Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

After saying that, he turned around and entered the dark alley he had already chosen. His steps were swift, and by the time Zhang Ming reacted and chased after him, the alley was already empty.

"There's another exit at the other end of the alley. Should we chase after him? But when did this poor guy become so fast?" a man said in surprise.

The most surprised was Zhang Ming. His awakened ability was agility, and Yuan Keyi actually disappeared right under his nose. He didn't even see her back.

"Chase them." Liao Yun said a single word. Since they couldn't just stand there anyway, earning some ghostly power in the dungeon before they found the Bow of Light was still a form of income.

The five of them stepped out of the alley and found themselves in a flower plantation, an endless field of flowers in full bloom, their vibrant colors creating a pungent, almost overwhelming, aroma.

The five turned to leave. This instance had been around for a long time, and according to those who had been there, the flower field was the worst place to stay. There was a lot of work to do, it was hard to get away, and you would get overwhelmed by the fragrance of the flowers.

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you want to die? Why aren't you working properly?" a rough voice shouted.

A savage glint flashed in Liao Yun's eyes. It was all Yuan Keyi's fault that they had wandered into the flower field by mistake. Once the flower field's steward discovered them, they would have no way to leave.

People have tried to kill this butler, but all of them have met with tragic ends, because the butler's prototype is a plant. As long as one of the plants is still alive, the butler can make a comeback.

Later, everyone who entered this instance would not provoke the butler. Killing most of the monsters would allow them to clear the instance. No matter how powerful the butler was, he could only occupy one slot. Not touching him would not affect clearing the instance. Moreover, as long as the flower field was not destroyed on a large scale, the butler would not interfere no matter how many monsters died outside.

If you appear near the flower field and are spotted by the steward, you must work for him diligently for at least a day until you are paid. Fortunately, the payment is settled using supernatural power.

After spending half an hour in the space, Yuan Keyi came out and walked in the opposite direction from them. This side of the alley, which was where they landed, was a commercial street.

This instance has a day and night cycle. At night, ordinary monsters and humans cannot wander outside; they will be silently swallowed up.

Yuan Keyi checked her amount of ghost power and saw a glaringly low number: 5, a single digit. She already knew about the original owner's situation, but she still couldn't help checking it again. It was pitiful. Zhang Ming was very stingy with the original owner, even handing over the ghost power she had obtained herself for unified distribution, so she couldn't get much back at all.

However, he would give her a larger share of the government's reward money so that she could cover her sister's medical expenses. The original owner knew that this exchange was somewhat unfair, but it effectively solved her predicament, so she didn't say anything and accepted the unfairness.

With these five magical powers, you can't even afford a single flower, let alone rent a house or stay in a hotel. So there's only one way: find a job at a shop and earn some magical powers.

Yuan Keyi had already changed her clothes in the space. She wore a black combat uniform with combat boots, carried a backpack that wasn't too big, and her hair was neatly combed into a bun. All the bangs that were covering her forehead were clipped up, revealing her smooth forehead.

The original owner of this body had a delicate and pretty appearance, not a beauty. Yuan Keyi is quite satisfied with the current Yuan Keyi; she's not bad-looking, but she doesn't attract much attention either.

She was deciding which shop to check out when suddenly a rough, shouting voice came from a corner shop: "You little brat, you can't even do this little job right, do you even want to eat?"

Accompanied by crackling sounds, it seemed like something had fallen over.

"Hey, you dare to run? I can't kill you, why are you running? You've already broken the flowerpot, even if I break your arms and legs, it won't be enough to pay for it."

A woman's voice spoke up righteously: "Boss, let's talk this out. What kind of skill is it to take your anger out on a child?"

"Stop talking nonsense. What does it have to do with you, an outsider, if I beat up someone in my shop? Get out, I don't hire outsiders who would die if they were beaten up."

Yuan Keyi had already approached. The people who were beating and the people who were being beaten in the shop were all strange, while the one who spoke up for justice was human, probably from another team that came to run the dungeon.

Her companion grabbed her, her tone unfriendly: "Are you crazy? Sympathizing with a weirdo? That guy's invincible, but you're dragging us all down with you?"

"But it's a child."

"Idiot, that's a monster, what child? Who knows how long it's lived? This kind of unkillable little monster can travel through multiple instances. It doesn't have any great abilities, but it just won't die."

"Won't die? Traversing multiple instances?" Yuan Keyi stood in place, observing the little thing that was still being beaten. It had the typical appearance of a four or five-year-old human child, with a chubby, dirty face. Although it was dodging the vines hitting it, its face was expressionless and its eyes were numb. She didn't know if it didn't hurt or if it had already gotten used to it.

"What are you looking at? I don't hire outsiders who would die if they were beaten up," the shop owner who had assaulted the man said viciously.

"Oh." Yuan Keyi calmly strode into the shop. "So, are you doing business?"

"No."

"You have guts." Yuan Keyi took out a soul-suppressing bell and gently shook it.

"Ahhh, what are you holding?" The shop owner covered his head and jumped far away, standing in the farthest corner of the shop.

"A good thing to make your head explode." Yuan Keyi whispered in a scare tone, but inwardly she was disappointed that the Soul-Suppressing Bell wasn't very effective; the other person only had a headache and was still lively and energetic.

The little thing, which was already squatting on the ground, reacted quite strongly, curling up on the ground with its head in its arms.

"What are you going to do?" In this bizarre world, the law of the jungle prevails, and the shopkeeper acknowledges and is familiar with this rule.

"I'm not doing anything, I just need to work here for a few days. I'll earn 100 points of ghost power per day, and they'll provide food and lodging."

"What? Why don't you just rob someone? What kind of shop assistant can earn 100 ghost power a day? And they even provide food and lodging?" The shop owner jumped up and down.

Yuan Keyi raised the bell: "Isn't this a robbery?"

This time, she increased her mental energy output, and when the bell rang again, the shopkeeper finally couldn't stand up due to the pain.

"Be good, I don't want to kill you, I just want to do some work. The bell's intensity will keep increasing, you don't want your head to really explode, do you?"

Yuan Keyi's tone remained calm, yet it carried a strong sense of threat. In reality, this was the maximum strength she could unleash at this stage. Her soul and mental power were both powerful, but her body couldn't handle the strain. She had used too much mental power to drive the Soul-Suppressing Bell, and she herself was suffering from a splitting headache.

"When are you leaving?" the shopkeeper asked, trying to be flexible.

"Don't worry, I won't be staying long. Now, go and prepare my accommodation, and get me some food too."

"Didn't you come here to work? Let me do some work."

Yuan Keyi didn't speak, just stared at him, exuding a powerful aura. The shop owner couldn't hold out for more than ten seconds before storming upstairs.