Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

Chapter 7

 TL: Kyotot

Surprisingly the original owner’s room actually has a refreshing ambiance, there was no fake gold, silver and copper that could blind people’s eyes.

And naturally there was no pot for boiling food so there was no way for her to find a firewood for barbeque.

Ning Ning looked up and down whole room in distress when her eyes finally rested on the alchemy furnace placed in the corner.

The pill furnace was enveloped with aura, and could light a fire without firewood. In addition its shape was similar to that of a pressure cooker, so it could be used as an appliance to roast or boil goose.

That can actually work! I’m such a little genius!

Of course if the ancestors of the sect knew that someone had roasted a goose using the cauldron they might be so angry that they would come down from the immortal world directly which would be more exciting than seven fairies looking for Dong Yong’s energy.

Putting the goose into the pill furnace and using her aura to control the fire, Ning Ning thought slowly while waiting for the meat to cook.

She was the seventh person from the kitchen to ask for a food, according to that order she was probably the ‘Goose Fairy No. 7’

Wow, that sounds good.

It’s good to be called as Goose Fairy.

The only thing she couldn’t figure out was… what the female cultivator meant by those words.

She didn’t have time to come up with an answer to that question–

What came before the answer was deafening unmistakably close blast.

A bearish heat wave came to her face, but Ning Ning still has the instinct to defend her body. She immediately made a seal to protect herself, although she was forced to step back by the heat wave but in general she did not suffer any serious injuries.

Dust and ashes drifted before her eyes and through the blurred vision she could barely make out what the surrounding looked like.

The two legs of the desk was blown off and fell to one side, the white walls seems to have been sent to Africa for a holiday. As for the cauldron were she roasted the goose—

It seems that in order to defend the cauldron’s dignity, it exploded gloriously and honorably.

Wasn’t it just roasting a goose?

Seeing the cauldron, her stomach was poking her nerves but she does not care too much and just hold her breath to take a few steps forward.

The furnace looks was so messy, the light smoke was mixed with black smoke around the cauldron.

And her goose on the other hand that was offered gloriously and honorably by the cauldron was quietly lying on the ground.

That dark looking goose seems to come from Ethiopia and Ning Ning would rather call it the second generation of Bao Zheng1.

The smoke has not dissipated, just as Ning Ning picked up and held it in her hand she heard a gentle knock on the door.

“Senior Sister?”

It was teenage voice that she had never heard before.

[Ding, Mission Released!]

[Outside the door is none other than Tian Xianzi’s new personal junior disciple, Lin Xun. As a senior sister you have been jealous of him, you wanted the master’s favor and want to take revenge fiercely.]

[Please open the door for him and follow the original plot to start the story. Seduce.]

The system still wants her to seduce someone with her blackened face and disheveled hair? Wasn’t more like her scaring the man like the ghost in a horror movie?

The system’s ding echoed in her ears as she was lost her thoughts trying to remember the character called Lin Xun.

He was the youngest prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace, a genius of sword dao that attracted so much attention.

As he grew up within the palace, he rarely communicated with outsiders and gradually developed a shy and introverted personality to the point of easily blushing with just a woman’s touch.

Other term should be social fear.

After he entered the discipleship of Tian Xianzi, he stole the identity of the youngest disciple, not to mention his overwhelming sword intent and rapid cultivation—making her jealous.

Lin Xun was born noble, so the original owner would naturally not bully him openly but instead took another subtle approach—sex and seduction.

Her original intention was to deceive Lin Xun’s trust and then slowly squeeze his value and become her tool.

Unexpectedly this young man was born to be afraid of women, the closer the original owner was, the more he resisted.

Tonight was when the two of them would meet head-to-head for the first time.

Ning Ning temporarily collected her mind and answered in a low voice.

“Come in.”

Truth to tell this was the first time Lin Xun entered a woman’s room alone.

The moment he opened the door, he felt that his dreams of what a girl’s room like were all shattered.

The entire room looked like it had been burglarized and then set on fire—more accurately it looks like there was an earth shaking explosion that happened in the room.

Smoke rose, and the tip of his Senior Sister’s nose was stained with light gray and black powder. There was also a pile of dark, unidentified objects in his hand that was glowing with an eerie light.

Lin Xun was really startled by the sight.

“Senior Sister, are you alright?”

“I’m okay.”

Ning Ning smiled as she answered wanting to give off a comforting nature as she waved back the black unidentified object in her hand.

“I’m just roasting a goose.”

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