Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 3266: Want to Try Darkening for Fun?

Ning Shu smiled evilly at Mei Ziqing’s weapons and said, “Want to try darkening for fun? Once you darken, you’ll be free from the shackles of being a weapon. You won’t have to rely on humans to hunt for food. You’d be able to hunt for yourselves and do whatever you like.”

Spear Ban looked at Ning Shu with cold disdain and sneered, “If being a fallen weapon is that great, why don’t you let your weapon darken and fall?”

Ning Shu shrugged. “How could I let my weapon darken? After darkening, weapons suffer daily pain. Freedom es at a price.”

Weapons wrapped in negative emotions harmed themselves.

“Then why do you want us to darken? What kind of intentions do you have, woman?” Mei Ziqing’s weapons shouted angrily at Ning Shu.

“I thought you all seemed to want freedom, so I just casually mentioned it. There’s a darkened weapon here who can guide you,” Ning Shu said without any sincerity.

The little boy sat directly on the ground and asked, “Who wants to fall? I can guide you.”

The veins on Mei Ziqing’s forehead twitched and black lines filled her forehead. “Hurry up and settle this—we need to get moving.”

Mei Ziqing got on the carriage, and the five weapons followed.

Crossbow Lar stood protectively in front of Ning Shu and asked, “So what do we do now?”

Ning Shu looked at the little boy sitting on the ground. “Talk, what’s your goal?”

The little boy said bluntly, “I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.”

The little boy seemed lost, unable to find a goal. He had no purpose and didn’t know how he should keep living.

The little boy pulled out a dagger, looked at Ning Shu, and said, “The human body is much softer than a moon beast. Stabbing a human feels very different from stabbing a moon beast, you know?”

Ning Shu: “Oh!”

“You will not harm my master!” Crossbow Lar stood in front of Ning Shu, watching the little boy tensely and cautiously.

The little boy sneered maliciously, full of hostility. “What can you do? You’re a defective product. A piece of junk like you should stay in the recycling center. Who would ever want a defect like you?”

Ning Shu said nothing. Crossbow Lar’s body trembled. “You… you’re just jealous of me. Yes, you’re jealous…”

“I’d be jealous of a defect?” The little boy’s voice turned sharp. “I’ll kill you right now.”

Ning Shu raised her foot and directly kicked the little boy away, then pulled Crossbow Lar into the carriage.

Mei Ziqing asked, “All settled?”

“Yeah, we can get going,” Ning Shu said calmly.

Crossbow Lar: …

The carriage began moving again. The little boy ran after it, yelling, “Damned woman, I’ll kill you! You dare to kick me? I’ll cut off your leg! Your hand touched me, I’m going to tear off your hand!”

Ning Shu lifted the curtain and stuck her head out. “e on then, run harder! Don’t lose me! Good luck!”

The little boy chased the carriage, sweating profusely, his face flushed red.

Mei Ziqing pressed her hand against her forehead. “Once a fallen weapon locks on, they won’t stop until that person’s dead. How did you manage to attract something like that? Now we have to watch out for that little brat too.”

Ning Shu crossed her legs and leaned her chin on her hand. “That little brat? I could snap him in half in a second.”

Ning Shu grabbed Mei Ziqing’s weapon, Long Spear Ban’s hand, and squeezed hard—his bones cracked loudly, and his expression changed immediately.

Ning Shu let go. “See? I’m strong. I could go up against the heavens itself and not even flinch.”

Everyone looked at Long Spear Ban’s hand—his bones were already misshapen.

The weapons in the carriage stared at Ning Shu, full of fury.

“Don’t get too arrogant. Even if you’re the master’s friend, to hurt her weapons, what kind of friend are you?”

Ning Shu shrugged and said with no sincerity, “I’m only holding back because of her. Otherwise, I would have directly snapped him in two.”

Mei Ziqing: …

Mei Ziqing didn’t say anything to Ning Shu. She remained preoccupied, as if too busy to be concerned about her weapons, or perhaps she never cared in the first place.