Small cannon fodder is really panic [Quick Transmigration]

System No. 444: [Host No. 44, all the information has been sent to you.The system is very busy, there is nothing important to do, so don't interrupt casually.Even if there is something important, don't bother if you can.You are an adult, learn to solve your own troubles. 】

Ji Mo: "The last question, my number is unlucky, I need to apply for another one. I remember that floors like 44 in high-rise buildings are either set as emergency and refuge floors, or they will be changed to another number, such as 43b or something. In short, 44 is not used. of."

System No. 444: [Host No. 44, please don't promote superstition. You are a person who has gone through nine years of compulsory education, so you must believe in science.The number of this system is 444, and it still arranges host tasks as usual, and I haven't heard of any problems.It will also be selected as an excellent system and the most hardworking system every year. 】

[Host No. 44, do you have any questions? 】

Ji Mo: "It's gone."

System No. 444: [Then let's go to the mission, I hope that in the first world, you can successfully stand up as cannon fodder and live a long life. 】

Ji Mo: "I'll try my best with your good words."

System No. 444: [Successfully avoiding accidental death and catastrophe, there are rewards, which are good for the world you experience later. 】

Ji Mo: "I will try my best to survive, and I will definitely die."

Ji Mo's real world is already in the end of the world, and zombies are rampant.

She struggled in the last days for many years, just to survive desperately.

An ordinary person, without awakening ability, whose life is more fragile than an ant, she died in the end.He died miserably, beaten to death by other supernatural beings, just like cannon fodder.She was just one of many dead cannon fodder, without causing any waves.

Her will to live is very strong, and death is so cold that she is unwilling to close her eyes.She worked so hard, but she was accidentally affected by the supernatural power, and died with a light touch. No matter how she thought about it, she was unwilling.

System No. 444 suddenly appeared and asked her if she still wanted to live, she answered without hesitation, yes.

Better to die than to live!She is so young, she has not yet seen this colorful world, and she is about to experience the cruelty of the last days and the ending of death.

System No. 444 said that he was attracted by her strong will to live, and thought she was very suitable to be cannon fodder.

Her mission is to pass through the bodies of cannon fodder in various worlds, survive, avoid all accidents, and live until the end of her life.

Ji Mo likes this mission very much.

Can live, where is living not living?She will fight to survive.

Saying goodbye to System 444, Ji Mo was cast on Small World cannon fodder.

He opened his eyes and found that she was in the subway.This is the last subway at night, her destination is the last station, and there are not many people on the subway.

In the carriage she was in, there was no one. She looked to the left and right, and could vaguely see two or three people.

The information of this world was passed to her by system number 444.In order for her to substitute easily, the name of the cannon fodder was automatically changed to her own name.

She still likes this method of handling, it is indeed very immersive, and now she feels that the empty carriage is a bit creepy.

The information given to her by system number 444 is very simple.

Name: Ji Mo.

Date of death: tonight.

Her killer: a misogynist.

Features: peaked cap, casual clothes, great strength.

She, the cannon fodder, will be killed by a hater when she gets off the subway.The incident was exposed the next day, and the body was dragged for autopsy.Starting with her as cannon fodder, it leads to the serial murder case of the femme fatale, and then the main plot revolves around this case.

Ji Mo looked at the little green dot on the subway. The subway was heading to the last station, which meant that she couldn't get off the station ahead of time, so she could only face the murderer.

It took a long time to go to the last station. She opened her bag and tried to find some weapons that could fight back.

The bag is a small and exquisite handbag, which contains: a powder puff, a lipstick, a tube of perfume, a mobile phone, a Bluetooth headset, keys, an ID card, and tissues.Apart from these, there is nothing else.

Unfortunately, the pouch does not contain the weapons she needs.

She lowered her head, and on her feet were a pair of beautiful high-heeled shoes with pointed heels. This was considered a weapon and should be useful.When she saw a dress, she frowned slightly, which was not very good.

Although bound by system number 444, she doesn't have any strange abilities, at most they are some moves learned in the last days.This body has not undergone systematic training, and there is no life-and-death battle. In terms of physical fitness, even if she has some fighting skills, she has no chance of winning against a grown man.

The information given by system number 444 was not specific, and she didn't even know when that nympho began to follow her and where she was killed.However, these did not put any pressure on Ji Mo. Taking advantage of this time, she imagined many scenes in her mind about how to react to the haters.

A hater is a man, so the most vulnerable part of the opponent is the neck, head and lower triangle. If she can figure out a way, she can escape by preemptive strikes.She lived in a relatively remote place, not only that, but also had to go through a small alley, a young single woman passing by here, it was terrible to think about it.

Ji Mo was engrossed in her thoughts, and the voice announcement of the arrival of the subway woke her up. She took her handbag and walked outside.

As expected, there were only a few people who got off the bus. She quickly looked at those people. They were all adult men and they were wearing casual clothes. She hesitated as she originally wanted to follow the crowd.

These adult men all went out to different subway exits, and it seemed that they didn't know each other and walked together.

She can't follow, there is no guarantee, there is no murderer among them.Some of the perpetrators seemed very normal in normal times, and she was the first victim killed by that vengeance.

It is even more difficult to be sure if no one has been killed before.

She still chose the subway exit to go home, and it was useless to go to other subway exits.It will only get farther and farther away from home. There is no 24-hour convenience store here, and the more I think about it, the worse it gets.

Sure enough, it was cannon fodder fate, and there was no favorable condition for her.

After crossing a road, Ji Mo suddenly saw a brick on the side of the road. She picked up the brick, hugged the bag, put the brick under the bag, and went to the alley that she had to go home.

At this moment, she heard light footsteps, step by step, and discerned from the footsteps that the other party deliberately slowed down their steps, not wanting to attract her attention.Fortunately, her eyes and ears are still very smart, and the other party should still be a certain distance away from her.

But she was wearing high heels, and there were some fine stones on the ground, which should have fallen from the car pulling the stones at night.Even if she took off her shoes and knocked her feet aside, she might not be able to outrun the people behind her.It's better to wait for the other party to come forward, she hits first, and then runs away. After the other party suffers from pain, it will not be so easy to chase her.

Just as Ji Mo walked into the alley at the same speed as before, he suddenly heard the footsteps behind him quicken.She was in a bad mood, this person seemed to want to commit crimes in the alley, and the other person might have a weapon like a stick in his hand.

Seeing that person approaching behind her, Ji Mo, whose heart was beating fast, turned around suddenly, and the person who caught his eyes was indeed a man wearing a peaked cap.

The man in the peaked cap also didn't expect Ji Mo to turn around suddenly, and was a little taken aback.

Ji Mo had an idea all of a sudden, she showed a weird smile to the man in the peaked cap, through the faint light coming in from outside, such a weird sneer really stunned the man in the peaked cap.

He watched Ji Mo slowly take out a brick from under the small bag, and smiled at him with crooked lips. The man in the peaked cap trembled in his hand holding the baseball bat, and he turned his feet involuntarily.

Ji Mo could see that the opponent's action was a bit inclined to run away at any time.

With another plan in mind, she hung the bluetooth headset in her bag to her ear: "Ju Liu, the target has appeared, it should be him. The target is frightened, I will catch him right away."

As soon as the words fell, the man in the peaked cap with the baseball bat subconsciously ran away, and heard a male voice behind him: "Okay, I'll be right over." This is a voice that Ji Mo downloaded on the subway. Used for other purposes, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

Seeing the man in the peaked cap running away, Ji Mo yelled: "No, he ran away, head towards Exit A of the subway." After shouting, Ji Mo chased after two steps, and the man in the peaked cap felt that he was running faster.

When he turned the corner, Ji Mo quickly took off his heels, and ran towards home quickly, regardless of whether it hurt to step on the gravel on the ground.

Moving tomorrow!

Call the moving company in the morning.

Finally coming to the gate of the community, Ji Mo slowed down and escaped a death, she felt much more relaxed.

She felt a tingling pain in the soles of her feet. She lifted her feet by the light at the entrance of the community, only to find that the soles of her feet were bleeding. It should have been when she stepped on gravel and scratched the soles of her feet when she was panicking just now.

There happened to be a clinic next to the community. It seemed that it hadn't closed today, probably because there were some patients temporarily.

Ji Mo hurriedly limped over, walked into the clinic, and smelled the unique smell that belonged to the clinic.

On the seats in the clinic, there were still two adult men and women sitting, all looking at the child on the hospital bed.The child's face was flushed, and he could tell at a glance that his body temperature was very high, and he was hanging water to cool down.

Usually, the original owner would come to this clinic to get some cold medicine. The old doctor who opened the clinic was also from the community and knew her.People don't call her Doctor, but Granny Zhou.

When she saw Ji Mo, Granny Zhou raised her head and glanced at her: "Xiao Ji? Are you leaving get off work so late?"

"Well, Granny Zhou, I scratched my foot, please help me deal with it." Ji Mo found a place to sit down by herself. She didn't feel it just now, but now the tingling pain from the sole of her foot made her a little unbearable.

This body is too sensitive to pain, and the pain from a small cut made her a little unbearable.

She felt that there should be some stones stuck in the wound.

Thinking of disinfecting after a while and cleaning up the stones inside, I'm not in a good mood.

Hatred of men and women almost cost her her life, and her feet were scratched, this matter is endless.Calling the police is probably useless, and the other party did nothing.

When the injury on the sole of her foot is healed, she still has to learn kung fu. That kind of femme fatale cannot be sentenced to death. Who knows if she escaped this time, will she be able to do so next time? She, a little cannon fodder, is not safe living in this world. .

"How did you get hurt? Did you fall? You hurt the soles of your feet. You girl, did you take off your shoes and walk?" Granny Zhou stood up and looked at them, muttering, "You still have to choose shoes that fit your feet. , don’t always do it for beauty, or you will be the one who gets hurt, young people nowadays just don’t cherish their bodies.”

"It shouldn't be that the shoes don't fit her feet. Her feet don't have any marks from the shoes." A clear and indifferent female voice fell from the top of her head.