The Otherworldly Journey of a Quick Transmigrator

Su Yuanyuan remained unmoved and continued slicing the meat slowly and methodically.

Brogy reached out and gently poked her with his finger, causing Su Yuanyuan to fall backward.

She stood up and slapped Brocky on the head. "How many times have I told you not to poke me? Am I a toy?"

Brogy held his head, looking aggrieved. "I want to eat roast suckling pig too."

"Hahahaha..."

Dolly laughed and moved a little closer, reaching for the roast suckling pig with one hand, but was glared at by Su Yuanyuan and quickly withdrew her hand.

She had originally intended to tempt the two of them, but instead she had gotten herself into trouble. She sighed inwardly and gave each of them two roast suckling pigs.

She didn't prepare much of this greasy meat, and only ate it occasionally. Now, the two of them had basically finished their stock.

The giants have a huge appetite. Most of the food prepared in Su Yuanyuan's space has already been used up. Even if she draws food frequently, it still can't keep up with what they eat.

Su Yuanyuan didn't mind. It would be a waste for her to keep this food. Eating it would give her some space.

Dolly, who was stuffing a roast suckling pig into her mouth, suddenly stopped and turned her head to look into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Su Yuanyuan turned her head and glanced at him, but didn't see anything unusual. She asked Dolly directly.

"Someone has come to the island."

Su Yuanyuan blinked. She was surprised that someone would come here. She jumped up and took out her Frost Sword.

"You guys eat first, I'll go over and take a look."

Before they could react, she had already used her cloud ladder to fly far away.

"Hahaha, eat up! Yuanyuan's gone, let's split her wine between us."

Brogy grabbed the wine jug that Su Yuanyuan had left behind, opened the lid, and poured the wine into his own jug.

"Don't pour it all out, I want some too."

Seeing that he wasn't going to stop, Dolly quickly dropped the roast suckling pig he was holding and ran over to grab the wine jug.

As Su Yuanyuan flew through the air, she immediately spotted the houses by the sea. They were square and she couldn't tell what they were made of.

It landed gently on the roof. She reached out and poked it; it was slippery and a little sticky, just like the feel of a candle.

As soon as she stood up, a white object flew towards her. Su Yuanyuan raised her hand and cleaved it in two.

Only then did she notice two other people standing below the house: a strange man with the number 3 on his head and a little girl wearing a hat.

"Who are you?" the strange man asked sharply, pointing at her.

Su Yuanyuan pouted, "I live on this island, so I should be asking who you are."

"MR.3......I'm sorry, I only have a code name. I am a visual artist, and this is my assistant, the realist painter MS. Golden Week."

Mr.3 casually touched his hair, then struck a pose that made Su Yuanyuan speechless.

What are you doing on the island?

She didn't think this person was a good person at first glance, so she spoke to him without any politeness.

"We're sorry, we didn't know there were any other people on the island, but please leave immediately."

As soon as Mr. 3 finished speaking, his arm began to melt. Su Yuanyuan recognized it as the thing that had attacked her earlier.

The white, candle-like substance flew towards her as soon as it detached from Mr. 3's arm.

Su Yuanyuan dodged away in disgust, "What is this? It fell off you, how disgusting!"

"Damn it! What are you talking about? I'm a candle person who ate the Melting Fruit, and these are all candles. What's disgusting about them?!"

Mr. 3 was clearly on the verge of a breakdown, yelling at her with a distorted expression. Su Yuanyuan took a few steps back as she watched him spitting as he spoke.

"It looks kind of disgusting no matter how you look at it."

"Damn it! The candle lock."

He shouted and swung his arm forcefully, sending a clump of melted candle flying towards Su Yuanyuan.

Su Yuanyuan lightly leaped away and dodged, staring at his arm with interest.

Although this ability looks disgusting, it feels quite interesting. Su Yuanyuan gently waved the Frost Sword at the candle.

The icy aura emanating from the Frost Sword enveloped the candle, causing the previously flowing candle to solidify at a visible speed.

"It really is a candle."

Mr. 3 was furious when he saw her freeze the candle. His face turned red with anger, and a small flame suddenly appeared on his head, which seemed to be growing bigger and bigger.

Su Yuanyuan opened her mouth in surprise, her gaze towards him somewhat subtle.

"Are you really that short-tempered? You're practically spitting fire."

"Hehehe~ Extra-large candles!! Service package!"

Mr. 3 ignored her words, chuckled a few times, and swung his arms forward, revealing a large candlestick in front of Su Yuanyuan.

The candle at the top was still flickering, and Su Yuanyuan couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, clapping her hands in delight.

"This is amazing."

"Do I need your applause?!"

Mr. 3 started cursing at her, then turned and shouted at the little girl next to him.

"Golden Week holiday rendered her unable to move."

Su Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow. Was she really going to say that to her face? So confident that she could keep her in check.

The little girl took out a set of art supplies and started fiddling with them. Su Yuanyuan watched her tinkering, wanting to see how to keep her still.

Once she figured it out, she drew a line in the air with her paintbrush. Su Yuanyuan felt a momentary loss of control, but it only lasted for a moment.

Seeing that she had been standing there motionless for a long time, Mr. 3 looked up and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, enjoy my candle service package. The wax mist falling from above will slowly turn you into a wax figure."

Su Yuanyuan looked up at the large candlestick, where the candles with flames on top had started spinning rapidly at some point.

A wisp of white mist slowly drifted down; this must be the wax mist he mentioned. Knowing what he was going to do, Su Yuanyuan decided not to stand any longer.

It was difficult to remove the wax from her body, so she took a few steps back and stopped once she was out of the range of the wax fumes.

"Impossible! How can you move?"

Golden Week, who was still brewing tea, was excited to see that she could still move and stood up. Because she stood up so suddenly, the tea and snacks in front of her fell all over the floor.

Seeing the incredulous look on her face, Su Yuanyuan decided to consider the child's feelings and held up two fingers, indicating a slight distance.

"You're amazing. I was only just able to move."

Whether it was because she expressed herself incorrectly or because the girl was too proud, Golden Week ran away crying as soon as she finished speaking.

Su Yuanyuan scratched her head awkwardly; she really didn't mean it.

"Melt, melt, carve the sword."

Taking advantage of her attention being focused on Golden Week, Mr. 3 swung his candle sword, which was as tall as two people, at her.

Su Yuanyuan pouted helplessly, threw a fireball at the sword, and the candle sword instantly turned into wax.

"I don't care what you're here for, you have to leave within an hour, or don't blame me for being impolite."

After saying that, she swung her sword towards the forest. The sharp sword energy instantly cleared away the trees in front of her, and the broken branches that fell to the ground were frozen into ice blocks by the cold air.