I Have the Aura of a Supporting Character in Yuri Novels - Chapter 51

Snow fell on the northern city, its pristine white blanket covering the city’s filth, making everything look pure and beautiful. It was like a snow globe scene, quite romantic.

But a low growl shattered the silence. A few drops of blood splattered on the clean snow. A woman fled in a panic, but she was badly wounded and couldn’t shake off the two gruesome, bruised zombies behind her. She watched in despair as she came to a dead end, her legs turning to jelly. With no hope of escape, she collapsed gently onto the ground, offering her life to the zombies.

She had wanted to live, but fate had not been on her side.

Foul-smelling saliva landed on her neck, and her eyes lost their light. She was bitten on the neck by a ravenous zombie, her blood destined to be greedily devoured, providing energy for the zombie to continue its pursuit.

The same tragedy was unfolding on a street not far from this dead end.

A gaunt girl, like a broken doll, lay beside her wheelchair. A fruit knife was plunged into her abdomen. Her twisted legs revealed her fragility, a vulnerability that made her unable to survive in this chaotic, apocalyptic world. The knife had ended her life.

Snowflakes drifted down and settled on her thick eyelashes, like crystal tears. Her features were delicate and pitiable, but a zombie’s scratch on her cheek ruined her flawless skin. Blood now flowed from the wound, trickling down her face. Her body was still, yet the blood was strangely warm.

“F***!”

Suddenly, her pale lips moved, and a curse word came out.

Zhu Yun slowly opened her eyes. Her long, curled lashes paired with her dark pupils created an eerie beauty, making her eyes look both lively and stunning.

She struggled to prop up her upper body with her hands. The moment she moved, she felt the fruit knife twisting in her flesh, and the pain made cold sweat bead on her forehead.

Zhu Yun stared at the knife in her abdomen and twitched her lips. She asked, “Number 857, should I pull it out or not?”

If you don’t, the pain will kill you. If you do, the pain will also kill you. So, little Zhu, why don’t you just decide? Pick one at random?

“Then can you please tell me why I’m in such a miserable state!!”

Because this is the exact moment you activate your healing ability, little Zhu!

Zhu Yun suddenly felt like she had been tricked, but a strange intuition told her that 857 was a trustworthy partner. She also noticed something odd about herself. This didn’t feel like her first mission. If it were, where did the tens of thousands of points on her personal information panel come from? She didn’t believe such a huge amount of points just fell from the sky. So, Zhu Yun asked a profound question, “Number 857, let’s not resort to conspiracy theories between us, okay?”

Huh? Your memory is still blocked, isn’t it?

Number 857 launched a preemptive strike, blocking Zhu Yun’s questions and getting an earnest inquiry from her.

This made 857, who was often bullied by Zhu Yun, feel like it had gotten one back. It wiggled its flexible antennae and said mysteriously, Darling, your resurrection plan is in the hands of the Heavenly Dao. For now, let’s just lay low. When we achieve victory, you’ll understand all my good intentions

Zhu Yun couldn’t help but look up at the sky. The swirling snowflakes brought a cool sensation, as if it was dampening the pain in her abdomen.

She frowned. Oh, right, she had a fruit knife in her stomach. The Heavenly Dao could wait. Getting the knife out was the priority!

Zhu Yun looked around. There wasn’t a single zombie here. Maybe all the zombies in the area were chasing the male protagonist and his group. So Zhu Yun said helplessly, “What am I supposed to do? I’m a wheelchair-bound woman with no freedom. No one to help me get back in my wheelchair. If the knife doesn’t kill me, the cold will!”

She thought for a moment and took out her phone. “I should call for help first.”

Don’t call for anyone! By the time your friends get here, you’ll already be frozen to death.

“Then should I just wait to die?”

You currently have 20,000 points. It should have been 30,000, but you spent too much, so you need to be frugal.

Zhu Yun peacefully lay back down in the snow, playing dead. Propping up her upper body with her arms was too tiring. She said weakly, “I suggest you speak faster. I can feel my life slowly ebbing away.”

The system store has a puppet from a cultivation world. You can buy one!

But, it’s a little expensive. Little Zhu, you can think about it.

“Think about it my head! Buy it for me!”

The most urgent thing was to get the knife out, but before that, she needed to get back into her wheelchair, otherwise, she would be completely frozen by the snow.

Zhu Yun was still mourning her fate when she heard a “bang,” and a wooden puppet, the size of a normal person, appeared beside her.

Zhu Yun read the item description for the puppet: it required essence blood to activate its sentience.

Little Zhu, you should cut…

Before it could finish, Zhu Yun wiped some blood from her stomach and slapped it onto the puppet, muttering angrily, “I have so much blood here, and you want me to cut another part of my body? I’m a patient! Don’t you understand!”

Number 857 was speechless. It was just following the standard procedure. How could it have known Zhu Yun wasn’t a normal person?

The puppet recognized its master, and a magical scene unfolded. The wooden frame was instantly brought to life. If Zhu Yun hadn’t seen its true form, she would never have guessed that the middle-aged woman in front of her was the puppet.

“Why did it turn into a middle-aged woman?”

Maybe little Zhu misses her mother?

That’s not it. Having a beautiful woman follow her around would put Zhu Yun in danger. In this post-apocalyptic world, it’s better to be cautious. So, 857 had deliberately chosen this puppet. It didn’t even glance at the younger-looking ones.

The puppet, with a blank expression, bent down and carefully picked up Zhu Yun, placing her in the wheelchair. Its expression was so indifferent it seemed to be born without emotions. The puppet pushed Zhu Yun to a fruit shop with a broken door. The place had already been looted. There were no foul smells from the corpses on the ground because the cold winter had frozen them solid, making them stiff and lifeless.

Finding a place to shelter from the wind and snow, Zhu Yun immediately felt a surge of life. She sorted through the plot in her mind, trying to use the energy within her. After being bitten by a zombie, Zhu Yun was lucky enough to get a healing ability. This ability should have allowed her to live safely in the apocalypse, but then she met the male protagonist, Ling Chengze, and his group. Ling Chengze unfortunately coveted Zhu Yun’s ability.

Zhu Yun was Ling Chengze’s childhood sweetheart. Their parents were close friends and had joked about them getting married one day since they knew each other so well, but Zhu Yun and Ling Chengze had no such intentions, and the joke was forgotten.

The apocalypse quietly erupted in the midst of a pandemic. Zhu Yun and Ling Chengze’s parents were killed by zombies. Before they died, they urged Ling Chengze to take good care of Zhu Yun.

However, their elders’ plea had become a burden for Ling Chengze. Zhu Yun was born with a weak constitution and had been in a car accident in her teens. Although she could walk, she couldn’t move for long periods and relied on a wheelchair most of the time.

This made Zhu Yun a burden in the apocalypse. During this zombie chase, Zhu Yun was used as a decoy to lure the zombies. If she was useless alive, she might as well be dead.

Ling Chengze had saved a man named Ma Yinghong, a complete sycophant to Ling Chengze. Ma Yinghong had long since lost patience with Zhu Yun. While Ling Chengze was busy saving other teammates, Ma Yinghong simply stabbed Zhu Yun to death, hoping her blood would draw the zombies away. Unfortunately, his plan failed. The zombies continued to follow Ling Chengze, causing Ma Yinghong to curse in frustration.

Because of Ma Yinghong, when Zhu Yun met Ling Chengze again, her ability was stripped away by the male protagonist’s special devourer ability. The reason was simple: Ma Yinghong was dying, and Zhu Yun refused to heal him. So Ling Chengze, a man who viewed women as disposable and his friends as his own flesh and blood, mercilessly stole Zhu Yun’s ability to save Ma Yinghong. The last thing Zhu Yun saw before she died was the leader of her team, Tang Zixi, coming to rescue her, but it was too late. Zhu Yun died in Tang Zixi’s arms.

Now, as Zhu Yun saw the silver light in her hand, she felt a mix of emotions. “Next time I see that damned horse-faced guy, I’ll kill him first!”

Zhu Yun’s beautiful eyes grew cold, her eyebrows furrowed with thin anger. How could she not hate Ling Chengze? He was only alive because her parents had saved him! In the end, they had saved an ingrate.

“I won’t let that jerk Ling Chengze become the second-in-command of the base so easily this time.”

This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Zhu Yun didn’t want to experience being stabbed again. It hurt too much. She’d rather become a villain than suffer like that again.

She held her breath, her face serious. She bit her lip, pulled out the fruit knife with one hand, and quickly gathered her not-so-bright healing ability with the other. The unbearable pain was instantly soothed, like the warm spring sun, bringing a comforting warmth to her cold body.

The bleeding from the wound stopped, and the gash slowly healed under the power of her ability, leaving only a very shallow scar to prove she had been injured not long ago.

Zhu Yun had overdrawn too much energy. Sweat dampened the hair at her temples. She had used all her ability to heal the wound, but at least she was safe now.

Zhu Yun lay weakly in her wheelchair. Number 857 had never seen her so fragile before and felt a pang of sympathy.

Without a word, it pointed Zhu Yun toward a clear path.

Little Zhu, go five hundred meters northwest.

“Why? Can’t you see I’m about to die of exhaustion?”

The female protagonist, Tang Zixi, is there.

Zhu Yun raised her eyebrows slightly and said, “Why should I risk it? I can’t even carry things or lift my arms right now. Forget five hundred meters, fifty meters is just a death wish.”

But you can’t stay in the fruit shop forever, little Zhu. It’s not safe here!

In this world, 857 believed the safest place was next to the female protagonist, Tang Zixi. With Zhu Yun so weak, 857 couldn’t rest easy.

It knew Zhu Yun and Tang Zixi were still strangers, but with their “talents,” their relationship would naturally blossom the moment they met. So 857 felt like it could start celebrating their future bond in advance.

Just attach this Divine Thunder Talisman to the puppet. Let it protect you. That way, little Zhu, you’ll be safe on your way there~

The naive 857 took out a Divine Thunder Talisman and placed it in Zhu Yun’s hand, failing to notice her fleeting look of triumph.

Zhu Yun turned the talisman over in her hand, a smile not reaching her eyes. This was strange. Just moments ago, 857 had told her to be frugal with her points, making her think she could only buy things with points. It turned out she could get freebies from 857. She couldn’t be blamed for being so cunning. 857 was just too obvious. In a dangerous apocalypse, it was telling her to find the female protagonist. Its enthusiastic attitude made it seem like it wanted to hand her over to Tang Zixi on the spot. This meant 857 must trust Tang Zixi completely and know she wouldn’t harm Zhu Yun. Otherwise, it wouldn’t let her go find Tang Zixi, as it wouldn’t want to see her fail the mission.

So, the question was, what kind of magic did the female protagonist have that made 857 trust her so much?

Unless, from the very beginning, 857 was certain that the female protagonist was a good person.

Zhu Yun smiled as she attached the talisman to the puppet. A good person was good. That’s why she was willing to approach her. If she met another ingrate like Ling Chengze, she would rather just give up.

At this moment, Zhu Yun coughed a few times, her voice delicate. “If… I could eat something right now, maybe I’d have the energy. I’m so weak.”

What… what do you want to eat, little Zhu?

“Nothing fancy. Just a sandwich.”

A sandwich? That’s probably not an option. Here, take this.

As soon as 857 finished speaking, Zhu Yun saw a jade bottle. It felt smooth to the touch and had a warm, comforting feel in her hand. She shook the bottle. “What is this?”

A Sustenance Pill. One pill will keep you full for three days.

“Are you sure?”

Hmph, try it if you don’t believe me!

Zhu Yun curled her lips. Of course, she believed 857. The free Sustenance Pill tasted wonderfully refreshing. It was a pleasure not to have to spend her points.

After taking one, the effect was immediate. Zhu Yun’s eyes sparkled. 857 was telling the truth!

But she pretended to be unimpressed, smacking her lips. “It’s alright, I guess.”

Hurry up, let’s go! If we dawdle, it’ll be too late!

Zhu Yun patted the puppet’s arm, and the expressionless middle-aged woman obediently pushed the wheelchair. Zhu Yun tilted her head back and smiled, “I’ll call you godmother from now on. Otherwise, people will get suspicious. We need to have some kind of relationship so your care for me doesn’t raise any eyebrows.”

It couldn’t speak. A puppet with a human voice was a spirit, and this puppet’s level wasn’t high enough for that. It just reached out and stroked Zhu Yun’s hair as a sign of acknowledgment.

Zhu Yun raised her hand. “To the northwest, let’s go!”

In the heavy snow, it was difficult for people to walk, but Zhu Yun’s wheelchair rolled smoothly. The puppet followed her instructions and moved northwest.

The effect of the Divine Thunder Talisman was truly astonishing. With a single move from the puppet, several lightning strikes turned the zombies blocking their path into charcoal. Zhu Yun blinked in admiration. “Can I have a talisman too?”

The effect only lasts for one day, and one costs 500 points. The puppet’s talisman was a friendly gift. Do you want to buy one, little Zhu?

“But we’re good partners!”

I’m sorry, my dear, 500 points per piece!

“No, I feel so much pain. I think I’m going to die soon. Before I die, I want to see the Divine Thunder Talisman one more time, just one time!” Zhu Yun clutched her heart, playing the victim from her wheelchair.

Her figure was petite and delicate, with a scar on her cheek, looking like a “poor little thing who needs to be loved.” This made it impossible for 857 to refuse her. Since starting the mission, this was the first time Zhu Yun had been injured so early, so 857’s heart softened and it gave her another one. It said obediently, 【This is the last time~】

For the first time ever, Zhu Yun felt a tiny, almost negligible pang of guilt. She said sweetly, “I knew 857 would take the best care of me! You’re so good. It’s my honor to be bound to you!”

【Hehehehehe.】

Number 857 gradually lost itself in the sugar-coated words, but it couldn’t shake the feeling that it and Zhu Yun had forgotten something important. What was it?

It probably wasn’t anything important, right?

Probably.

In the heavy snow, the wheelchair’s wheels left tracks in the snow, and their footsteps made a satisfying crunching sound. Zhu Yun and the puppet looked like they were just out for a leisurely stroll in the snow, without a hint of tension or fear.

Darling, the female protagonist is in the supermarket!

Zhu Yun looked at the zombies staggering toward them. The foul smell was unpleasant. She said, “Push me into the supermarket.”

As she entered, she saw scattered limbs and dark blood on the floor. Shelves were overturned everywhere. As she stepped inside, the sweet smell of a human lured the zombies. They were restless, and a few even turned their heads to see Zhu Yun at the entrance.

“Liu Ye, get out of the way!”

A low, hoarse voice caught Zhu Yun’s attention. The next second, she saw three or four zombies have their heads cut off. A momentary ripple in the air where they had been standing distorted the objects behind them, indicating that a space-type ability user had just acted.

With the ugly zombies out of the way, Zhu Yun’s line of sight was clear, and she saw the woman not far away.

A high ponytail, sharp phoenix eyes, and a handsome face devoid of warmth. She was like ice from the bottom of a cold pond, hard to melt and sufficiently cold, making people shiver.

But this didn’t include Zhu Yun. She beckoned like a little cat and said, “Hi.”

Tang Zixi’s gaze swept over her face and then to the puppet behind her. Tang Zixi said, “It’s very dangerous here.”

Just as she finished speaking, more zombies tried to break in through the door.

Zhu Yun looked up at the puppet and said in a delicate voice, “Godmother, I’m scared.”

The puppet’s eyes didn’t even blink. It immediately took action and dealt with the few zombies that didn’t know better. The charred black zombies made Tang Zixi’s teammates rethink their perception of the pair.

Liu Ye swallowed hard and asked another short-haired woman, “Shu Yi, can you do that?”

Gu Shu Yi shook her head, her gaze fixed on the puppet. “I can’t. Her level is higher than mine, maybe close to the captain’s.”

Seeing that they had the strength, Tang Zixi stopped trying to persuade them.

There was still a hidden danger in this supermarket, and she didn’t dare to let her guard down.

Tang Zixi continued to search for supplies, picking out important items and putting them into her space. As she walked, she saw Zhu Yun being pushed by the puppet.

Seeing Zhu Yun again, she noticed the cautiousness in Zhu Yun’s eyes, like a fragile, precious piece of glass.

Tang Zixi also noticed the scar on Zhu Yun’s cheek and couldn’t help but frown. The scar was a bit of an eyesore on her snowy skin. She wondered who could be so heartless as to hurt someone like her.

But Tang Zixi’s introverted personality prevented her from talking to Zhu Yun. She just walked past her.

However, Zhu Yun’s words made her stop. Zhu Yun said, “I can heal the bite on your arm.”

Tang Zixi’s sharp gaze shot toward Zhu Yun. There was no possessiveness in her eyes toward a healing ability user. She asked calmly, “What do you want?”

“As you can see, my godmother and I are one old and one disabled. If no team takes us in, we won’t last long.”

Tang Zixi was unmoved and asked again, “Her lightning ability and your healing ability. Are you sure no team will take you in?”

Zhu Yun lowered her head and gave a bitter smile. From this angle, Tang Zixi noticed how young and naive she looked. Had she even come of age?

“My godmother’s ability is intermittent, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. You can think of her as a ‘fate-based’ ability user,” Zhu Yun blinked and bit her lip, revealing her weakness to Tang Zixi.

Tang Zixi’s eyes shifted slightly. So that was it.

“Are you eighteen?”

Zhu Yun couldn’t help but glare at her. “I’m twenty-three!”

The usually calm Tang Zixi awkwardly touched the bridge of her nose. “You don’t need to heal me. The chance of an ability user getting infected after a bite is very low.”

This was a tactful rejection of Zhu Yun. Currently, the team was big enough. She could rely on her strength to join another team even without them.

But after Tang Zixi said those words, her heart felt a little empty.

Zhu Yun raised her eyebrows and accused her, “You don’t want me?”

“It’s not that I don’t want you.”

“Then why won’t you take me?”

Zhu Yun’s stubbornness flared up. If coming to see Tang Zixi was just because of 857’s words, then Tang Zixi’s rejection now truly piqued Zhu Yun’s interest.

She glared at her. “Hmph, woman, you’re very special.”

So, give me your hand!

Damn it, she could already smell the zombie on her arm. If she didn’t get treated soon, she would be preparing her own funeral.

“Hey?! Number 857, should I wait for her to get infected with the virus before I heal her?”

..What a ruthless woman. What a ruthless heart!

“Wait a minute, why can I smell the zombie? And why do I know she’s been infected with the virus?”

Could it be, this is my other trump card?

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