Chapter 9

[host, why is Sheng Jingheng favoring you or 0? He took the initiative to talk to you!]

Listening to this modest question, Nam Yue smiled and asked back with interest.

How much do you think he should like

[should there be a basic liking? 5 or 10.]

With his hands in his coat pocket, Nanyue crossed the road and walked to the convenience store not far away.

Oh, Xiao Wu, you are still too young

【……】

005 inexplicably felt guilty and turned to ask.

[host, do you really not consider the grand scene of the strategy? I have all his information and secrets that others don't know!]

It's not free, is it

[HMM... it's not expensive. You only need 100 spirit stones to get it!]

100 is not expensive? She did a main task and only gave 100 spirit stones.

South Vietnam sneered, refused cleanly, and then shut down again.

South Vietnam did not care about it. It opened the door of the convenience store and went in. It strolled through rows of shelves. It was both nostalgic and strange.

Finally, I didn't think about what to buy, so I had to go to the cashier and buy some strings of Kanto cooking.

This is the only hot thing in this store.

When he took another bottle of water and went to pay, Nanyue scanned the code according to his memory and looked at his balance.

There are less than six hundred in Alipay and more than 200 in WeChat.

If I remember correctly, there is no money left in the bank card - because she has turned 18 this year and her living expenses have been cut off at home.

What's more, the original art school is a five-year system, with two years left, but the family doesn't plan to pay tuition at all.

It has been more than two months since the beginning of school. The money earned by working in the summer vacation is not enough to pay the tuition. By default, he was dropped out of school.

After sorting out the memory, Nanyue couldn't help but tut. She had no time to manage the cashier's little brother to peek at her flashing eyes, and her ears were a little red.

The convenience store provided a dining space. Instead of going out for a hair dryer, Nanyue sat over and slowly ate the food that had forgotten what the taste was.

While eating, I opened the search engine with my mobile phone. After searching several keywords, I realized one thing.

[Xiao Wu, is this world real?]

[host, were you a modern man before? This should be another parallel world!]

Nanyue nodded thoughtfully. No wonder everything is familiar and a little strange. It seems that it's not just because he left for too long.

However, before she wore it to repair the real world, she really died, and she couldn't go back.

[host, you people who cultivate truth, but can you still calculate divination and look at appearances?]

[yes, I've learned a little. I'm not as proficient as my third senior brother.]

It asked this because Qi Xi and Luo Wenshan were two people, but they were not doomed to disaster for no reason.

It's just that if they are malicious to her, she will repay her by the way.

As for revenge for the original body?

South Vietnam has never thought about it. The original body is cowardly. So far, there is nothing to sympathize with.

However, she asked.

[is the original body really dead?]

[the host can rest assured that the original soul is also included in the wish system and will be put into other worlds according to her ability!]

Your life is not good, but do you want to fulfill your wishes for others?

South Vietnam shrugged, put down his mobile phone and concentrated on eating Kanto cooking.

I wonder if I haven't eaten hot food for a long time. Although it's obviously not very fresh, it's delicious.

When the mobile phone suddenly vibrated, South Vietnam looked at the strange number on the screen, paused, then rowed to answer and put it in his ear.

"Hello, is that Miss Nanyue?"

"It's me."

"I'm Kang Cheng from Hongyu media. I'd like to talk to you about signing the contract. Can one o'clock tomorrow afternoon?"