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"Hmm... Let me finally... What can you do... Wish... OK... Help others ......" a weak voice, intermittent until it disappeared completely. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Drops -

A hurried sound sounded, representing the complete disappearance of life.

In a room filled with the smell of potions, people in white coats bid farewell to the deceased with regretful eyes.

It was a life that was only eighteen years old but had to die because of God's luck.

But even at the last moment, he left a lot for the world.

The doctors and nurses closed their eyes one after another, silently mourning for him,... Fang Bai... Way... Good walk.

On the palm of the doctor's hand, which was not covered by a white coat, was a document that he had signed with his last strength when he had died...... Letter of Intent for Organ Donation.

Really...... Kind people......

"May you ...... In the next life, you can live a safe life. "It's a doctor who believes in science, but I can't help but pray in my heart.

……

In a certain mountain village, the sky has just cleared, and the sound of chickens and dogs has just risen.

"Mother, I'm out."

"Qing'er, be careful on the road."

In a grass hut, a young figure slowly walked out with a sickle.

It was a little girl who looked a little thin, with dark and bright eyes, a beautiful but slightly emaciated face, and a thin body wearing clothes with some patches, but still tattered.

In her previous life, she was called Fang Bai, and after her reincarnation, she was named Fang Qing'er.

Fang Qing'er still remembers that in her previous life, she had to stay in the hospital since she was born because of congenital heart failure, and she died before she was even eighteen years old.

After he died, after an unknown amount of time in that darkness, he opened his eyes again and became a newborn baby.

also has a current name, Fang Qing'er......

Fang Qing'er in this life is not rich, but very poor. Every day is just enough to meet the level of three meals a day. However, she herself is very satisfied.

She has a healthy body, a partner to play with, and a caring parent.

Compared to the previous life, although the family is wealthy, it is destined to leave because of physical reasons, and it is alienated by his parents, unable to leave the hospital, and can only rely on anime, novels, etc.

At least, in this life, she can be happy. That's enough.

There was always a slight smile on her face, which was especially warm on her beautiful face. Today is Fang Qing'er's tenth birthday, and although birthdays have not become very important in this small village, she is very happy.

With a sickle in his hand and a smile on his face that he had always had, Fang Qing'er walked along the path he often walked, walking steadily.

In order not to burden her already poor family, she began to do some small farm work every day since she was five years old, cutting grass and feeding livestock, and after the age of eight, she took on the responsibility of cooking. Now at the age of ten, she is completely accustomed to this kind of life.

I don't know how many times I've been to the back mountain here, so Fang Qing'er easily cut today's grass, tied it with a long rope, and weighed it a little while holding the haystack with her thin little body, and after making sure that she could carry it on her back, she put the bundle of grass on her back with both hands.

"If there are so many, you can almost feed Xiao Hei and Xiao Erhei." Xiao Hei and Xiao Erhei are a cow and a sheep raised by Fang Qing'er's family, and the grass she comes to cut every day is used to feed them.

The small body carried a large bundle of grass on his back, but he did not show the slightest sense of fatigue. Carrying the grass on her back, Fang Qing'er turned around and walked the way she came.

Call......

A gust of wind suddenly blew from behind her, and the cold made her shiver.

Fang Qing'er's body suddenly stopped, and she turned around slightly to look back.

"Strange...", he muttered slightly, how could a small wind make him feel so cold. It's as if it's cold to the heart.

A moment of surprise didn't make Fang Qing'er stop, she just glanced at it slightly, then turned around and wanted to continue.

But...... Suddenly, the stench came, a sour and rotten stench, like the rotten smell of rats that had been dead for many days.

"What's going on......" Fang Qing'er was surprised, and now she clearly felt something different.

A sudden cold, then a sudden stench, a strange situation she had never encountered in nearly a decade of living in this village, but...... That doesn't stop her from feeling bad.

Fang Qing'er, no longer thinking about it, she carried the grass on her back, and hurriedly quickened her pace and planned to go down the mountain to go home.

However, just as she turned around and walked a few steps, a rustling sound sounded violently, and it grew louder and louder right behind her, from far to near.

Something is approaching him, and there is an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

Fang Qing'er suddenly let go of the haystack behind her that she was pulling in her hand, and her body slammed to the side.

The sound of stabbing slammed abruptly.

At the same time, the violent stench came with the smell of blood.

The haystack that was thrown down by Fang Qing'er was torn and crushed by an unknown force, and Fang Qing'er, who jumped to the side, narrowly escaped.

And not far away, she had already raised her head, and she also saw what the mysterious power that attacked her was.

His mouth was wide open, and his face was full of incredulity.

"This kind of ...... Stuff...... How could it be ......" looked at the figure tearing the grass apart in disbelief.

"Zombie !!"

Although the clothes were tattered, it was still possible to see the Qing Dynasty official clothes he was wearing, with abscessed skin, a blue and black face, and sharp and pale fangs.

How can it be...... How can there be such a thing as zombies in the world......

Fang Qing'er didn't want to believe it, but the things in front of her made her unbelievable.

"What to do...... What should I do now......" Looking at the hideous-looking zombie, Fang Qing'er felt a burst of fear in her heart.

Do you hold your breath tightly? Now in this open mountain field, it is impossible for her to hold her breath and leave.

But...... There is no other way. Fang Qing'er could only hold her breath and sit on the ground and retreat.

When Fang Qing'er closed her breath, the zombie didn't go towards her, but the popularity around it didn't choose to leave, the nostrils that were already blue and black and almost hardened, were inhaling the surrounding popularity, like a blind man touching an elephant searching.

But Fang Qing'er's retreat didn't have much effect, for fear that the sound of violent movements would alarm the zombies, she didn't dare to make much movement at all, and now she just retreated a few meters away, and the nervousness and the movements of her body caused her to gradually lose her breath.

The face has started to turn red.

Now that the situation is very urgent, she has two options.

One, let go of your hands, be found by zombies, and kill.

Two, keep holding your breath until you suffocate and pass out and are killed by zombies.

It seems that the outcome has been decided, she ...... It's dead.

A burst of despair swelled up in Fang Qing'er's heart. Will you die?!

"Do you want to be saved?" At the moment of Fang Qing'er's despair, a sudden voice sounded in her ears.

"Who?!"

"Don't ask me who I am, do you want to be saved?"

"Help me...... Anyway, help me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet. "It's completely different from the indifference of her previous life, she has enjoyed happiness in this life, and she still wants to have more happiness, she doesn't want to die yet!

"Well, so be it. Imagine that you can think of power and call it by name. The voice said.

"The power imaginable... Call ...... name"

The short passage of time caused Fang Qing'er to no longer be able to think, and she finally couldn't hold her breath tightly.

Call......

At the moment when Fang Bai exhaled his breath, it was obviously just the breath at the tip of her mouth and nose flowing, but in an instant, the zombie who was sucking in her popularity sensed it.

and immediately locked on to Fang Qing'er's position.

Whew......

It roared like a beast of prey, and pounced quickly.

Fang Qing'er was scared and apprehensive in her heart,...... Only to try. When the zombie was still halfway away, she jerked up her hand and screamed.

"Let me go, HRE."

In Fang Qing'er's previous life, Fang Bai, who had been staying in the hospital, had the most contact with things that gave him a lot of fantasies at that time. Anime! And now, all I can think of is the abilities in those anime that I used to be obsessed with.

Scared, she wanted zombies to stay away from her, and then this ability naturally came to mind.

The HRE Celestial Sign, the ability to create a repulsive field centered on oneself and generate a powerful repulsive force that can exclude everything from oneself.

But.

The whirring sound of running, the whining roar, and the foul smell continued to reach the stunned ears and nose.

Failed.

This thought flashed through her mind, Fang Qing'er didn't have time to ask why, she could only roll to the side in embarrassment, narrowly avoiding the zombie's sharp claws and sharp fangs.

"You...... Lie to me! At this point, she had to take a breath and question.

"I didn't lie to you."

"But there's no power at all."

Just as Fang Qing'er questioned the voice, a whining roar sounded again, and the zombie pounced on her again, so fast. At this speed, Fang Qing'er, who was embarrassed to dodge, just came and adjusted his body, and there was no way to dodge at all.

Are you going to die?

The glimmer of hope that had just risen because of the voice turned into a thick despair.

"I didn't lie to you, you weren't good enough to manipulate that power. Quickly use a word that is more capable of manipulating that power. Seeing the crisis, the voice suddenly conveyed in Fang Qing'er's heart.

Fang Qing'er couldn't answer anymore.

The zombies are getting closer.

The stench, the smell of blood, is extremely puffed in the nose.

Can't think about it, there's no time to think about it anymore. I can only believe it one last time.

Fang Qing'er closed her eyes tightly, and she was able to control the power of the spirit of speech...... I can only try that.

At the moment when the zombie was already close to her face, she stretched out her hands, right in front of the zombie.

"My pain is above you!"

"HRE Celestial Sign!"

Disheveled! A powerful force came in an instant. Everything around was centered on Fang Qing'er, bounced in all directions, and with a whoosh, something was bounced out, and I don't know where it flew.

At the same time.

"The contract is established, the merit and spirit exchange system is opened, and the system elf Honghong is at your service, my master."