Chapter 495: The President's Cannon Fodder's Sister of First Love 1
Returning to the inhabited world, Lin Xiaoman hurriedly glanced at his strength state.
'Strength: Grade A. Soul source: 55%, soul power: 3354 silk. ’
After a rough calculation, Lin Xiaoman knew that after the task was completed, she took no less than 1500A of soul power.
Harvest abundantly!
Hurry up and cultivate.
I don't know how long it will take, the feeling of fullness disappears, Lin Xiaoman finished his cultivation, pulled out the system interface and opened his attribute interface.
'Tasker Number: 666. ’
'Codename: Kobayashi'
'Strength: Grade A. Soul source: 70%, soul power: 356 silks. ’
'Mission Completed: 10'
'Possession of Items: Tasker's Handbook......'
'Sheltered World: First World, C-8712. Second World, B-92541. ’
What is Getting Rich Overnight?
That's getting rich overnight!
With only 30% of her progress left, she will be able to upgrade to S!
Stepping into the S-class, will revenge be far away?
Come on, you're the best!
Lin Xiaoman turned to the task interface with great enthusiasm.
'Normal Quest'
'Disaster Day, B-Class World'
'Paranoid Boyfriend, C-Class World'
'The eldest daughter of cannon fodder, C-class world'
Tsk, the task level is so low, Lin Xiaoman is not interested at all.
'Smash it, help me keep an eye on it, ordinary tasks have A-level or S-level brushes out, call me immediately! ’
666: 'Yes, master. ’
As soon as the page was flipped, Lin Xiaoman came to the mall interface, 'Mall balance: 82S 121A'
Yo, I picked up 50S money in the last world, so it's good to open the forest, so, buy it!
100A 'A-level memory storage grid', she has worked hard to learn a hundred years of knowledge, but she can't return it all to the teacher in a blink of an eye because of time.
Memories survive.
After checking his system interface for a while, Lin Xiaoman called out to the sky, "Xiaoyun, are you there?" ’
As soon as he shouted like this, an invisible sense of peeping immediately came up.
Little Cloud: 'Hello, Lord Kobayashi, welcome back. ’
Lin Xiaoman: 'Xiaoyunduo, is your master back?' ’
Little Cloud: 'Unfortunately, we can't reach the owner at this time. ’
With a sigh in his heart, Lin Xiaoman was a little suspicious, 93 wouldn't be hanging, right? Or is it a ranked battle, which is to be fought to the end of the day?
Shaking his head, Lin Xiaoman threw out the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind.
Lin Xiaoman: 'By the way, Xiaoyunduo, how long have I been gone?' ’
Because his doppelganger is still there, Lin Xiaoman estimates that the time is not so long.
Little Cloud: 'You've been gone for three years and seven months. ’
What? How fast was the flow last time? Lin Xiaoman was a little surprised, and then the gossip heart burned again.
Lin Xiaoman: 'Well, how are Liu Hui and Yun Wenyao, can I see their follow-up?' ’
Little Cloud: 'Okay, please receive the information. ’
Lin Xiaoman immediately received a 360-degree movie shot without dead ends. In the spirit of eating melons, Lin Xiaoman watched it with relish.
Looking at it, Lin Xiaoman realized that he was wrong, sadomasochism was deep and then HAPPY, this kind of detachment from reality did not happen in the end.
At the beginning, for Liu Hui, Yun Wenyao felt guilty and feelings that he was not aware of, but in the face of Liu Hui's hateful abuse of him, 'You murderer' and 'You wolf-hearted, dog-hearted and ungrateful white-eyed wolf'......
I have seen a lot of resentment and hatred on the face, but as long as he is a normal person, he will not stick a hot face on a cold ass for a long time, Yun Wenyao is obviously a normal man, and that bit of guilt and feelings will slowly cool down.
Then, the new emperor of Shen reused, as the successor of Yun Taifu, it was impossible for Yun Wenyao not to marry, so Liu Hui 'died' for three years, as soon as the mourning period came out, Yun Wenyao married another, and the woman was a powerful minister who was somewhat similar to Chen Shuyi, and everyone was beautiful.
Although the story has no ending, Lin Xiaoman also saw some signs, since he got married, Yun Wenyao no longer went to Liu Hui's suburban village......
After the gossip was over, Lin Xiaoman went to tie up her doppelganger again, and then went to another world to tie up again.
When he came back from a busy lap, there was still no A-level task, and Lin Xiaoman couldn't help his itchy hands a little.
Since there is none, create your own!
Anyway, I got 50S in the last world, and I waited for 500A!
So, 'Refresh (10 Silk A-rank Soul Power/time)'
Press decisively!
The interface flashed.
C/B/D
Brush again!
B/B/E
Brush again!
B/D/D
Lin Xiaoman: ......
Yoh? She doesn't believe in this evil, she doesn't believe that she can't brush A-level tasks!
Brush Brush Brush ......
Finally, jumped out of a 'A', without even looking at the name, Lin Xiaoman played his fastest hand speed and grabbed it!
Ordinary crossing, arrived at the scene safely, just opened his eyes, and saw that it was a hand, and he was still holding a ...... A green two-dollar coin.
"A pickle bun, a meat bun, and a cup of soy milk."
Lin Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and the person next to him quickly brushed a few times, and handed out the buns and soy milk in the bag, and said to her at the same time, "Xiaoqiu, what's the daze, look for money." ”
Lin Xiaoman came back to his senses, hurriedly took the two yuan, and without thinking, he reflexively threw the money into the money drawer and took 2 coins from it at the same time, handed them over, and instinctively said, "Find you 2 cents, put it away." ”
"Boss, 2 meat buns, 2 cups of soy milk."
"I want 1 bun of greens, 1 bun of bean paste, and, a bottle of milk."
"Okay, give it."
……
At most, there are seven or eight square meters, there are big steamers, steaming, one cage is full of buns, and there are soy milk, milk, soda and other drinks on the old and dilapidated sales counter.
This is a typical small bun shop.
And she sells steamed buns!
The middle-aged aunt next to her, who was quickly loading buns for customers, estimated to be her mother.
Quickly extracting important information, Lin Xiaoman relied on the instinct left over from the original owner, and began to collect money, find money, collect money, and find money......
Well, she is responsible for collecting money, and her mother is responsible for delivery, and the division of labor is clear.
This is a pure cash era without a certain treasure and a certain letter, and the price is still very low, a big meat bag only costs eight cents!
After more than an hour of busyness, the business was deserted, and there were not many buns left in the big steamer.
As the last customer in front of the store left with something, the middle-aged woman took off her cloth mask, picked up a towel under the counter, wiped her face, and said in a concerned tone, "Xiaoqiu, are you tired, are you hungry?" Take your own food, go inside the house to rest, and sleep for a while. Now there are few people, and my mother is not busy alone. ”
"Hmm." Lin Xiaoman responded, pulled a plastic bag, opened the big steamer in front of him without picking, took two buns casually, and took a bottle of boxed milk, and walked inside.
Across a curtain, there was also a large table in the shop, which was full of flour, apparently a place to make steamed buns.
There was a staircase against the wall, Lin Xiaoman walked up step by step, and upstairs was a narrow attic, obviously where the two lived.
After finding a stool to sit on and making sure that the environment was safe, Lin Xiaoman immediately felt heartbroken, "Smash, how many times have I just brushed it?" ’
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