Just when Damimi was puzzled, a dog bark woke her up, and then she saw a man carrying vegetables passing by her, and when she saw that her face was covered with blood, she was so frightened that she fell to the ground, and the basket full of cabbage was spilled on the ground, but the man did not care about anything, and ran away with a small cry in his mouth.

Dami looked at the man who ran away, then squatted down to pick up the cabbage on the ground, tore off a small petal, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a while. It turned out that I really came out. But where is my uncle?

Thinking of this, Dami ran like crazy, passing through the familiar and unfamiliar alleys. Every alley here seems so familiar, it seems that this is the place where I and my uncle have to walk several times a day.

Damimi's hair was messy, and her shoes ran off. But she continued to run without noticing, and she ran to the familiar door, the one that she had to enter and exit several times a day. Seeing the familiar gate, Damimi had a happy expression on his face and slapped it hard towards the gate.

"Who, knocking on the door so early, don't you know if you want to tell your fortune and come back after nine o'clock?" the visitor muttered as he opened the door.

Dami looked at the middle-aged woman who opened the door, shook her head in disappointment, and then pushed the middle-aged woman away, and ran into the door in the middle-aged woman's screams, trying to find the man she longed to see...

At the same time that Dami was frantically looking for Yang Yifan, Yang Yifan also stood under the big locust tree, staring blankly at the place where Dami disappeared until a long, long time...

Until the system beep rings in my head again.

"Ding, the host has 12 hours left in its life, please deal with the aftermath as soon as possible. ”

Scold... The system calls itself ready for the future, and now even it is not optimistic about itself?

Yang Yifan dug a deep pit under the big locust tree with a simple knife, spread a futon at the bottom of the pit and put a pillow on it, and lay down like that. A simple timer device was also made outside the pit, and after only 12 hours, the soil dug out on it would be overturned again, and Yang Yifan's already cold body would be buried in this strange Tumen Village.

In the last 12 hours, Yang Yifan had a lot of thoughts, and his mind crossed the bits and pieces of his life experience like watching a movie. The first to appear are parents with graying hair, who don't know how heartbroken they will be when they die. There are also Lin Wanrong and Xu Mubai, two bad friends, I don't know if they will take the university entrance examination, or directly take over their parents' company, or mix a pheasant college diploma, and then drive a luxury car to live in a luxury house and become an Internet celebrity.

Then there were beautiful and moving girl figures, which emerged from his mind like a horse. Chu Ruoyi, the neighbor of the childhood sweetheart, the dignified and elegant Lan Shiyun at the same table, the stupid Fan Zetang, and the veritable Damimi...

Hey, that's fine. Huaguo is a monogamous country, and it is impossible for him to marry several of their girls at the same time. I used to always worry about this problem.,Well, now that I'm dead, I don't have to think about which one of them to choose.。。。 Maybe each of them will have their own life in the future and find their true happiness.

Yang Yifan thought about it for a long time underground, and the closer he got to death, the calmer his mood became. Parents, friends and lovers are now far away in Chiyue, and I am now alone in this strange place, quietly waiting for death, this feeling is really amazing.

Damimi is also gone, but I really want to find someone to say my last words!

By the way, I almost forgot that I still have a system!

"Hey, the system is out chatting!"

System... obviously regarded Yang Yifan's words as a fart.

"Hey, system, I suddenly found a problem. When I first got you, you seemed to have released a main quest, and there was a mysterious reward for reaching level 10, but what about my reward?

The system was silent for a while, and just when Yang Yifan thought he was being right, the system suddenly spoke. "Isn't it a reward to be able to unlock the Wheel of Fortune when you reach level 10? ”

What does this mean? The system seems to be prompting itself of something? Is it the result of the operation of the system, or can the system selectively draw the lottery to a certain extent, giving itself the reward that it needs most at that time?

Yang Yifan suddenly became excited when he heard this, and asked the system loudly. "Do you have a way to make up for my loss of vitality and keep me alive!?"

The system was silent again, but this time it was quickly renewed. "The system has 900 million ways to make up for the host's vitality, and even if the host dies, the system has hundreds of millions of ways to resurrect the host. ”

It turns out that the system is so hanging, why didn't I find out for so long, and I didn't ask for it earlier. Thinking of this, Yang Yifan felt that his heart was about to jump out, and sat up from the ground and asked urgently. "Then you can help me recover!"

"The host doesn't have what it takes to recover for you. ”

When Yang Yifan heard this, he was like being struck by lightning, and only after a while did he lie back in the pit with a wry smile. I know that this system is rigid to death, how can I recover myself like this. After calming down, Yang Yifan continued to ask the system.

"I'm going to die in a few hours, I wonder if when I'm dead, will you disappear with me, or will you go outside again to find a new host?"

"The mission of the system is to train the host to become the strongest person on the earth, and the system will not disappear if this goal is not reached. ”

Really... The system will not be pulled on its own back.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan suddenly lost the *** to talk to the system again, closed his mouth tightly, and at the same time closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.

"A word of caution to the host, even at the last second, don't give up. This is the quality that a strong person should have. Think about it a little more and maybe find something that will help you. ”

Shenma? I'm going to die, what's the use of telling me this? It's better to help yourself recover directly. But Yang Yifan also knew that the system was just a rigid program, it would only execute according to preset commands, and it was impossible to bargain with Yang Yifan. Hey, but since it says so, does it really have any hope of survival?

Let's see if there's anything useful in your package. A bottle of gold sore medicine, a Pu knife, a pistol, a lucky wheel, and a yellow-level skeleton. This is all the things produced by the system in Yang Yifan's package.

The Pu knife and pistol are useless, and the yellow-level skeleton is used for tasks, and he can't use it himself. Gold sore medicine can only restore blood volume, but it can't restore vitality, and it is useless. Then there is only one big turntable left.

Don't... The system reminds itself that it's because of it?!

Thinking of this, a possibility suddenly flashed in Yang Yifan's mind, whether the system would be like before. I needed to hide my identity, so I drew the karma hat. So if you need to restore your vitality and increase your life now, will the system help you draw it?!

As soon as his mind moved, the lucky wheel in the package appeared in Yang Yifan's hand. Looking at the big turntable in his hand, Yang Yifan suddenly wanted to see through the fog on the lattice to see which of the one hundred and eight lattices was his own way of life...

But maybe this way, the system can choose what suits itself better. Yang Yifan suddenly felt that he had never been so grateful for the black-box operation. And the last time, it was when the elementary school teacher appointed him as a member of the study committee.