"Let's go, let's get on the mission. Yiling took Qu Ling's hand.

After a period of dizziness, when he opened his eyes again, Qu Lingyuan slightly blocked the sudden bright light with his hand, and looked at his raised arm in a daze.

"What? Yiling didn't open his mouth, and the voice sounded directly in Qu Ling's skull.

"It's not much, it's just that I suddenly feel that it's good to have a physical body, and my soul state has been fluttering before, and I can't step on the ground, as if something is missing. Qu Lingyuan comprehended and communicated with Yiling with his consciousness, and said with a wry smile.

Originally, it didn't hurt to feel dead, but now it seems that she still prefers to live?

Yiling rolled his eyes: "You have been a human for more than ten years, and you suddenly became a ghost, of course you don't adapt to it." ”

Qu Ling Kite can not be denied, hugging his chest and looking around the environment.

She was now sitting on the bed, her knees covered with a thin quilt of silk, her little hands as soft as bones were pale, and the layers of hanging splensine tents separated the bed from the room, and she couldn't see the outside.

Qu Ling Kite leaned over and wanted to lift the veil tent, but she didn't want to move violently, which caused a pang.

What kind of body is this!?

"This is your character in this world, the eldest princess of Yueyun who suffers from congenital heart disease. Yiling explained in due course.

"Congenital heart disease! Then I can only take the route of a weak girl and a weak willow to help the wind. Qu Lingkite only felt that his brain had exploded when he heard it, and it seemed that this world was basically out of the way to play.

"Very mild congenital heart disease is not a big problem, and it does not affect life expectancy very much, in addition, each mission can give you an additional skill, but the skill is random, you can choose to draw or give up. Yiling's answer was very formulaic.

"Extra skills?" Qu Lingkite didn't understand too much, "What's that?"

The number of skills in the skill library is as high as tens of thousands, there are more anti-natural skills, such as creation, you can create what you want out of thin air, there are also more ordinary skills, such as rapid healing, you can quickly heal wounds when injured, and more chicken skills, such as master chefs... I don't need to explain this, right?" Yi Ling explained to Qu Ling Kite like a few treasures, obviously proficient in business.

Qu Lingkite nodded as if she didn't understand: "In other words, which one is drawn, it all depends on luck?"

"That's right. Yiling replied in the affirmative.

Taking a deep breath, Qu Lingyuan said very bottomlessly: "If you don't smoke white, it's better than nothing..."

"Good. Yiling waved his little hand and unfolded a light screen in front of Qu Ling Kite, with many turned cards on it for Qu Ling Kite to draw, "Come, pick one?"

"What about such a high-tech?" Qu Lingyuan's eyes lit up, the light screen, the future technology.

Yi Ling held a proud little appearance, raised his chin and snorted coldly: "Do you think we will be like your indigenous human world?"

Aborigine...

The development of science and technology in the 21 st century is already very powerful, right? The speed of human development has been so fast that it can be described as the speed of light, right? In a century, the upgrading of scientific and technological products is even faster than the speed at which new products are produced after only one is bought, and it can still be said to be indigenous!

Deciding not to entangle with Yiling for now, Qu Lingyuan closed his eyes and flipped over a card casually.

"How... How is it?" Qu Ling, who was very unconfident in his luck, did not dare to open his eyes.

recalled that she once played a certain "tickle mouse" game, and every time she drew a ticket, she always looked like a bear, and finally gave up the game because the African aura was too strong.

"It's not bad, you still have to have a little confidence in yourself. Yiling patted Qu Lingqiu's shoulder in an old-fashioned manner, signaling her to open her eyes.

"Refining?" Qu Lingyuan looked at it, and felt that his brain was knotted.

"This is a very useful skill, for example, you can extract chemicals from some specific things without any props, this is the ancient world, people can say that they have no understanding of chemistry, if it is used to harm people... Hehe, you know what I mean, right?" Yiling smiled sinisterly.

“...... Got it. ”

Refine... But this skill doesn't seem to be good for congenital heart disease, right? But it's also the same reason, congenital heart disease always has to be treated by surgery, and any skill is useless, unless you have surgical skills.

But then again, with her surgical skills, she can't cut open her chest, right?

After being silent for a while, Qu Lingyuan raised her hand thoughtfully...

"What are you doing? extracting oxygen???" Yiling admired the brain circuitry of the new tasker.

Qu Lingyuan nodded: "Congenital heart disease will be hypoxic, as soon as there is a lack of oxygen, it will be difficult to breathe and chest tightness, I don't want to pant like I did just now." ”

As he spoke, he opened the tent while supplying himself with oxygen.

The palace maid who was guarding outside the bed immediately came over to help: "Princess, you have something to call us, why do you do it yourself." ”

Qu Ling was silent, can't she even pull the curtain herself? Is this a congenital heart disease, or does she have limbs?

"Hongu wants to go out for a walk. Qu Lingkite couldn't help but say that he was ready to get out of bed.

The palace maid hurriedly stopped: "Princess, your body..."

Qu Lingyuan had a resolute attitude, and what other tasks did he do when he lay on this bed every day: "It's okay, put on shoes for the palace." ”

"Yes. The palace maid had no choice but to obey.

At this time, Qu Lingyuan, who was enjoying the service, was still quietly communicating with Yiling.

"It's very fast to enter the play," Yiling nodded with satisfaction, "I'll give you the previous plot, you can take it." ”

"Good. ”

As soon as Qu Lingkite's words fell, his brain hurt by the plot that ran into it.

After being waited for to change her clothes, she moved to the chair in front of the dresser, and asked the palace maid to dress her up while she closed and digested the data.