Yan Qingyi''s soul was pulled into the space by 003.

    The surrounding area is white, just like the ward that smells of disinfectant.

    A light board appeared on the white wall in front of her, and that light board was her message.

    Name: Yan Qingyi

    Gender: Female

    Intelligence: 51 (can be increased)

    Appearance: 17 (can be increased)

    Stamina: 10 (can be increased)

    Force: 0.8 (can be increased)

    Health: 1

    Specialty: Medicine

    Charisma: 3 (can be increased)

    Yan Qingyi was still immersed in Shen Jingyuan''s death, and was suddenly pulled into the space by 003, and some did not react. When she regained consciousness, she saw her own message on the light board.

    "My intelligence has grown, my health has also increased, and my appearance..."

    Although it is long, it is not long, right? The last time she came back here, her health was 0.9, but now it''s only 0.1. When will it be full?

    [Every time you do a task, these values ??will change. 】

    "Oh, why does it grow so slow?"

    [This has a lot to do with your quest. The harder the quest, the greater the value. 】

    It turns out that this is the case. According to 003, the first two tasks she received were very simple, so these values ??are so pitiful?

    "Then can I take on a difficult task? Because those values ??will grow faster in this way, I want to challenge it, okay?"

    [Host, let me make it clear first, once you take on a difficult-level mission, you must complete it. If you go back on it halfway, or the mission is not completed, all of your values ??will be reset to zero. Have you considered? 】

    Yan Qingyi thought about it for a long time. Instead of 0.1, it is better to fight. Anyway, there are not many values ??now. If the task is completed, the rally will be very impressive!

    "I figured it out, let''s get started."

    【it is good. 】

    [Loading the next world... The loading is complete. 】

    ...

    Yan Qingyi''s eyes went dark, and her whole soul was pulled to a dark place by 003. When she opened her eyes again, she saw an antique room, among which, the room above her head was thicker than a tea jar. Liang is very conspicuous!

    "This is……"

    When Yan Qingyi was surprised, all the information about this body came from his brain.

    The name of this body is Wu Qingyi, which is different from Yan Qingyi''s name. She is the youngest daughter of a merchant''s family. She is sixteen years old this year, which is the year of the broken melon.

    There is only one father in the family who is over 40 years old. The mother died when she gave birth to the youngest daughter. Now there is no one else in the family except a father who is in business. Originally there were three brothers and sisters, but at the beginning of last year, the eldest sister married a wealthy businessman in the Western Regions. At the beginning of this year, the second sister liked a scholar outside the city, so she also married his wife. The third brother was dragged to join the army for a few months, but he has not returned, not even a letter from his family has been sent back, his life and death are uncertain.

    Therefore, Wu Jia now only has Wu Qingyi and Wu Jia two fathers and daughters.

    Because the two older sisters are married and the third brother has joined the army, Wu Jia is very fond of this little daughter. On weekdays, he will give her something delicious, and also give her something good to wear. superior.

    After all, this daughter is his only support and sustenance. Who doesn''t he spoil her?

    The year before last, the third son of Hou Ye saw that Wu Qingyi looked good, so he found a matchmaker to match, because Wu Jia did not want his sixteen-year-old daughter to marry, so he did not agree.

    The other party is Wei Junchang, the third son of Lord Hou, a well-known little bully in Jinling. Seeing that the matchmaker said that he would not be married, he would find someone behind his back to snatch him.

    This Wu Jia is not a soft persimmon. That night, he directly asked the servants to beat the little people who came to snatch the goods and clothes to death with random sticks.