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Hello!
Ms. Mo Hongying, you are honored to be selected by us to participate in the system task.
"Why me?" Mo Hongying, who was confused, asked casually and subconsciously.
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The system is randomly bundled, no, no, you meet the requirements very well, and you have super adaptability and responsiveness.
You are selected by the Good Wife System. During each mission, you must act according to the instructions of this system to get generous rewards.
Mo Hongying blinked her delicate peach blossom eyes and gradually adapted to the soft white light in front of her.
The deep peach blossom eyes turned around, the place was empty, it seemed like there was only me.
"Where is this?" Mo Hongying murmured to herself, "I remember the star exploded, I should be dead."
The system's mechanical cold voice sounded again, "You can think of me as a quick travel system. I have no body or senses. The character ∞ that you see directly in front of you can represent me."
Mo Hongying narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the silver-white ∞ characters that kept sliding in front of her. ∞ flashed with shiny gold from time to time.
Mo Hongying stared at ∞ and frowned slightly, "Quick travel system?"
"Yes! The mission is completed, and you still have a chance to live again." The system said in a cold voice.
"Revive my life, can I go back to my original world?" Mo Hongying said as she looked at the system with eyes as deep as black holes, which was very tempting to her.
"Ms. Mo Hongying, you said you were killed by the bomb, so how are you going to get back?" the system said coldly and without warmth.
"Then go back to before the explosion and start the space jump!" Mo Hongying looked at the system with exceptionally bright eyes, her peach blossom eyes showing a smart and shrewd look.
The system simply and coldly spit out two words: "No!"
"Then forget it if you can't work again." Mo Hongying said simply.
"How could you give up so easily!" the system said anxiously.
"Even if I can't live in your world again, I can still be reborn!" The system's mechanical voice coaxed in an exceptionally soft voice.
"I don't want to." Mo Hongying said three words lightly.
"If you don't want to, you will be trapped in this void world forever and die alone." The system said cruelly and coldly.
"Ha... you think I'm afraid, I'm used to being alone." Mo Hongying's dark eyes were like stars in the sky, bright and deep, shining through the gilded light, "Loneliness? It doesn't exist."
As a mecha master, she stayed in the mecha room, accompanied by mechas, and never knew what time was.
Are you still afraid of the void world?
Just like practicing cultivation, the years in the mountains pass easily, while the world has been prosperous for thousands of years.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Mo Hongying has been bound by the system. You have no right to refuse." The cold voice of the system completely broke her thoughts.
"Then what are you talking about with me?" Mo Hongying rolled her eyes gracefully.
"I want you to accept it willingly, so that you can experience the world of fast travel better." The system voice said in an exceptionally soft voice.
"Okay!" Mo Hongying said with calm and gentle eyes, looking at the system with eyes as silent as the deep sea and unpredictable, "Now tell me what exactly does the so-called good wife system do? "
"It's very simple. The Good Wife System helps you become a good wife and a good helper to your husband." The system said happily.
Mo Hongying frowned slightly. As an interstellar thieves, she was used to being a loner, and she was engaged in robbing homes, killing people and stealing goods.
She has never even been a wife. If she was asked to be a good wife to a stranger, Mo Hongying said without thinking, "I can't!"
"So this system will teach you!" The system's mechanical voice made Mo Hongying feel a hint of joy, "It's very simple."
There was always a bad feeling. There really was such a simple system task. Mo Hongying intuitively felt that there was some pit waiting for her ahead.
"What if you don't follow the instructions?" Mo Hongying said with her dark and deep eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the system.
The system said in a cold and arrogant voice, "Excuse me? You have to accept the severe punishment of this system."
"Punishment?" Mo Hongying lowered her eyes slightly to cover the sharp cold light in her eyes, and asked casually, "What kind of punishment?"
"There are various forms of punishment? It depends on the mistakes you made." The system said ruthlessly, "Of course, this system has clear rewards and punishments. Where there are punishments, there are rewards." Then he added, "Now I will send you to experience it for yourself." Throw this troublesome woman out immediately.
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drop……
May this system bring you happiness throughout your life.
Drops... I wish you a happy life in every mission!
The mission is open, now please receive the memory of the heroine of this mission.
"Wow... I have the same name and surname." Mo Hongying raised her eyebrows lightly and began to accept the memory of the heroine of the mission before she could react.
When Mo Hongying opened her eyes, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. She turned her head slightly and looked at the iron single beds on the left and right. The white paint on the bed rails was mottled, revealing the black steel pipes. .
On the washed light blue sheets, one can still vaguely see the red letters on them: Northern First Machinery Manufacturing Factory Staff Hospital.
Mo Hongying was the only one in the entire ward. She was covered with a clean quilt and could smell a faint smell of laundry detergent.
It's just that the cotton core is a little stiff and not very warm.
Mo Hongying looked outside through the clear window, seeing the bare branches flying in the wind.
The New Year has just passed, and it’s still the heating period, but there’s no heat at all in this room and my feet are freezing!
Mo Hongying had the memory of the indigenous people and knew that it was the spring of 1985.
The native is twenty-eight years old and has a lovely eight-year-old daughter, Gu Shanshan.
A husband who is two years older than her is Gu Ziqiang.
Mo Hongying felt her head hurt. She stretched out her hand from the quilt and stroked her forehead. The pain was so painful that she gasped, "Hiss..." It was such a big bag.
I remembered that Mo Hongying had a dispute with Gu Ziqiang, and he pushed him impatiently. He happened to hit the corner of the folded dining table and fainted.
As for why the dispute started... Mo Hongying cursed, "If you come out of Yaya's system, I promise not to beat you to death."
Silence, endless silence, pretending to be dead, right? Just wait for me.
"Divorce, divorce, this life can't be lived." A clear baritone voice came from outside the door!
Mo Hongying recognized the voice. It was Gu Ziqiang, the aborigine's husband.
"Director Ma, look, look, this crazy woman was caught by me." Gu Ziqiang pointed to a few traces of blood on his cheeks with a livid face, "How can I see anyone tomorrow?" How can I explain this to people?”
"Just say it was scratched by a cat!" Director Ma said with experience.
"I don't have a cat at home!" Gu Ziqiang said with a dark face.
"Just say that it doesn't matter who owns the cat in the tube building." Director Ma taught him. Sitting on the bench outside the corridor of the ward, he looked up at the irritable Gu Ziqiang in front of him and said, "Xiao Mo is still lying on the hospital bed. !”
At this time, Gu Ziqiang was a little embarrassed. His thick navy blue cotton coat was torn, the buttons were obviously torn off, and his hair, which he had combed meticulously in the past, was scattered.
