Suddenly, she found another arrow on the table, with "communication tool between hosts" written on it.

Her heart tightened. Are there other hosts?

Yes, how could she be the only host?

Chu Qi was a little nervous as she hadn't communicated with anyone for a long time. She touched the arrow.

A line of red font covered the "host-to-host communication tool":

"Warm reminder: Advanced hosts do not have communication privileges, please work hard to upgrade to a senior host."

[Host's current number of completed tasks: 13 (Advanced Novice)]

Chu Qi: “…”

She had to regretfully give up the idea of ​​finding someone to communicate with.

after a while.

[Ding, the host's stay time has expired, and now we are entering the mission world...]

....

When she regained consciousness, Chu Qi found herself lying on a hard bed.

This is a very dilapidated thatched house.

There were drafts on all sides and there was a hole in the roof.

A little bird was peeking out from the roof, holding a lot of straw in its mouth. Its cute appearance made her smile unconsciously...

A voice like a yellow warbler came from outside the house: "Mom, you go and have a rest, I'll take care of it."

"Alas, I am old and my bones are useless," an old voice replied, "Mom, go into the house and take a nap. You can wake me up and cook later..."

Chu Qi closed her eyes and began to accept the memory.

.....

This is an imaginary ancient plane.

The original owner was a...gambler.