Sunlight shone on the ground, making the smooth pebbles reflect light.

Xiao He looked at the reflection in the pebble.

Although it is blurry and indistinct, you can still make out the outline of a girl.

...

My name is Xiao He, male, 16 years old.

I am now a girl, and I just turned sixteen.

At first, whether it was coming to this other world or becoming a girl, I only treated it all as a game.

But now, I can no longer quit this game.

This didn't happen suddenly; it seems like it happened a long time ago.

It took me a long time to accept it.

It's fine if she's a girl.

After all, I really don't want to die so young.

And I quite like the "superpowers" of this world.

I also want to be like the protagonists in those books, holding the sun and moon in my hands and plucking stars from the sky, experiencing the ups and downs of fortune.

Instead of a bento box that won't last more than two days.

I don't expect to live forever or be immortal across countless worlds. Being a third-rate supporting character and surviving for more than two hundred chapters would be fine too.

I have about two more years here.

I have no choice but to level up, level up, and level up.

If this mission is completed successfully, I can live for another three thousand chapters without any problem.

But two years is really too short.

Even if I grinded endless monsters without moving, and spent two years grinding non-stop, I still wouldn't reach level 90.

I am completely lost.

In order to trigger the appropriate Netherworld quest, I can only choose to participate in large-scale wars.

But that's only if you reach level 61 and become a senior priest.

Yesterday I broke through to level 51, and I'm still a full ten levels away from that goal.

I have to leave the city once the lockdown is lifted this week.

...

Xiao He silently raised his head and gazed into the distance outside the city.

The continent of Nuojin is becoming increasingly dangerous, and the situation on other continents is probably no better.

The monsters are constantly devouring and evolving each other, and even more ancient undead are constantly being resurrected.

"There are clearly ten elemental gods, so why is it that this God of Life is the one who causes so much trouble?"

Xiao He, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.

Jinling cautiously waved her hand in front of him.

"Hmm?" Xiao He came back to his senses.

"I said, shall we go back?"

Jinling seemed to have figured it out long ago, and regained her usual cheerfulness.

"Oh," Xiao He replied as he stood up.

As soon as the two strolled out of the small garden, they saw Jia Bo and Wang Xuefeng already waiting in front of them.

It seems that with Wang Xuefeng's "personal guidance," Jia Bo is much more natural now.

"Ling'er, why don't you stay and have dinner with Mom and Dad today?"

"What?" Jinling didn't react for a moment.

"Then we'll head back first, no need to see us off." Wang Xuefeng took Xiao He's hand as he walked up to them, as if they had agreed beforehand, and waved to the two of them at the same time.

Jia Bo didn't stand on ceremony, waving and laughing as he called out, "Come again next time."

Jinling couldn't help but look at him strangely, wondering what he was up to.

-

The south of the city is more prosperous than the north, with crisscrossing commercial streets.

After a morning of rest, the two had recovered their strength considerably and were having a cheap lunch along the street.

"Beep beep, beep beep..."

A special notification sound rang in his mind, and Xiao He immediately became alert.

This is an automatic scanning program set up by Yang Xing; the target of the scan is "magic potion".

Following the system's guidance, Xiao He quietly found the "source," only to discover that the objects of the planting were actually three children.

But judging from their attire, they didn't seem to be residents of the city; they looked more like people who had run away from the refugee camp to have fun.

"Did you still make the move..." Xiao He frowned slightly.

The new refugee camp is located at the foot of the city wall in the southwest, in a very remote corner according to the map.

Because the life element has been stripped away, even potions cannot take effect during this period.

Xiao He had no way to deal with this.

Even Yang Xing was unable to develop an "antidote," which is already a separate field of knowledge.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xuefeng asked, sensing something was amiss.

Xiao He shook his head: "That criminal priest will still target the refugee camp."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuefeng pondered for a moment, then suggested, "We're currently in the south of the city, why don't we go around and take a look later?"

"Alright."

After the two finished lunch, Xiao He drove them to the outside of the refugee area.

Looking around, apart from the relatively dense crowd, everything else seemed normal.

However, just as the two approached the camp entrance, Xiao He's mind was suddenly filled with a loud notification sound, forcing him to turn it off.

"I ran into someone I know," Wang Xuefeng said.

Xiao He asked in confusion, "Who?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a girl wearing the same Cloud School uniform stepped out from the crowd.

"It's you?" Xiao He couldn't recall her name for a moment.

The girl approached the two, her gaze landing on Xiao He: "Xiao He?"

"What are you doing here?" the two asked in unison.

"The dean sent me to investigate," the girl replied.

Xiao He paused for a moment, then finally remembered her name: "Xiao Ai? The student representative from the previous year's Department of Life Sciences?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Any clues?"

"You don't need to know, this is my own business." Xiao Ai remained cold and aloof.

Upon seeing this, Xiao He felt a sense of bewilderment.

I wanted to exchange information amicably, but the other side didn't give me that opportunity at all.

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