In her past life, Qu Jian'er suffered from almost all five deficiencies and three lacks. She couldn't hold onto money, so she didn't think about it. She thought she could finally relax and enjoy a life of luxury.

I never expected this.

Having been given a second chance at life, his abilities have plummeted to rock bottom.

She originally intended to swindle a large sum of money from Zuo Chen, but she was so preoccupied with the karmic burdens and yin energy surrounding him that she forgot to ask for a small amount of money. She was only focused on improving her abilities as quickly as possible.

What she didn't know was...

Zuo Chen originally wanted to give Qu Jian'er a large red envelope, but she didn't mention any reward.

He thought Qu Jian'er was indifferent to fame and fortune, and did not care about or care about material possessions.

If only we knew what Zuo Chen was thinking.

Qu Jian'er can only shout: I'm not indifferent to fame and fortune! Please humiliate me with money—

Bai Wei, supporting the woman who looked as if she had missed out on two hundred billion, asked incredulously, "How come you've suddenly lost your mind? Is waking up this early really that unacceptable to you?"

Qu Jian'er looked like she regretted her actions.

Xiao Zhang was all ready and was sitting in the yard waiting.

Meng Qingyang appeared with messy hair, holding a small floral apron and asking, "I'll cook a few meals for you. You can eat on the way or when you get there?"

Heavily in debt, Qu Jian'er said frugally, "Save some food, don't make too much. The crew will definitely provide enough food, we can eat at the crew canteen."

Bai Wei wanted to refuse, but she hesitated for a moment, worried that the food on set wasn't sweet enough: "I want rice balls, add more sugar."

Meng Qingyang blinked and nodded.

He simply cannot accept that Bai Wei, who appears aloof on the surface but is cheerful on the inside, is addicted to sugar.

Just as he couldn't understand why Qu Jian'er, who seemed silly and greedy, could turn into a bloodless demon in a certain moment.

Meng Qingyang covered his face: What kind of people are in this temple? Sure enough, it's the Meng family's beast that's the most normal!

After a while.

The sky, just beginning to lighten, was beautiful yet shrouded in mystery.

Qu Jian'er was pushed and pulled out the door by Bai Wei, unable to straighten her back. She weakly ate her steamed bun, unable to come to terms with the fact that she had missed out on a huge fortune.

Bai Wei, carrying a suitcase, helped Qu Jian'er up: "Wake up, you can sleep in the car."

Xiao Zhang, a tall and burly man, was dragging two automatic suitcases: "The car is here!"

A wisp of smoke drifted slowly in.

A hoverbus glowing green arrives.

The pale green bus stopped in front of the gleaming silver metal bus stop sign, casting a chilling cold over the entire dawn.

Bai Wei took off her sunglasses, revealing a look of utter surprise: "Huh, painting the car fluorescent green? These days, even buses have to rely on eye-catching displays to increase passenger traffic? The competition in the market is getting too fierce."

Just as Bai Wei was telling Xiao Zhang to carry the luggage onto the car, Qu Jian'er reached out and stopped the two of them.

Then.

As if she had been revived, she suddenly lunged forward and kicked the car hard.

The car, whose door was halfway open, paused in surprise.

He slammed the car door shut!

The huge bus trembled under Qu Jian'er's graceful movements.

The scene seemed to freeze at this moment.

Bai Wei's long dress billowed in the wind: "Uh, is my morning temper really that bad?"

Xiao Zhang watched in surprise as the bus zoomed away: "Why did it run off without waiting for us to get on?"

The eerie green floating bus, bearing shoe prints, was moving incredibly fast, as if it wished it could sprout four more magnetic engines!

Its frenzied, mad dash was as if a raging flood or ferocious beast was behind it.

Qu Jian'er, the fierce beast, said expressionlessly, patting his trouser leg: "This car is a bit dirty, let's wait for the next one."

(TεT) Bai Wei/Xiao Zhang: We can talk it over, we can talk it over, let's not resort to violence.

When the normally colored hoverbus appeared, Bai Wei and Xiao Zhang carefully carried their luggage onto the bus.

In the end.

The two sat by the window, keeping a considerable distance from the person who was "quite grumpy in the morning".

Qu Jian'er didn't mind and closed her eyes to doze off.

A few hours later.

We've arrived at a film and television city in the suburbs of Blue Star.

After exiting the expressway and passing through the protective shield, the group witnessed the products of new technology. Nano-protective films and air-raid shields are among the essential features of every city.

Nowadays, interstellar space not only has film studios, but also film planets. However, the variety show that Qu Jian'er wants to participate in requires some equipment from the old film studios.

Bai Wei realized what was happening and, carrying her suitcase, asked, "Is there something wrong with the first car?"

Qu Jian'er nodded, pondering carefully: "Once I've gathered more strength, I'll start claiming territory. That way, I won't have any more foolish creatures wandering around and disturbing my peaceful cultivation."

Throughout history, capable and righteous individuals have often marked out their respective positions. This serves two purposes: first, to deter evil spirits and to protect the people in their communities.

The reason Qu Jian'er hadn't made a move before was not only because she didn't have the money and couldn't muster the enthusiasm, but also because she lacked the ability. She was so frustrated that she even skipped a bowl of porridge for breakfast.

Bai Wei asked, puzzled, "How do you plan to encircle it? Are you going to spend money on equipment and fence off the area?"

Qu Jian'er said, "You'll find out when the time comes."

As he spoke.

The two entered the film and television city.

Xiao Zhang kept up diligently and without complaint.

Qu Jian'er stopped in her tracks. In her eyes, the sky above the film studio was filled with countless black resentful energies, which were only prevented from dissipating by the air-raid shelter...

*＊3＊*

Inside the production crew.

A middle-aged man with a muscular build sat in a chair, holding an electronic script and a mobile phone in his hand.

Director Liu Dahao launched into his phone, saying, "Sun Buhui, stop playing games with me. Who exactly is this person you recommended? I'm telling you in advance, no matter who it is, I won't treat them any differently."

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