[Host~ Congratulations on completing the third world. Emotional detachment in progress...]

[You have won the wholehearted love of the male lead, Yin Jiuxiao, and are rewarded with 1000 points.]

[Complete the original owner's wish with double the reward, 5000 points.]

Having lived to the ripe old age of ninety in this lifetime, and having transformed from an aged body into a youthful one, Zi Xi was still somewhat disoriented upon returning to the system space.

[You're amazing, Host! You're the chosen one! I admire you so much!]

Your image in my heart is simply magnificent!

"You admire me that much? Then come with me in the next world and experience my greatness firsthand?"

Zi Xi stretched and sat in the seemingly endless empty space, teasing the system.

He's all talk and no action, but in reality, he's a useless bum who can't do anything right.

【That's not necessary... It's just that my level isn't high enough to accompany you into the small world! It's definitely not because I'm lazy!!】

The system is limp. It feels that the host seems to look down on it a little, and it wants to express that it is a hardworking system!

Although it was almost beyond repair, unexpectedly, it found such a powerful host!

Of course, it can't let the host know this; it still needs to maintain its image!

"I understand, I understand everything, you little piece of trash, get out of here."

Zi Xi found a comfortable position and lay down, then began to spend her newly acquired points in the system's online store.

The "Number One Under Heaven" and "Dual Cultivation of Poison and Medicine" skills I bought in the last world are still very useful; otherwise, Yin Jiuxiao wouldn't have been able to subdue several neighboring enemy countries so quickly.

There are still two skills that grant immense strength remaining, while the three pills for multiple pregnancies are temporarily useless.

Although she needed to buy something to protect herself, Zi Xi was still tempted by the small homestead in the system shop that cost 5,000 points.

Although the small home is time-limited, and can only be used after renting fifty small worlds with subsequent points, and the points to buy it are extremely expensive, Zi Xi still couldn't help but be tempted.

A home is an independent space, just like in a farm game, where you can create your own beautiful little home.

And most importantly, the description says that the food produced inside is very delicious.

Although it sounds a bit like an advertisement, there are almost no Chinese people who don't like farming and good food.

However, Zi Xi hesitated, as she might not be able to use every one of the fifty small worlds.

Even if you don't need it, make sure you use it!

I love to eat here, so I'll rent it!

The fact that the original owner's wish granted so many points suggests that this wish is related to the development of the world.

It must be because the later development of the imperial examination system allowed women to take the exams, which increased the number of people selected for talent several times over, thus promoting the development of the small world.

But the difficulty level was too high. Zi Xi touched her neck with a heavy heart. She was almost strangled to death!

"Let's start drawing from the world!"

Zi Xi silently prayed that the next world would be a better one!

Zi Xi fiddled with the spinning needle, and it stopped spinning after five seconds.

*

At the opening ceremony of the First Academy of the Star Federation, Ai Qingyan adjusted the angle of her hair clip in front of the iris mirror in the dressing room, and styled her light golden hair into a low galaxy bun, a style popular thirty years ago.

The curve of the girl's neck in the mirror is exactly the same as that of the oil painting "Lady Under the Stars" in the memorial hall that opened fifty years after the previous life of the Luo family.

"Luo Ming was only seven years old when Madam Luo passed away."

"Psychology textbooks say that humans will always fall in love with the warmest shadows in their childhood memories."

She practiced a tearful smile at the air, her fingertips tracing the red mole she had deliberately drawn on her collarbone.