[Sign-In System + Space + Educated Youth + Ancient Martial Arts]
Gu Zuozuo, heir to an ancient martial arts family, was dragged down by a stupid man and ended up transmigrating into a history...
A dense, tingling sensation suddenly emanated from my bones, followed by my eight extraordinary meridians, and then my flesh and skin.
The Marrow Cleansing Pill constantly impacts the body, which, while eliminating toxins, also damages the eight extraordinary meridians.
The function of the spiritual spring is to silently follow behind and continuously repair the places that were injured by the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
One heat, one gentle, circulated continuously within her body, refining her originally pale and frail body time and again. Although she still looked somewhat thin and pale, she was actually gradually becoming healthier and more energetic.
After the final cycle of absorption of the medicine, Gu Zuozuo finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes.
A glint of light flashed across my eyes, a burst of vibrant color in an instant.
"Fourth level of internal strength!"
Gu Zuozuo was overjoyed. In her previous life, it took her five years to reach the fifth level, but now, she had only taken one pill and a drop of spiritual spring water to reach this level. It was indeed a good thing.
What does it taste like?
The sudden stench that filled her nose almost made her gag. She instinctively reached out to cover her nose, but was startled by the thick layer of grime on her hands.
[Host, these are impurities expelled from your body.]
Without needing a system reminder, Gu Zuozuo had already carried the basin of water outside.
[Host, aren't you going to boil water?]
"No"
The water drawn from the well is poured directly over your head, the main point being to cool you down and make you feel refreshed.
The grime was washed away by buckets of clean water, revealing a fairer, more delicate skin underneath.
Tsk, they look exactly the same, so why did my face in my past life look like a flamboyant man-eating flower, while the original owner was a small white flower blooming alone on a cliff? Cold and delicate, yet carrying a hint of stubbornness and resilience that refused to admit defeat.
"She's really good-looking."
In the past, even if she did nothing wrong, outsiders would point at her and say that she looked like a disreputable girl.
Now? With her ethereal and otherworldly appearance, no one should call her a seductive and cheap woman anymore, right?
It is now 1969, and the original owner has just graduated from high school at the age of sixteen.
The original owner of this body seems to have been sent to the countryside in Malutun, Hongxing Commune, Harbin, in northern province, right?
The northernmost part of China is very cold in winter.
It's August now, the peak of autumn harvest season in rural areas, and she's going to the countryside to support rural development in three days.
To be honest, she doesn't know much about this era.
The little bit of common sense she knew came from history books.
However, she was aware that there were still ten years before the college entrance examination was reinstated.
The sun was already high in the sky, silently scorching the earth.
She made a list of what she needed to prepare and prepared daily necessities in advance, which she would mail to the train so that she wouldn't have to suffer on the train with heavy bags.
After taking a refreshing shower, I changed into a low-key gray work outfit, slung a green crossbody bag over my shoulder, and headed out the door.
Despite her unremarkable attire, her exceptionally pure and delicate face constantly drew the attention of those around her.
When she returned, it was still dark outside, so she didn't pay attention to her surroundings.
Now, after looking around for a while, his eyes were filled with undisguised curiosity and interest.
Most of the people coming and going looked pale and thin; there were very few who were overweight.
They were dressed in gray or black T-shirts and black pants, and although their conditions didn't look good, the smiles on their faces were full of enthusiasm, positivity, and vibrant energy that she had never seen in her world.
It seemed to be lunchtime, and many people on the street were carrying lunchboxes and walking quickly home.
She was puzzled by the strange behavior of these people until a woman carrying a lunchbox hurriedly walked past her, and then she realized why they were in such a hurry.
The taste of braised pork.
They must be employees of a nearby machinery factory. It seems the canteen has braised pork today. No wonder they're in such a hurry. They probably rarely get to eat meat, and since it's a rare treat to have braised pork in the canteen, they want to let their children, wives, and husbands at home taste meat.