In a simple thatched hut, a woman was lying there with her brows tightly furrowed, as if she had dreamed of something terrible, and her expression was extremely painful.
"No!" a woman screamed.
The next second, the woman sat up, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
When Xiao Zimo, who was practicing writing in the main room, heard the sound, he hurried into the room.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Little Zimo looked at the sweat beads on Bei Yutang's forehead. The little guy stood on tiptoe and wiped her sweat with his sleeves.
Bei Yutang looked at Xiao Moer and the environment he was in, and his consciousness gradually returned.
She is not dead.
She is back.
Bei Yutang was anxious to confirm something, so she softly said to Xiao Zi Mo, "Mo'er, mother is fine. You continue writing."
Xiao Zimo looked at her worriedly, but seeing his mother's eyes, he obediently walked out of the bedroom.
As soon as he left, Bei Yutang asked anxiously, "Feng, is that you?"
She waited nervously.
[Sorry, I'm not Feng. Hello, host, I'm your new system, Ming.]
Bei Yutang's heart sank. She thought of its last words. Her eyes slowly became moist, and she asked in a choked voice, "How is it? Can it be saved?"
If she can survive, it can too.
Ming sensed her innermost thoughts and was reluctant to burst her fantasy, but he still made her understand, "No more. In this world, there will no longer be a system called Wind."
Bei Yutang bit her lips tightly, tears falling from her eyes.
"Why can I survive in that situation, but it can't?"
You are different from it. Some things are better left unseen.
"I want to know."
Are you sure?
Bei Yutang nodded.
[The wind burned the system's original power to fight against the evil system, perishing along with it. Originally, it could have been reborn again, but in order to save your life, it exchanged its own chance for yours.]
"That idiot."
Bei Yutang could no longer control herself and cried.
Ming watched her cry quietly, letting her vent her sadness.
After a while, she finally stopped crying.
"How's Zuo Chen?"
【He is fine, died of old age. 】
Bei Yutang felt relieved when she knew that he was fine, but her heart ached when she thought of that silly and cute Feng.
Although it was dry-tongued and stupid, she never thought of leaving it.
In fact, she has always been grateful for it.
It was it that gave her a second life and it was it that gave her a chance for revenge.
After seeing her calm down, Ming slowly said, "Based on your performance in this mission, the mission satisfaction is currently fifty. Although Li Mengmeng died in the end, it wasn't your fault, so it can't be counted as your contribution. Therefore, the satisfaction rating is fifty, and you receive fifty points."
Bei Yutang listened quietly without responding.
[Do you want to rest or continue the mission? ]
Even though I know what she needs now, as a system, I have to follow procedures.
"Rest." Bei Yutang said in a low voice.
[Okay. The mission will begin in seven days.]
"Yeah." Bei Yutang responded dejectedly.
When she walked out of the inner room, Xiao Zimo immediately put down the pen in his hand and looked at her with concern.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Little Zimo could clearly feel his mother's depressed mood.
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