"Let's go, let's start the mission." Yi Ling stepped forward and held Qu Lingyuan's hand.
Both of them looked translucent, but surprisingly, they did not show through the model.
After a period of dizziness, when Qu Lingyuan opened her eyes again, she used her hand to slightly block the sudden bright light and stared at her raised arm in a daze.
"What's wrong?" Yi Ling didn't open his mouth, but his voice sounded directly in Qu Lingyuan's head.
"Nothing, I just suddenly felt how nice it was to have a physical body. Before, my soul was always floating and I couldn't touch the ground, as if something was missing." Qu Lingyuan understood the method of communicating with thoughts and said to Yi Ling with a wry smile.
Originally she felt that there was nothing wrong with dying, but now it seems that she still prefers to be alive?
Yi Ling rolled his eyes. "You've been a human for more than ten years, and suddenly you become a ghost. It's normal for you to feel uncomfortable."
Qu Lingyuan couldn't deny it, and looked around with her arms crossed.
She sat on the sandalwood step-out bed, her legs covered by a thin silk quilt, her soft and boneless hands exuding a paleness. The layers of draped gauze curtains separated the bed from the room, making it impossible to see what was outside.
Qu Lingyuan leaned forward to lift the gauze curtain, but unexpectedly the sudden movement caused her to gasp.
What kind of body is this!?
"This is your character in this world, Princess Yueyun who suffers from congenital heart disease." Yi Ling explained at the right time.
"Congenital heart disease? This character setting... then I can only go the route of being weak and vulnerable." Qu Lingyuan had a headache. It seemed that there was basically no chance for her to have fun in this world.
"It's a very mild congenital heart disease and it doesn't cause any big problems. It won't affect your lifespan much. In addition, each mission will give you an extra skill, but the skills are random and you can choose to take them or give them up." Yi Ling gave a formulaic answer.
"Extra skills?" Qu Lingyuan didn't quite understand. "What is that?"
"Literally, there are tens of thousands of skills in the skill library. There are some incredible skills, such as creation, which allows you to create what you want out of thin air; there are also more common skills, such as fast healing, which allows you to quickly heal wounds when you are injured; and there are also relatively useless skills, such as master chef... I don't need to explain this, right?" Yi Ling explained to Qu Lingyuan like he knew everything, and it was obvious that he was proficient in the business.
Qu Lingyuan nodded, not quite understanding. "So which one you draw is completely a matter of luck?"
"That's right." Yi Ling gave an affirmative answer.
Qu Lingyuan has always had bad luck...
Taking a deep breath, she felt uneasy and unsure: "It's better not to smoke than not to smoke..."
"Okay." Yi Ling waved her hand, and a light screen unfolded in front of Qu Lingyuan. On it were many flipped cards for Qu Lingyuan to choose from. "Come on, pick one?"
"So high-tech?" Qu Lingyuan's eyes lit up.
This light screen is the technology of the future.
Yi Ling put on a proud and coquettish look, raised his chin and snorted coldly: "Do you think we will be like your native human world?"
Aboriginal people...
Qu Lingyuan felt sorry for the indigenous people.
Deciding not to argue with Yi Ling about this for the time being, she closed her eyes and randomly flipped over a card.
"How is it?" Qu Lingyuan, who had no confidence in her luck, didn't even dare to open her eyes.
Recalling a certain "Itchy Mouse" game she had played before, she always looked like this every time when drawing tickets. In the end, because the aura of Africans was too strong, she decisively chose to give up and avoid wasting her youth.
"Not bad, you still have to have some confidence in yourself." Yi Ling patted Qu Lingyuan's shoulder in a condescending manner, motioning her to open her eyes.
"Refine?" Qu Lingyuan felt confused as soon as she saw it.
"This is a skill with many uses. For example, you can extract chemical substances from certain things without any props. This is the ancient world, and people have almost no knowledge of chemistry. If it is used to harm others... hehe, do you understand what I mean?" Yi Ling smiled insidiously.
“…I understand.”
Refining... But this skill doesn't seem to be useful for congenital heart disease.
The most urgent thing is to stay healthy, otherwise how can she do anything wrong with this sick body?
But it makes sense. Congenital heart disease always needs to be treated through surgery. No other skills are useful unless you have surgical skills.
But that's not right. Even with surgical skills, she can't cut open her own chest, right?
After a moment of silence, Qu Lingyuan raised her hand thoughtfully...
"What are you doing? Extracting oxygen???" Yi Ling was a little impressed by the new tasker's train of thought.
Qu Lingyuan nodded. "Congenital heart disease can cause oxygen deprivation. Once oxygen is deprived, it can cause breathing difficulties and chest tightness. I don't want to be gasping for air just by moving a little, like I did just now."
As he spoke, he began to pull open the tent while giving himself oxygen.
The maids standing guard outside the bed came over to help immediately upon hearing the noise: "Princess! You asked us for something, how could you do it yourself?"
Qu Lingyuan was silent. Couldn't she even pull the curtain herself? Did she have a congenital heart disease, or was she missing limbs?
"I want to go out for a walk." Qu Lingyuan pulled her legs out of the quilt without saying a word and prepared to get out of bed.
The maid quickly stopped her: "Princess! Your body..."
"It's okay, put on my shoes for me." Qu Lingyuan frowned and looked displeased, with a firm attitude.
If I just lie in bed all day, what's the point of doing the mission?
"Yes." Seeing that she was slightly angry, the maid had no choice but to obey.
At this time, Qu Lingyuan, who was enjoying the service, was still quietly communicating with Yi Ling.
"You got into the story pretty quickly," Yi Ling nodded with satisfaction. "I'll stream the previous plot for you, please take a look."
"good."
Qu Lingyuan had barely finished her words of agreement when her head started aching from the influx of plot information.
After being helped to change her clothes, she moved to the chair in front of the dressing table. The palace maid digested the data while she was dressing her.
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