Nowadays, there are many migrants like Fan Xiaofan. Unlike in towns, the requirements are not strict. As long as the village chief issues a certificate, Fan Xiaofan officially becomes a person with an identity.
At this moment, Fan Xiaofan is in the mountains and forests, making good use of the resources there to create things.
While polishing the wood in his hands with a stone, he hummed: "Beat my drum, beat my gong, life is full of rhythm..."
In the blink of an eye, a slingshot took shape in his hand. However, Fan Xiaofan was a little worried. Small stones could be used as bullets, but he was still missing elastic rubber bands.
Suddenly, an idea struck her. She pulled on the hair tie, and her hair instantly cascaded down her shoulders. Without thinking too much, Fan Xiaofan wrapped the rubber band around the Y-shaped slingshot and successfully sold it to the mall. Compared to the tenon, she received a reward of two points.
Item Name: Wooden Slingshot
Attack power: 2
Productivity: 0
Overall rating: 1
When Fan Xiaofan sold tenons before, this situation did not occur. Little Lemon promptly explained, "Host, the tenons you provided are completely worthless; they're rubbish."
Those things that barely have a shape are recycled as trash in the system store and can be exchanged for one point.
Fan Xiaofan then realized that the items she sold to the mall had a rating system, and the higher the rating, the higher the selling price.
Attack power refers to the combat strength of a commodity, while productivity refers to the production value that a commodity can provide.
When she designed her own portable Taobao system, she originally planned to try it out with the most advanced equipment, so the system upgrade was not very complete. This is probably Xiao Ningmeng's automatic upgrade principle.
Little Lemon then spoke up again in a cheeky tone: "Host, you need to level up quickly... stop making these pieces of junk."
Fan Xiaofan's lips twitched, and he gritted his teeth: "Sorry, this is all I can do right now."
Little Lemon chickened out again and dared not provoke anyone anymore.
How many points do I have left to level up?
"The system will automatically upgrade every time the points reach a multiple of ten. Currently, we are seven points away from upgrading."
Fan Xiaofan exchanged his energy for a pack of compressed biscuits and then fought hard for the remaining seven points.
Making a slingshot was no longer an option, and he didn't have the tools. Fan Xiaofan didn't mind that the simplest tenon he could make was considered garbage by Xiao Ningmeng, as long as it could be exchanged for points.
As the last rays of the setting sun faded overhead, Fan Xiaofan finally earned seven points. His hands were raw and bleeding from the stone shards, and his face was covered in dirty marks from wiping away sweat.
Seeing that it was getting dark, Fan Xiaofan returned to her lodging. Her thatched hut was very close to the village chief's house. As soon as she got back, she was so tired that she lay down on the thatched bed and didn't want to move at all.
Feeling wronged and wanting to cry, I think of my loving family from my past life, and the all-powerful laboratory I had there. Now, I feel pathetic, almost like a caveman.
He gnawed on the compressed biscuit in his hand and rubbed his eyes hard.
They, the Brahma family, would not be so easily defeated by life; if there were no conditions, she would create them.
His gaze grew increasingly firm.
Although he didn't know why he had inexplicably appeared in this era, Fan Xiaofan could only accept his fate.
The once pampered girl, who had never even washed her own clothes, was now exhausted after barely managing to hold on for two days. Although she tried to comfort herself, she eventually fell asleep with tears in her eyes.
Next to it was a compressed biscuit that had been bitten in half.
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