365: [Yes.]
He directly opened the system shop, which only Ruan Xianxian could see, and navigated to the medicine category, then the diarrhea subcategory: [Host, take a look, it's all here.]
See, this is much better than her trying to do it herself and spending ages trying to find the right target!
A dazzling array of medicines were on display, including everything from treatments for constipation to harmful ones, and even special medications for pre-operative bowel cleansing.
"This one will do." Ruan Xianxian selected a detoxifying and kidney-tonifying pill. "I'm already going to use underhanded methods; I can't really harm the other person's health."
The system couldn't help but ask: [Host, do you still think you're kind? That you have a strong moral compass?]
Ruan Xianxian chuckled, no longer hiding her true nature.
There aren't that many coincidences in the world. Rather than waiting for others to give me charity or relying on luck, I believe in seizing opportunities when they arise, and creating them even when they don't.
The system, knowing about the host's two lifetimes, doesn't want to talk. What if the host isn't truly good and kind? I need help urgently!
The young man's name was Zhongkai. He graduated from the Workers-Peasants-Soldiers University and was currently a translator at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He put down his chopsticks, bent over, clutched his stomach, and rushed out of the private room.
The passengers in the hard sleeper berths didn't pay much attention until Zhongkai ran back and forth three times, his legs were so weak that he lay on the bed looking pale and exhausted.
Old Master Feng finally realized the seriousness of the problem: "Xiao Zhong, will you be able to work later if you're like this?"
In order to generate foreign exchange for Heilongjiang Province, he went to great lengths, almost making a solemn pledge, to snatch these foreign guests from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
If Xiao Zhong falls ill, where can he find another translator in the meantime? In his anxiety, Old Feng squeezed the corner of the lunchbox out of shape, poured in hot water, and forced it into Zhongkai's mouth.
"If you keep dragging the team down like this, I'll be the first to shoot you on the battlefield." He was fierce in words, but his actions were surprisingly gentle.
"I can do it, I'm fine." To prove that he could continue working, Zhongkai sat up straight, but as soon as he stood up, he clutched his stomach and ran away again.
"Are you in charge of the soft sleeper berths for foreign guests?" Seeing that the opportunity had come, Ruan Xianxian asked with a smile, "Excuse me, I just overheard your conversation with the man."
She seemed a little curious: "Excuse me, but why do you only have one translator with you when receiving foreign guests?"
Foreigners are not entitled to multiple services; traveling with two or more translators is to prevent similar accidents from happening.
The old man's face was ashen. He ran his hand through his hair. What else could it be? He'd been a bit too rough when they tried to take the person away, and now he was being retaliated against!
He suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to find the train conductor. I refuse to believe that we can't find a second person on this train who can speak gibberish."
"I can." Ruan Xianxian said calmly. Yes, she was the second person to speak bird language!
"Really?" Suddenly, her arm was gripped by a large, iron-like hand. Before Feng Lao could even verify how far she would go, he pulled her towards the soft sleeper berth.
“Come with me. Those people like to dance wildly and howl like ghosts after they’ve eaten their fill. What are they doing lying on the ground?”
Ruan Xianxian readily agreed; since she had personally orchestrated the whole thing, of course she had to go.
Just then, the entrance to the private room was blocked by a person who raised his chin high and said, "Boss! You're being too hasty."
What could a woman who drinks and indulges in pleasure even on a journey, so unconventional and rebellious, possibly understand? I am but a humble person, about to be appointed as a teacher at the Workers, Peasants, and Soldiers University in Heilongjiang Province.
At the same time, he was overjoyed; this was an opportunity!
If I seize this opportunity and catch the leader's eye, I might not have to be a lowly intellectual and could be directly transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, rising to the top in one step.
He looked at Ruan Xianxian with disdain, a half-smile on his face. "Is this little yellow-haired girl even eighteen? How many words has she learned since she started school?"
The crucial task of saving the day could only be entrusted to him.
"You speak English?" The other person nodded reservedly. How could a university professor not speak English?
Old Feng grabbed the man and left.
Ruan Xianxian watched the two leave with a melancholy gaze. The system, seemingly lost in thought, offered a comforting message: "Don't be sad, host. I'll sponsor you. We'll drug that annoying person down too."
The former chuckled, her almond-shaped eyes curving into crescents, and drawled, "[Tongtong! You absolutely love it!]"
Then the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a nonchalant expression.
Just wait! It won't be long before he comes back looking utterly defeated.
Those who can serve as teachers at the end of the event are all from respectable families and at least do not have overseas study experience.
She believed that the man could speak English, but in this era of rapid change, for many Chinese people who lack opportunities to engage with spoken English, recognizing it doesn't mean they can speak it!
She wasn't in a hurry; in fact, she even struck up a conversation with the mother and daughter, sharing her "husband-taming manual."
"Just hit him! A man who wouldn't even pick up a fallen oil bottle must not have been hit hard enough."
The girl was only fourteen or fifteen years old. She opened her big, admiring, and curious eyes and said, "But Mom can't beat Dad! Dad is very strong."
The woman nodded in agreement.
Her husband believed that scholars would never lay a hand on her, but those contemptuous and vicious words were sharper than knives.
She had also witnessed neighbors beating their wives; men naturally have a physical advantage over women.
Ruan Xianxian suggested, "Doesn't your dad wear glasses? Hide his glasses, make him blind, and then you and your mom can fight all you want."
The girl's eyes widened even more. "Is this even possible?"
This older sister seems really amazing.
The host wasn't worried, but the system was anxious for her, wishing it could grow wings and fly over to find out what was going on.
Ruan Xianxian stroked the girl's long, smooth, black hair. "Eat more and exercise. You must learn to protect your mother. No one in the world will love you more than your mother."
[System! I also want to love my mom!]
365's voice was extremely excited: [Host! I can do it!]
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