Chapter 1: Traveling Through Time
Qiao Mo lay on the bed, staring blankly at the dark ceiling. After a long time, she touched under her body. The worn mat spread on the wooden board was hard, and the sunlight coming through the glass window was dazzling.
The narrow balcony was like a steamer, stuffy and hot. Combined with the extra memories in her mind, she finally faced the reality: she had traveled through time and space, into a literary novel of the later times, and became the cannon fodder female supporting role in the novel.
No one knew where Yang Yang got the book from. After she read it, she found it very interesting, so he forced it on her. She flipped through it when she had nothing to do. This supporting character was very inconspicuous in the book. If she hadn't known her by her first and last name, she wouldn't have noticed her at all.
"Well, although I am a cannon fodder, this era is very difficult. I have nothing. But the air here is fresh. There are no mutated plants that look harmless but are always ready to reap lives. There are no zombies, which are life-reapers that make people sick and scared. There is also no vicious and cruel bitch Yang Yang. At least I can live a peaceful life." Qiao Mo sighed and slowly closed his eyes.
Coming to this world, she was not discouraged, but what distressed her was that her best friend, whom she had taken care of since she was a child, would push her off the cliff without mercy for no reason when she was not paying attention.
Below was a bottomless abyss. Even a level 10 psychic would be completely destroyed if he fell in, let alone him, who was just a small level 3 psychic. If he fell in, he would surely be smashed to pieces. It seemed that she was deliberately trying to kill him.
In fact, it is not others' fault. If I had been more careful and prepared, I would not have ended up with no body left. The other party did not ask for help from me and fell into the abyss with her.
Otherwise, even if she traveled through time, she would still hate herself for being so blind. When she thought of how she grabbed the hand that had not been withdrawn in time at the moment of falling off the cliff, and Yang Yang's frightened look, she felt extremely happy.
"I traveled through time. Could that dead girl Yang Yang also traveled to some unknown place..." When Qiao Mo was imagining whether the people who died with her had the same fate as her, she heard faint voices outside. She held her breath and listened carefully.
"I didn't expect that girl would dare to commit suicide. It's a pity that she didn't die. Otherwise, the house over there could be given to Liang Dong as a wedding house." This was the voice of Zhang Meiyu, the uncle of the family. Her voice was full of regret, and she wished she could die again.
"Now that she's dead, Qiao Dong has taken over the second brother's job, and the quota for going to the countryside will fall on Qiao Liang. He is only fifteen years old. How can you bear to let a fifteen-year-old child go to the countryside to suffer?" The host's uncle Qiao Chenglin said lightly.
"The name has been reported. Qiao Mo is dead, so of course this indicator can be cancelled." Zhang Meiyu pretended to be calm.
"If people knew you forced my niece to death, you'd be in big trouble?" Qiao Chenglin looked at her coldly. "After all, Qiao Mo is my second brother's only child. I don't mind you taking advantage of her a little, but if you try to kill her again, I won't let you go."
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