The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

"Lai Qian'er, it's hard for me to deal with you doing this. Every time you say there won't be a next time, every time there won't be a next time, I really can't trust you. Do you have any clues?"

[Wuwuwuwu, host, I was wrong. I will tell you everything you want to know, okay? Don't abandon Lai Qian'er, wow~~~~]

"Am I important to you?"

[Of course it is important. The host is the carrier of money. If there is no host, the money will disappear soon? ]

"Disappear? How?"

Lai Qian'er analyzed this question carefully for a while before giving an answer.

[The system needs energy to travel through the world. After landing, each system must bind to a master to help it complete the task and provide energy. If there is no energy, the system will disappear directly, and disappear into oblivion.]

"So, this world is your little world?"

Lan Wangshu began to doubt himself. The money-making talk was actually more hypocritical. Each of their systems was a real "person" playing a grueling game of survival, and they were like pets, doing things for the system to a certain extent, and the system would give them what they wanted.

[If the host wants to understand it this way, it is not impossible? ]

"Who was that blue something you wanted to bind to before?"

Lan Wangshu remembered that she was not the one chosen by Lai Qian'er at the beginning, so why did he choose her in the end?

[What's the difference? It's you anyway...]

Lai Qian'er hugged himself a little aggrieved and began to mutter. He thought he would speak very softly, but he forgot that the gift he gave to Lan Wangshu was amazing hearing.

This answer surprised Lan Wangshu. She never expected the answer to be like this. So what is the situation now? Is this small world completely abstract?

"Lai Qian'er, you mean this world? No, I should say that I exist in many small worlds?"

[Yes... I'll tell you the truth, host. Your consciousness is very special. I've studied it a long time ago. It's a soul that can go to the waste world.]

Lai Qian'er sighed and decided to tell Lan Wangshu everything.

"A waste world? This is a waste world?"

[That's right, this is a waste world. No system can come here unless you follow that specific soul.]

Lan Wangshu remained silent. To be honest, this answer had a great impact on her. She had already been in this era for a year. Wasn't it a little late for her to figure out the whole story?

People living in this era see ancient times in a completely different way than they do in modern times. Their living habits, what they see and hear are closer to ancient times, and many things that belong to modern people have also changed.

"You said I am a special soul. What makes me special?"

[Host, let me make it clear in advance that I have no intention of scolding you, and the following statements are all facts. ]

Lai Qian'er spoke to Lan Wangshu in a flattering manner, which made the girl's face look even uglier.

Okay, how could she not understand the hidden meaning behind this? Doesn't this mean that there is something wrong with her? It must be nothing good.

She nodded without caring too much and said "hmm", comforting herself that a dog can't spit out ivory, so that's all.

"Well... then please ask Qian'er to elaborate. It would be best if you could answer my questions."

[Of course, host, rest assured, I am very professional. ]

[Host, do you want to hear my story...?]

Lai Qian'er's sudden sadness caught Lan Wangshu off guard. Her lips moved and her fists clenched.

Sometimes you really want to hit someone, but when you know you can’t do anything to him, you feel helpless.

"Snapped!"

"hiss!"

"Whoo~"

Veins on Lan Wangshu's forehead were throbbing. Even though she was pretending to be deep, in her mind, smoking was a bit too much.

No, where does the money come from for the lighter?

Lan Wangshu quickly cleared up the messy thoughts in her mind. It didn't matter what she did. What mattered was that she wanted to know the truth.

"I want to hear it. Tell me about it."

[Many, many years ago, I was still an unconscious system...]

"Isn't it a little too early..."

Lan Wangshu also wants to smoke now. Not only does he want to smoke, he also wants to make money from smoking.

Lai Qian'er also felt that he had gone a bit too far, but he really hadn't searched through all the wordings yet. What should he do? Otherwise, he might as well start from childhood.

[Okay, host, let's fast forward. That year I bound to my first host, and that was also a modern world.]

Speaking of this, Lan Wangshu raised his eyebrows and said, "Very good, this is worth referring to."

"Well, then what?"

[The first time I bound myself to someone, it was a little girl. She was a very smart and kind person. She should have been the heroine of this world, but for some reason, her halo suddenly shattered...]

"Oh?"

Lan Wangshu sat up straight with an expressionless face, supporting his chin with his hand, and stared at a spot on the table in a daze. When Wu Yan and Gao Qiao came in, they saw that Lan Wangshu's consciousness was obviously drifting away, and no one dared to make a sound.

Wu Yan looked at Gao Qiao, and Gao Qiao shook his head. The two of them quietly retreated and guarded the door, not letting anyone come in and disturb Lan Wangshu from thinking.

【Later, a person appeared. That person looked very much like her, or was exactly her. There was no essential difference between them, including their appearance and abilities. They were like they were cut from the same mold. Even looking in the mirror, you couldn't tell the difference.】

[But these people, like the Cobra team being confused by shit, are exactly the same, but they insist on saying that my host is bad and that the new woman is so, so good.]

[I felt helpless. I exchanged many items but couldn't save her. She became more and more strange, as if she couldn't control herself. She became unreasonable and very bad.]

"Tell me in detail what bad things you have done."

Lan Wangshu understood when he heard this. Isn’t this a classic novel model?

One heroine had her luck snatched away by another, lost her halo as a heroine, and was forced to blend in with the crowd. Then she was deserted by her friends and family and lost everything.

It's hard to accept. In the end, he turns evil, kills people when gods stand in his way, and even kills Buddhas when Buddhas stand in his way. It's such a touching and clichéd story.

Even if Lan Wangshu has read countless novels like this, he would still be obsessed with this kind of story.