I open a supermarket with strange rules

The system was shocked by her confidence.

It thought that Zhao Xiyue didn't know the consequences of having her soul taken away, and then it was angry at being looked down upon, "Your soul will be returned to the main system, and you can just wait to become an item in the mall!"

Zhao Xiyue was thoughtful. The ability of this main system was somewhat similar to that of the small tree.

The little tree consumes the power of rules to create objects that have been seen.

The main system consumes soul power to manufacture goods sold in the system.

The little tree is a god-level being.

The status of this main system should not be low either.

Either the gods are behind the scenes in disguise, or the gods created it.

Zhao Xiyue couldn't help but sigh. The closer she got to the original secret of this world, the more insignificant human beings felt.

There are countless gods in this world, and any one of them can crush humans to death as if they were ants. The power gap is so great that it is beyond human imagination.

No human can rival a god.

The only one who can defeat God is God.

When the system revealed the information, Zhao Xiyue roughly guessed the whole story.

The fool found the original owner and trained her to become a human vessel for the God of Desire to descend.

Before or after this, the original owner was also targeted by Heaven as a vehicle for the resurrection of the Virgin Mary.

The original owner signed a soul contract with the system, obtained the suicide system, then mysteriously disappeared and traveled through time by himself.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiyue frowned slightly.

Why on earth did I come through here?

She hadn't read any weird novels with the same name as herself, nor had she encountered any strange or bizarre events.

It happened so suddenly and unexpectedly.

Zhao Xiyue always felt that the yin and yang above her head had not dissipated yet, and she felt a little uneasy.

But soon, she calmed down.

No matter what, she has already left that body. The system attached to her soul is also trapped in this ugly puppet.

become free.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xiyue floated onto the bed and rolled over happily.

The puppet opened and closed its mouth in mockery, "You are a ghost, why are you pretending to be human? Do you feel anything?"

Zhao Xiyue snorted coldly.

That's right, after leaving that body, she is now in a soul state.

However, after absorbing the magical fruit stolen from Satan, she can now survive for a period of time in the form of a soul.

About a month or so.

After a month, the damage to her soul would exceed her endurance limit, and she would really die.

But... there's still a month left!

Zhao Xiyue ignored the system and lay on the bed with her eyes squinted, pretending to sleep - there was no need to sleep in the soul state, but as a human habit, she wanted to doze off.

boom!

The wooden door of the stone house was kicked open, and the thin girl was thrown into the house. "You are a sinner despised by the gods. If you are not forgiven by the gods in three days, you will be burned at the stake!"

The door was slammed shut, and the chain rubbed against the wooden door, locking the stone house of less than five square meters tightly.

On the floor, the girl struggled to stand up, took off her clothes that were covered with footprints, and lay down on the bed with difficulty.

Duoya couldn't help crying, "Dad, Mom, brother, Duoduo misses you so much..."

Zhao Xiyue floated up from the bed and looked at the crying little girl.

She looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. Her cheeks were sunken due to her excessive thinness. Her hair was like dead grass and was scattered behind her in a mess. It seemed that she had not been taken care of for a long time.

His body was covered in bruises, and it was obvious that he had been beaten.

From her intermittent crying, Zhao Xiyue pieced together her life story - the daughter of a noble family whose parents and brother had all died, and who was about to be kicked out of the ranks of the nobility because she was not favored by the gods.

She looks very much like a human, except that she has lightly colored scales on her forehead.

Like fish scales.

Zhao Xiyue became interested.

After learning about the existence of the First City of Dreams, she mobilized the entire church and the Ghost Story Management Bureau to find a token - the ancient token.

After provoking Michael and Satan, she relied on the token and directly entered the original city copy.

It’s just that the sunlight is quite harmful to the soul body, so I haven’t gone out to look for clues.

Unexpectedly, this ready-made clue came to my doorstep.

It can be seen that this is a place equivalent to the early Middle Ages, with stone houses, not very wide streets, and garbage and excrement scattered everywhere.

In this situation, wealth and knowledge were almost entirely in the hands of the nobility.

The little noble girl in front of her was a good entry point for her to understand this copy.

Zhao Xiyue flew to the puppet and tapped the system with her slender translucent fingers. "Actually, I was just thinking about a question. If huge energy can separate the system.

With a little more energy, can we destroy the system?"

The system in the puppet was as quiet as a chicken. After a long while, it said, "The main system will come to save me!"

Zhao Xiyue said playfully, "Guess, which one will come faster, the main system or you?"

As she spoke, she grabbed the puppet and threw it into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Three seconds later, the system screamed in surrender under the impact of the power of the chaotic rules, "I listen to you! Let me out!"

The puppet reappeared on the table.

Also appearing was a bowl of water and a bowl of ointment.

Duoya looked at the puppet on the table and the two bowls in front of her in surprise.

She forced herself to run over, picked up the water and drank it in one gulp. The colorful scales on her forehead became brighter and brighter.