Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

"Boss! Please take me flying!"

A huge face basin occupied the entire screen, as if it wanted to move from one end of the screen to the other, performing a panda version of Sadako.

Yan Yiyi was startled by his big face and thought that he was a calm player, but she didn't expect that his core was also so "realistic".

Of course, she didn’t hate him. She didn’t need a “netizen” with such an eccentric personality.

Yan Yiyi thought about it, but couldn't think of anything else from him that was rare for her, except for the rare plants. But that didn't affect them adding each other as friends.

Yan Yiyi asked him to think clearly about what he wanted to trade before contacting her. After she continued spinning the dial, she ended the communication with Panda.

The turntable started rolling again. Yan Yiyi no longer held out any hope. She rested her chin on one hand, waiting for the predetermined fate to take place.

When she saw the pointer stopped at a 90° angle to the cultivation plane, she really wanted to exclaim: Wow~ You've made half progress, how about a 45° angle next time?

This time the pointer stayed on the two-dimensional plane.

Yan Yiyi was not dissatisfied with the pointer staying in the two-dimensional plane again. She had discovered that 70% of them were classified within the large range of the two-dimensional plane.

But if we break down the two-dimensional world, there are many types. I wonder what this time it will be?

The screen flashed, and Yan Yiyi looked at the boy opposite her, who was about 1.5 meters tall and had a relatively ordinary appearance. He was wearing a blue and white sportswear, a white "R" hat on his head, and holding a red tennis racket in his hand.

The corners of Yan Yiyi's mouth twitched slightly, and she couldn't help but complain: "Are you playing COSPLAY?"

The boy's narrow eyes flashed with light instantly, and he asked excitedly: "Sister, can you tell who I am COSing?"

Without waiting for Yan Yiyi to answer, the young man nodded and talked to himself: "Sister, are you a Hanfu fan? But... what you are wearing doesn't look like Hanfu, right? Which dynasty is it from? It's quite beautiful!"

"From Zhaoguo."

"Is it the State of Zhao during the Spring and Autumn Period?"

Yan Yiyi: This guy treats the plane system as half a chat software?

The boy seemed to have just remembered the function of the plane system, and his eyes widened in shock: "Miss, have you traveled through time?"

Yan Yiyi nodded, she had indeed traveled through time.

The boy's small eyes sparkled with envy: "Ah~ There are so many people traveling through time, why can't I be one of them?"

Yan Yiyi became interested: "Oh? You were suddenly bound to the system after waking up?"

The young man gave Yan Yiyi a big thumbs up: "Awesome! Sister, you are so awesome, you guessed it right at once!"

Yan Yiyi: Haha, little brother, you blew yourself up!

Yan Yiyi raised her eyes and glanced at the boy’s level, level 1.

This... With her level being so high, shouldn't the chance of her transferring to a level 3 host be higher?

She suspected that the person saw that she was saving too much money at the level up and made some tricks, fearing that she would accumulate points together with other high-level people and reach the maximum level in less than a year.

Main system: I won’t take the blame for this!

System: It cannot guarantee whether the main system has taken any action, but it has seen the host's personal luck, and it can win with such a small probability.

"Sister, does your Zhao country have any powerful martial arts masters? The kind that can perform light and internal skills?"

"Yes, quite a lot."

The boy's eyes sparkled. "Sister, can you trade martial arts secrets with me? My family is a family of ancient martial arts. I have been practicing ancient martial arts since I was young, but I just can't fly."

When he talked about his sad story, he suddenly became a little wilted. He looked at Yan Yiyi pitifully, expecting her rosy little mouth to say what was on his mind.