I'm accumulating points in the cultivation world.

"It's just ginseng, what's so surprising about it? In our world, there's plenty of ginseng!" Tang Doudou said dismissively.

"This is purple ginseng! You don't know its value!" the system said, exasperated.

"The ginseng babies from Northeast China are all running around everywhere," Tang Doudou said disappointedly.

"Oh no, the purple ginseng is crying."

"Go ahead and cry, I want to cry too. I still don't know where my spiritual root is." Tang Doudou felt wronged. The system said that she could draw whatever she wanted.

"To put it simply, this purple ginseng can buy at least a house if sold to an alchemist."

"A house with a complete set of oxen, horses, and oxen?" Tang Doudou asked in surprise.

"I guess so. Hurry up and cheer her up." The system touched its nose, saying somewhat guiltily.

"Don't worry!" Tang Doudou patted her chest and assured her, then said with a smile, "Wow, you're so beautiful! Look at this purple, ancient yet fashionable, stunning yet hazy, unique yet noble, it's mesmerizing! And look at those bright red fruits, like crystal-clear pearls, their vibrant and flamboyant colors radiating a passionate vitality!"

As soon as Tang Doudou finished speaking, the wilted purple ginseng in the system suddenly raised its head, its leaves fluttering up and down, and it seemed to be in a good mood!

The system breathed a sigh of relief, "If you praise her more every day, she will grow up to be better and better."

"Don't worry, I've already mastered the art of flattery! If you ask me to praise someone, I can give them a whole string of compliments," Tang Doudou said proudly.

"That's enough for today. Be careful not to praise her too much and make her feel too good for her," the system quickly stopped Tang Doudou.

"Alright." Tang Doudou didn't get the spiritual root she had been longing for, but the purple ginseng was pretty good too. It was like a house, so she had to take good care of it.

"I can't just lie here, I need to think of a way to get to a nearby sect." Tang Doudou thought, "I'll make a scooter. Those people who show off on scooters are so cool."

With that in mind, Tang Doudou decided to make a scooter. It should be easy to make; all you need is a wooden board and four wheels.

Tang Doudou got up and started searching around the room. Hmm, the chair is perfect for a skateboard deck, and as for the wheels, they should be easy to find.

Tang Doudou removed the chair seat herself; the size and thickness were just right.

Tang Doudou was imagining herself riding her scooter, jumping up and down in a cool way, and then making a magnificent turn, but Du Wushuang's face behind her looked rather unpleasant.

"Would you believe me if I said I was sleepwalking?" Tang Doudou said shyly.

"Do not believe!"

Tang Doudou hugged the wooden plank and slipped back to bed, pretending to be asleep.

Seeing her self-deceiving appearance, Du Wushuang shook her head helplessly.

Tang Doudou waited for a long time, but Du Wushuang remained standing by the bed without leaving. Tang Doudou couldn't keep up the act any longer and had to sit up. "I'm sorry, I should have asked you before taking it off."

"Are you feeling better?" Du Wushuang asked in confusion.

"I feel a little better," Tang Doudou said shyly.

"Really okay?"

"probably."

"You should rest. I'll make whatever you want to do," Du Wushuang sighed, looking at Tang Doudou.

"Really? Uncle Du is the best person in the world." Tang Doudou stared at Lu Wushuang with bright eyes.

“You’re just like your mother,” Du Wushuang suddenly said.

“Of course, I’m my mother’s daughter. Uncle Du, I want to make a skateboard, and put four wheels on the bottom of this board so I can ride it,” Tang Doudou said quickly. “The wheels can be made a little smaller.”

"Leave it to me," Du Wushuang said with a smile.

"Uncle Du looks so handsome when he smiles," Tang Doudou exclaimed.

Du Wushuang was a little embarrassed by the praise and quickly left as if fleeing.

Before long, Du Wushuang arrived carrying a scooter. Tang Doudou took one look and thought, "Hmm, it looks pretty good. It would be even cooler if it had some nice pictures drawn on it."

Without further ado, Tang Doudou got out of bed, searched around, and found only ink in the room, but that would do!

Tang Doudou picked up a calligraphy brush and quickly filled the scooter with cursive script.

"Look how good my calligraphy is!" Tang Doudou said proudly.

"These are characters? What characters are written?" Du Wushuang looked at them for a long time, but couldn't recognize a single one.

"Above and below the heavens, I alone am supreme!" Tang Doudou said, pointing at each word.

"I thought you were just drawing it for fun." Du Wushuang still couldn't figure it out.

"This is art. Art is above life, so it's normal if you don't understand it," Tang Doudou said smugly, putting away the brush and ink, and then leaving the scooter outside to dry.

Once it's dry, she can set off on her scooter!

Du Wushuang was curious about Tang Doudou's physical recovery ability. It was too strange that someone without any internal energy could recover so quickly.

"Let me take another look at you and see how your recovery is going," Du Wushuang couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, I know my body," Tang Doudou said with a smile, unconsciously taking a step back.

Looking at Tang Doudou's expression, Du Wushuang realized that she clearly didn't want him to look. Oh well, everyone has their own secrets.

Du Wushuang changed the subject, "I've already sent messages to people I know, but whether I'll be able to run into them, I don't know."

What era are we living in? Why are we still using such traditional communication methods?

Tang Doudou stared at Du Wushuang for a long while before asking, "Isn't there any other way to notify them?"

"Yes, communication stones and message carrier pigeons are both fine, but unfortunately, neither your mother nor I have any."

Tang Doudou sighed, "Thank you, Uncle Du."

Ultimately, it's because we're too poor!