The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Even with a headache, Ruan Mianmian didn't forget to emphasize that the shopping mall was purchased with a "loan"!

Wang Zhengwei and the other two were utterly shocked, as if they were listening to a foreign language.

After Ruan Mianmian finally finished speaking, everyone chimed in, "Comrade Ruan, you said there's a multiverse trading system, what evidence do you have?"

"Comrade Ruan, did you really go to that era? Did you really witness firsthand the real lives of people in that time?"

"Is this completed transaction system capable of going to any point in history?"

"Can I bring someone along?"

"Could you tell us what 1935 was like?"

As Ruan Mianmian listened to the questions from the crowd, she felt her brain buzzing and about to explode, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Upon seeing this, the excited Division Commander Xu immediately stopped talking, saying, "Everyone, please be quiet. Comrade Ruan is being disturbed by our noise—"

Instantly, all sound disappeared.

Commander Xu said to Ruan Mianmian with some guilt, "I'm sorry, Comrade Ruan, we got too excited. Are you alright?"

Ruan Mianmian said painfully, "Let me catch my breath first—"

Comrade Zhao immediately went to pour water for Ruan Mianmian and let her drink it.

Ruan Mianmian took a big gulp of water and took out a group photo of herself with everyone from that era from her virtual backpack: "This is our group photo, taken with a Polaroid camera in the mall."

As for the calligraphy works of the two people, she couldn't bear to take them, afraid that everyone would tear them in their excitement!

The three of them crowded around.

When they saw the familiar faces in the color photograph, all three held their breath.

This looks so realistic!

Ruan Mianmian thought about it again and felt that she must ensure her safety and let everyone know that she was irreplaceable. She then said to Fatty Baby in her mind: "Baby, when I call you in a while, you play your voice and tell everyone that I am the only host of all planes in the Milky Way. Once I die, the system will not change hands, but I will only lose this opportunity."

Those police officers could be bribed by the Zhou and Su families; who knows if there might be such parasites in the military camp as well?

She had to make everyone know that she absolutely could not afford to make any mistakes.

Ruan Mianmian was sleepy and didn't want to answer anything, so she said, "Did you bring your computer? I'll have the system send you the video of what happened in the mall." They would have time to watch the video and wouldn't have time to question her for a while.

As for the police, after revealing the Multiverse Trading System, she no longer needed to worry.

The higher-ups will definitely protect her and will never allow the parasites bribed by the Zhou and Su families to get close to her or take her away.

Thinking of this, Ruan Mianmian communicated with the chubby baby in her mind: "Baby, you said before that you have all the videos. Please compress them into 2D, edit them, and send them to them."

"Can I...can I edit it?" the chubby baby stammered.

Ruan Mianmian asked, puzzled, "Of course you can. Why do you ask?"

"Where we're from, they say that AI editing videos is a defilement of art, and it's not allowed to edit them without permission," the chubby baby said in a pitiful voice.

Ruan Mianmian smiled and said, "I think you can do it. Could you please help me edit it? Please finish editing it quickly and send it to their computers."

The chubby baby was very touched: "Don't worry, I will send it over as soon as possible. Our artificial intelligence is very fast!"

Political Commissar Wang excitedly took out his laptop: "I brought it with me, how do I operate it?"

Ruan Mianmian said, "Power on, connect to the internet, or the intranet will work." Then she called out, "System, please send the video to this laptop."

The system immediately switched back to its magnetic, adult female voice: "Received, host, compressing file, sending—"

A voice suddenly rang out in the ward, startling Wang Zhengwei and the other two, who looked around frantically.

Comrade Zhao swallowed hard: "Comrade Ruan, is that the Multiverse Trading System speaking? Has it been with you all along?"

Ruan Mianmian nodded and asked weakly, "System, I'm not feeling well right now. Can you temporarily bind someone to answer my questions?" In her mind, it said, "Baby, you can say what I just taught you."

Upon hearing this, the chubby baby continued in a mechanical adult female voice: "Sorry, host, this request is unreasonable and will not be accepted. This system is the only system among the myriad planes of the Milky Way, and you, host Ruan Mianmian, are the only host among the myriad planes of the Milky Way. Once the binding is broken, the system will be taken back. No system will be available to help any plane in the Milky Way overcome the crisis of civilization's destruction."

Ruan Mianmian clutched her head and said to the three serious-looking officials, "I have a headache. Let's talk about it tomorrow. You guys watch the video first; the system should send it over soon."

"No problem, Comrade Ruan, you should rest first." After saying this, Political Commissar Wang, Division Commander Xu, and Comrade Zhao paced back and forth in the room because they were in a very unsettled mood.

However, they quickly realized that their footsteps would disturb Ruan Mianmian, so they quickly softened their steps and tried not to make any noise.

After a while, Yu Qingqing returned with two dinners: "Mianmian, I made you porridge, chicken soup, and steamed buns. You can eat whichever you like."

Comrade Zhao glanced anxiously at the laptop and said to Yu Qingqing, "Comrade Yu Qingqing, we still have some questions to ask Comrade Ruan. Why don't you go next door for dinner first?"

Yu Qingqing remembered that she had also been questioned that afternoon and knew that this kind of thing needed to be dealt with seriously. Besides, there were police guarding outside, so the longer she and Ruan Mianmian stayed here, the better. She quickly nodded and said, "I'll go over right away." Then she said to Ruan Mianmian, "Mianmian, remember to eat something. Even though you'll feel unwell, anything you eat will do, okay?"

Ruan Mianmian smiled at Qingqing and said, "Okay."

After Yu Qingqing left, Comrade Zhao went to close the door again, this time locking it from the inside.

He had barely closed the door when Political Commissar Wang and Division Commander Xu exclaimed in unison, "We've got it!"

Both of them cracked their voices from excitement.

Comrade Zhao immediately stepped forward and looked at the laptop.

A folder opened on the desktop, containing a video file titled "The First Month".

Commander Xu and Political Commissar Wang exchanged a glance and swallowed hard. Then, Political Commissar Wang reached out and opened the video file.

In the video, inside the brightly lit shopping mall lobby, Ruan Mianmian listens intently to the sounds coming from outside the door.

Then she ran to get the rope and the down jacket, and then opened the door.

Just like in a movie scene, the glass door on the screen slowly opened, revealing a snowy world to Political Commissar Wang and Commander Xu.

Next, they saw the military uniforms of the Western era, which they had seen countless times on television and in museums.

Commander Xu was extremely excited: "It's true, it's true!"

Commissar Wang's eyes reddened: "That's Commander Jiang Yingchen! And Martyr Zhang Ying!"

Comrade Zhao was so excited that he trembled all over. He wanted to say something, but his throat was choked up and he couldn't say a word.

Ruan Mianmian, who was eating porridge, suddenly dropped the spoon in her hand and stared blankly at Commissar Wang.