Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

A gentleman's courtesy was done to her gracefully: "Everything in York Mountain, I will bother you to take care of me temporarily."

"Hey, rest assured!"

Aunt Pamir smiled openly, and as usual, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder vigorously.

As if referring to something, he turned his back and smiled in a low voice, "Your things in York Mountain, Franka's group, are absolutely impossible to find under my nose!"

"Thank you so much!"

Clarence nodded gratefully.

At the end, I seemed to think of something again, "By the way, please be sure to use the ‘key’ I gave you. It is a gift I prepared for you...including the Wangyou Dan from that year."

As he said, between the corners of Faint's lips, a faint expression of guilt suddenly appeared, "The incident of stealing medicine back then is really..."

"Hey, it's been so long, forget it!"

Aunt Pamir laughed happily and interrupted the man's apology.

Immediately he turned his face slightly and looked towards the east of the sea level.

His eyes were stunned, and he murmured with a smile, "Anyway, there are some things that I don't intend to forget."

"……so."

Clarence raised his eyebrows, remembering the letter Pamir quietly stuffed his stupid girl last night.

Can't help but chuckle slightly.

It seems that there is a new story. It will set sail along with this cruise ship.

...

——【End of the plane】——

...

Enjoy the blessing system space.

Xiang Xing lay on the soft little cloud bed, staring blankly at an extra-large transparent cylinder like an oversized thermometer, with question marks on his face.

"What is this?"

She tilted her little head inexplicably, thought for a moment, and simply jumped off the bed of little clouds, ran forward, and looked up and down at the big cylinder.

Well.

On the top of this cylinder, there are actually scales with equal intervals drawn.

Every 10 items are marked with a number.

The little guy opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Is this really a thermometer?

It's too big.

Moreover, in this super large thermometer, the strange lavender liquid stopped at 101 inexplicably.

101...Celsius?

Xiang Xing frowned weirdly.

Impossible, this temperature can cook her.

Well, otherwise, it's 101 degrees Fahrenheit?

——But to convert, 101 degrees Fahrenheit, but about 38 degrees Celsius.

Thinking of this, the little guy subconsciously patted his arm and cheek.

She doesn't have a fever, and the system space is not so hot.

Weird.

"...Oh, Ah Xing, you wake up~"

When Xiang Xing was in confusion, he heard a loud creak from the horizon.

A certain fat duck flapped its little wings, flopped from the sky above the so-called "boss office", and stood firmly at her feet.

Seeing that she was staring at this new thing in a daze, Duck Duck shook Duck's head and couldn't help but smile.

"I don't know what this is, right?"

It swayed the duck's butt, and turned round and round, turning into the shape of a doctor duck.

After clearing his throat, he began to popularize science triumphantly.

"This is your lifespan accumulation slot. We have accumulated to 100 years of lifespan. Therefore, the main terminal will visualize this thing, so that it will not be calculated later, and there will be after-sales disputes..."

"... So that's the case."

The little guy nodded suddenly.