The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

"Sister, stop shaking and show me the child. I'm a doctor." Yang Ailan also felt something was wrong and stopped Zhao Yuxiang's movements worriedly. If the child is really sick, shaking like this may make the child's condition more serious~

"But..." Zhao Yuxiang's tears finally couldn't help but slip out of her eyes. She stepped back and brought the person in her arms within the sight of Yang Ailan, her body trembling a little.

For Zhao Yuxiang, Dr. Yang Ailan's identity is like the driftwood she grabbed when she was about to die, giving her a great sense of trust.

Yang Ailan leaned over and took Yuan Zhuan's left hand, checked her pulse, then looked at her eyeballs and touched the pulse fluctuations on her neck. Doubt flashed across her delicate and dignified face.

There seems to be nothing wrong with the pulse at all. It's just that the body is severely exhausted and malnourished. There are no other major problems. It's more like falling asleep.

Did you sleep too long?

"How's it going? Doctor?" Zhao Yuxiang couldn't help but ask, watching Yang Ailan's movements eagerly.

The latter shook his head, Zhao Yuxiang's eyes widened in shock, and he almost couldn't breathe. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Fortunately, Yang Ailan noticed Zhao Yuxiang's reaction immediately and quickly explained, "Sister, don't think too much, the child is fine. I shook my head because I didn’t see any other problems with the child, and it didn’t mean that it couldn’t be cured~”

After the examination, Yang Ailan also broke out in a sweat. Fortunately, she explained quickly enough, otherwise she would have been scared to death~

"Mom..." The daughter beside her silently touched her mother, which was a little funny.

Her mother is good at everything, but sometimes she likes to talk and gasp. This problem has not changed over the years, and she often scares people.

"Then what happened to my daughter? Why doesn't she wake up? Should I take her to the hospital?"

"Your daughter is not sick, but she is malnourished and is a bit depleted. There is a possibility of coma in this deep sleep. The next station is the main station. The train will stop for twenty minutes. Go buy some milk powder to drink for her to replenish her energy. You should wake up soon~"

deficit? Malnutrition?

Yes, Zhuan Zhuan forgot to cut the pigweed two days ago and was beaten until he fainted and had a fever. He had not eaten staple food for almost two days. The porridge he drank in the middle was so thin that you could see people in it. Plus, he was in a hurry. I haven’t had a good rest, so it’s no wonder I fell asleep for such a long time~ I’m hungry, I’m hungry~

It's her fault, it's her negligence...

Holding the child tightly, Zhao Yuxiang's eyes were straight, tears could not stop flowing down, and her heart ached with pain... Not anymore. As long as she is alive, her daughter and son will never let them go hungry again. Absolutely not anymore.

Yuan Zhu didn't quite understand the meaning of Yang Ailan's words, but he also knew that his sister was in poor health and could not wake up. He was not like other children who cried when his mother cried, but just held on silently. Tears were shed silently on the corner of mother's clothes, and her pitiful appearance made people feel heartbroken.

Yang Ailan and her son felt weak when they looked at the three of them. Needless to say, they were all poor. Looking at their clothes and body shapes, it looked like they had been abused for many years~ The men in the family really treated these three mother and son well. ?

This is a new era, and there are still people who don’t have enough to eat~

"Sister, are you having trouble with your hands? Otherwise, I..." As soon as he started to speak, his body was bumped by someone. He turned his head in confusion and met a pair of shrewd eyes. He had been looking at her since he got in the car. The old lady sitting next to her was chatting with someone. She was winking at her, shaking her head, and looking at the mother and son with a pointed look.

Yang Ailan instantly understood what she meant. She was showing that she shouldn't be so kind. Nowadays, there are too many liars who use pity to win sympathy. Privately, she doesn't know how nice she is to eat and wear.

The disgust in the old lady's eyes was obvious. She thought that the mother and son were deliberately trying to be miserable.

Zhao Yuxiang didn't know the actions between the two, but she heard what Yang Ailan had not finished. When she reacted, she just smiled gratefully, then shook her head, looked down at her daughter in her arms and said, "No, I have money. I can raise my child well, very well~ When I get to the station, I will go down and buy milk powder~"

Because of the intervention of the aunt, the conversation ended like this. Zhao Yuxiang did not take the opportunity to say anything to Yang Ailan. She just asked her son to get some boiling water and fed her daughter a few sips. When she saw that the child knew how to swallow, she breathed a sigh of relief and bowed her head for a kiss. He touched his daughter's forehead and looked forward to the station stopping.

Although he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, Yuan Zhuan knew everything that was happening in the outside world.

This body is indeed very depleted. He usually eats less, but he finally gets a chance to eat more, and even gives part of it to his younger brother, not to mention having to work and resist beatings, tsk tsk... this child's The content of the memory was simply horrific. Wanjia was not as good as Shebori, but comparable to Shebori, and even scarier than Zhou Papi in history~ It’s no wonder she couldn’t survive it and let herself die.

"Host~" The mechanical voice suddenly sounded, and Yuan Zhuan's soul trembled in shock, "What are you doing? Why the hell can't you take a breath before speaking? I'm scared to death!"

"I'm not a living thing, I can't breathe."

Yuan Zhuan rolled his eyes in the darkness, "If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have something to say, just fart."

"Host, your debt bill is online, please check it as soon as possible."

"What? Bill?!" What a bill! !

When a person blows up his hair, the system responds with a debt note, which states: One pill, borrower: Yuan Zhuan, repayment time: as soon as possible, date, and fingerprint.

"You even stole your fingerprints! System, I'll fuck you!!"

system:……

"What the hell! How dare you shock me!!!" Even though he is a soul body, this kind of electric shock from the soul body is so ecstatic! ! !

"If the host insults the system again, the intensity of the electric shock will be increased ten times."

Yuan Zhuan: Cao Cao Cao...

"How am I going to repay the loan?" A person who understands current affairs is a great person and does not fight against the system!

Closer to home, she had to figure out what was going on with this system that had appeared inexplicably.

As soon as he finished speaking, a luminous spot the size of a sesame seed appeared in the endless darkness, and the systematic electronic sound in his mind was clear, "Use your soul power to touch it."

Soul power? What the hell?

After asking out the doubts in his heart, the system disappeared again.

"Holy crap! You're so irresponsible!! Aren't you afraid that I won't repay the loan? I'm going to live my life again. It doesn't matter whether there is a system or not!"

She is a heavenly master. As long as there are people with souls and ghosts in peaceful times, can she still be unable to eat?

The system can only add to her successful future, it doesn’t matter if she wants it or not~

I thought so, but... "There are still twenty-four hours left to repay the loan. If you exceed the time, you will lose your mind." The system reminded him again, but Yuan Zhuan was so angry that he wanted to raise his middle finger.

Fuck you, uncle! She knew it was up to no good, this was simply forced buying and selling!

I cursed secretly in my mind and took a deep breath. Isn't M's soul power? I will definitely figure it out.

One hour...three hours...the tenth hour...

"Warning, the host's health has a ten-hour countdown. Please repay the loan as soon as possible. Please repay the loan as soon as possible."

Damn it! ! It's hair-raising and my head hurts!

Yuan Zhuan in the darkness was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks ~ It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she won't!

Wait...this is a translucent hand! Try to touch your knees ~ the cold touch is transmitted to your brain.

Damn it, I can touch things! !

Yuan Zhuan, who almost jumped in excitement, stretched out his index finger to point at the little sesame seeds in the air~

"Ding bell... the system starts~" a mechanical voice sounded, making Yuan Zhuan's little heart beat rapidly.

A 20-inch transparent screen suddenly popped up out of thin air.

"Hey, what is this? A computer screen?" On the screen, in the upper left and right corners, there are two square icons the size of thumbs, 'the end of the world'! 'modern'! In the lower right corner, there is a half-sized square encircling the 'warehouse'.

Apocalypse, modern times? What the hell?

"Congratulations to the host for opening the plane trading system. Now, please open the end of the world guide and read the instructions for use."