After they regret their whole lives, I will never die in the training ground

Nie Luandi didn't expect that Bai Qingge actually took her out of the Phoenix, and that annoying secretary was not following them. There were only the two of them in the car.

How dare she do that when she was assassinated by me not long ago?

Does he really believe that I won't take action again, or does this guy believe in what he says?

No, no, no, it's impossible no matter how you think about it. This is the fox from Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Nie Luandi, don't be fooled by her.

Nie Luandi glanced over secretly and saw Bai Qingge leaning obediently on the passenger seat.

The dangerous and charming scent that belonged only to this fox enveloped the already small space.

It was a rare opportunity for two people to be alone at close range in a small space, coupled with that extremely familiar, almost ambiguous feeling.

Everything around her made her nervous, but at this moment, the bastard boss was unnaturally quiet.

Nie Luandi held the steering wheel tightly and asked in a dry voice, "Are you... okay?"

She needs help to walk, is it really okay for her to go out like this?

"Are you concerned about me?" Bai Qingge, who had originally closed his eyes slightly, smiled at Nie Luandi.

A smile that made Nie Luandi's scalp tingle. Wasn't this guy's brain caught in the car door?

Your smile is so disgusting. I shouldn't have asked if I had known.

For a moment, he wondered whether Bai Qingge, who had a brain problem, could still cure his sister.

When she came to her senses, she began to worry.

Her behavior was so disrespectful. Based on her understanding of Bai Qingge, this bastard would definitely do something driven by his bad taste.

What should I do? Should I hide?

But there is no parking space around here.

Then rejection...how could she possibly refuse, especially now.

Nie Luandi was so stressed out by the thoughts in his mind that his body was shaking slightly, and his palms on the steering wheel were full of sweat.

After a long while, which seemed like a year, she glanced at Bai Qingge in the car mirror.

I saw that bastard lying on the seat again, defenseless, with his eyes slightly closed.

Nie Luandi's face showed surprise at first, and then it was as if she was boiling a loach with a whole piece of tofu.

The scorching hot space made her want to dive into the cold tofu and become a famous dish.

In fact, the scene in front of us is indeed beautiful, but someone is not lucky enough to see it at the moment.

Bai Qingge was sorting out what he had gained from this life simulation.

The first thing was the two lotteries. As an African chief who had dominated the list for many years, she had never believed in God, so she prayed deeply in her heart.

However, she neither burned incense nor bathed, nor washed her hands to purify herself, and she was too lazy to even go through the ceremony.

Even if the god of luck really noticed her, she would probably only be blessed with bad luck.

As if to punish Bai Qingge for his insincerity, the first draw produced a skill called "Life Conductor".

It seemed like a good skill, but when Bai Qingge clicked on the description, the little face that was trembling with cold without any expression became completely disgusting.

[Life Transmission Device (Level 1, 80% loss): It can transmit substances that can affect life, not limited to lifespan and skills, to others.]

What kind of self-sacrifice is this?

Are you such a person?

I still think my life is too short.

What a rubbish skill.

Bai Qingge was just about to start the second round of lottery when suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

Could this substance also include the spiritual energy in her body?

If I could transfer the spiritual energy in my body, wouldn't my genetic disease be cured without treatment?

It seems that what I said before was biased. This is simply a magical skill.

Although he couldn't wait to try it out now, there was no suitable person around him, so Bai Qingge held back for the time being. Anyway, there was no rush.

Bai Qingge rubbed her hands excitedly. She was lucky today. Even if the second one was almost there, she could accept it.

When she saw clearly the second thing that was drawn, Bai Qingge felt that the goddess of luck must have favored her today.

[Ten years of hard training: the condensation of ten years of youth by a hardworking and persevering person.]

"System, what is the standard for these ten years of hard training?"

If one is a genius like Qing An who practices as easily as drinking water, then these ten years will be of great value.

But what if he is just an ordinary mortal, and practices martial arts hard for ten years, isn't that also hard work?

[The lottery items are only related to the simulated world where they are produced, and are calculated based on the average value of the practitioners in that world.]

Before Bai Qingge could be happy, the simulator seemed to have discovered something and added the next sentence in time before Bai Qingge could open his mouth.

[Calculate the total time from before the host's death.]

Bai Qingge wanted to curse in her heart, damn it, are you deliberately making things difficult for me?

Before she died, didn't she know what the practitioners in that world were like?

The upper limit is there, and we don’t know how low the lower limit is.

Taking a middle value among them probably won’t be much better.

But things were different after her death. If that Taoist priest with an ox nose had not lied to her, only Jindan cultivators could withstand the thunder and ascend to the upper realm.

She saw from the aftermath that after Qing An passed away and was not sure whether he was alive or dead, the path of cultivation in that world began to flourish again.

The middle values ​​between the two sides cannot be compared at all. She has reason to suspect that the simulator was done on purpose, and she has evidence.

Because the simulator paused before adding the second half of the sentence.

It's just like some black-hearted bosses, who make their employees work day and night, and still find all kinds of excuses to deduct their wages, hoping that you will take out loans to go to work.

After all, I have made a contribution to this world, so why can't I enjoy extra benefits?

As if having heard Bai Qingge's dissatisfaction and complaints, new explanations began to emerge.

[To thank the host for discovering the bug, the prize for this lucky draw will be doubled. Thank you for your contribution to the simulator. Please keep up the good work for your perfect life.]