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

There are some skin, bone, blood and flesh repairs later, but the effects achieved are not what she urgently needs.

The gift of eyesight and liver cultivation can make one immune to all poisons. Although I don't know the principle, it's enough as long as I can achieve the goal.

But she still had a little hesitation, that is, is moon energy poisonous?

It is true that some substances are just ordinary things for ordinary people, but for certain specific people, even just breathing them can cost them their lives.

To a certain group of people, this is poison.

But what if this wasn't poison? She wasn't sure about her physical condition and whether she could perform the second simulation.

Or she could go back and choose another world, such as her original world, her home planet.

As a world dedicated to the development of psychic energy, the opportunity for awakening must be much more reliable than this world that is immune to all poisons.

"Hey, wait, there's no back button!"

"Fuck, this is forced buying and selling. I want to complain!"

It is impossible to file a complaint, mainly because I don’t know where to file a complaint.

So she could only accept her fate, since her mind was full of flying swords from the beginning.

As a result, his psychic powers and sword flying were gone. It was a typical case of picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons. Normal people should never try this.

Invest all 13 destiny points into the Eye Talent.

Even if it can't be cured, she hopes it will be of some use. At least it can give her a breath and she can continue.

Speaking of which, the world is so big, where can I find my lifelong enemy? If I can’t find him, I will have to wait until I die. After I die, can I come back?

With some worry, Bai Qingge started the game.

【Start simulation】

It was as if someone had suddenly hit him with a club. Bai Qingge's eyes fell into darkness, and naturally he did not see the reply from the system.

[It's destined, I wish the host a happy game! 】

At this moment, the thugs on the 10th floor seemed to sense something and rushed out with their hands as swords.

The Yunding Building, which was strong enough to withstand a seventh-level swordsman, was cut cleanly in the face as if it had been hit by a high-power laser weapon.

If it weren't for the special structure of the building, this sword would be enough to cut the Genting Building off from the 10th floor.

Nie Luandi was so frightened that he even forgot to attack at the first moment, "Ninth level sword cultivator, or tenth level sword cultivator?"

No, she didn't use a sword just now. Could she be a psychic?

Whether it was a swordsman or a psychic, this intruder was just in disguise and she would never be able to defeat him.

Should I run away now? If I leave, can that woman stop me?

Under the thug's helmet, a pair of sad eyes raised their heads with trepidation and anxiety.

Those eyes seemed to be able to see through all obstacles and saw Bai Qingge leaning on the boss chair, as if resting with his eyes closed.

A picture of peaceful days came into the eyes of the rioters. Time seemed to be stagnant. Nie Luandi was also struggling about what to do. The battle downstairs was coming to an end.

But all this seemed unimportant to Bai Qingge, who had already started the "game".

137 years of prosperity.

The red land is thousands of miles away, and people die of hunger everywhere.

Bones are exposed in the wild, and no rooster crows for thousands of miles.

The cutscenes are shocking. Although it is called a prosperous era, natural disasters and man-made calamities have never ceased.

The people were displaced and fled from their homes to places where there was no war, but wherever they arrived, the war spread to that place.

No one can escape the flames of war and the ravages of war.

Whether they were ordinary people or wealthy businessmen, they all became "refugees".

And she was just an ordinary baby born into this exile, an ordinary refugee.

[You were born with hatred and war, no one is happy about your birth, your parents see you as a burden and...food that can be exchanged.]

Hey! Wait, what does this mean? I have to send it at the beginning?

Bai Qingge panicked, and by the time she came to her senses, she had turned into a little baby, moving restlessly and crying in her cradle.

It seems like an accusation and despair against the world.

Bai Houtu looked at the child in his arms, frowning in his deep sunken eyes.

Lying on the ground was his exhausted wife, who had not eaten proper food for a long time and was very weak after giving birth. Now even opening her eyes was a very difficult task for her.

There was another one at hand, my son who just turned 5 years old not long ago. He had never eaten any decent food, but his stomach was bloated and he was sleeping soundly on the ground.

Those desperate eyes seemed to have made up their minds.

Bai Houtu picked up the newborn Bai Qingge from his weak wife's arms.

Bai Qingge, who had recovered from her shock, also realized the current situation. She closed her mouth and dared not cry anymore.

I was screaming in my heart, "Next time, I won't save my destiny points no matter what. I have to invest a few points in my family background. Otherwise, I will die suddenly at the beginning. Who can bear this?"

I hope this cheap dad can at least give me a quick death later.

A hoarse voice came out from his cracked lips, "He was a smart child, what a pity."

Xia Youliang, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have foreseen what would happen next and did not say anything to stop it.

She just held her son in her arms and closed her eyes numbly.

Bai Houtu held Bai Qingge in his arms, raised him high and said, "Who wants to replace the newly born white meat?"

White meat is also divided into grades, and the newly born white meat is the most popular.

Whether eaten raw or stewed, it is the best tonic. Some people even think that eating it can protect them from all diseases and greatly increase their chances of survival.

Those who had something in their hands immediately started bidding.

"Eight months."

"Three months."

"Three...three years old."

Bai Qingge, who was wrapped in a torn cotton cloth, saw the madness, pain and numbness in those people's eyes.

They were both witnesses and participants of such scenes of cannibalism.

She was one of the super giants in Los Angeles, but now she was going to be someone else's food.

What the hell is this world?

Aren’t there cultivators? Even if natural disasters cannot be dealt with, wars can always be prevented.

Judging from the cutscenes, there is no peaceful place on the map. One has to at least be the daughter of a vassal lord in order to develop safely. What the hell is this?

At this time, a man dressed like a servant raised his hand and said, "A pound of grain."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the attention of many refugees, but when they saw the servant's clothes and the long sword on his waist, they silently withdrew their gazes.

Bai Houtu also showed a look of surprise. If one could eat normal food, who would be willing to eat white meat?

A pound of grains mixed with Guanyin soil, tree bark, and grass roots can support their family of three for a long time. Since this servant is Mr. Wang's man, he should be able to raise the price further.

"I......"

"My child!" A mournful scream interrupted Bai Houtu's successful transaction.

The familiar scream made Bai Houtu turn around, and he saw his wife holding his fourth son, howling miserably without any tears.