Marvel's Ten Thousand Worlds Recycling System

A sumptuous lunch was quickly prepared. New Year is not very popular in Chinatown. Americans pay more attention to Christmas, while immigrants living in Chinatown pay more attention to Spring Festival, so there is not much New Year in Chinatown. The atmosphere is still a bit deserted. Thousands

"Come up for dinner, An Xin, Qian Huan." Her mother's voice came from upstairs. After hearing her mother's words, An Xin couldn't help but complain that she was indeed not her biological child.

Li Qianhuan followed An Yi upstairs. The upstairs was decorated in a typical Chinese style, with a large solid wood table and a few mahogany chairs placed in the center. Four dishes and one soup were neatly placed on the table. The heat, color, flavor and taste will greatly increase one's appetite.

An An easily pulled out the chair for Li Qianhuan and sat next to Li Qianhuan. Seeing this, Jiang Geyang secretly raised his eyebrows at An Yi. Seeing his mother's little movements, An An couldn't laugh or cry. He had been so overwhelmed with such a heartwarming scene. He had not experienced this in years, eating alone, going to school alone, and working alone. He began to feel grateful that God had given him a chance to travel to this world.

"It's me you should be grateful to, not God." Suddenly a mechanical voice came out.

"What." An Xin said subconsciously.

"What's wrong, An Xin." Father asked.

"Nothing, nothing. I was just thinking about things at work. By the way, we have a vacation. We have a week's vacation. Dad, you will drive the car back with me in a few days. It's still in the car repair shop. I won’t go to work during the New Year." An Xin changed the topic. Things like time travel have happened to him. What else would surprise him? An Xin calmed down and planned to finish his meal. Ignore this strange sound, maybe you are hallucinating it, who knows.

The family was chatting and laughing, and more importantly, Jiang Geyang and An Yi were talking about the embarrassing things that happened when An An was a child. An An could only look at his parents helplessly. I have to say that Chinese parents really like to spend time together. In front of relatives and friends, they tell some things about their children in the past to show off their children in disguise.

The meal passed quickly. Li Qianhuan went to the kitchen to help clear the dishes. An Yi went to a neighbor's house to find someone to play mahjong. An An Yi returned to his small house.

The facilities in the house are very simple, with only a large solid wood bed, a desk and a wardrobe.

There were dozens of books on the desk, some in Chinese and some in English. An Xin picked up a book at random.

"A Thousand Gold Wings"

Ding, congratulations to the host An Xin for successfully contacting the F-level prop, "Qian Jin Yi Fang", and successfully opening the Wanjie recycling system, please click to view.

The mechanical voice suddenly appeared in his mind again. An Xin frowned, picked up the book, and lay down on the bed. He was quite interested in Chinese medicine before time travel. The director of the orphanage was once an old Chinese medicine doctor. He solved the children's illnesses alone. He used to be rebellious, but now that he has time, why not make good use of this time and enrich himself.

An Anxin read it for more than ten minutes. No wonder my predecessor didn't like to see Chinese medicine. This book is so complicated that I can't stand it anymore. There are some complicated words in the book. Many of them I don't know. Thanks to there are many words in it. Father's annotations make it easy to understand what the book says.

Ding, congratulations to the host An Xin for successfully contacting the F-level prop, "Qian Jin Yi Fang", and successfully opening the Wanjie recycling system, please click to view.

The mechanical sound sounded again.

"Can't you change your voice? Is there a lolita sound?" An Xin thought silently in his heart. As for what happened, he probably already understood. Isn't it the golden finger that most time-travel novels will open? This system should be He has a golden finger. As a modern person, he still knows these things.

Ding, congratulations to the host An Xin for successfully contacting the F-level prop, "Qian Jin Yi Fang", and successfully opening the Wanjie recycling system, please click to view.

As everyone wished, the voice this time was indeed changed to a lolita sound.

At the same time, a large screen appeared in An Xin's mind, with multiple buttons on it. The book "A Thousand Gold Wings" was in the center of the screen, and An Xin clicked it gently.

Qian Jin Yifang (F-level prop): Compiled by Sun Simiao, King of Medicine in 682 AD, this book records more than kinds of medicinal materials, discusses in detail their nature, flavor, indications, etc., and further expands on the basis of Qian Jin Yifang , which also includes Treatise on Febrile Diseases compiled by Zhang Zhongjing of the Han Dynasty.

After use, medical properties 3

Recycling value 3 contribution points

Whether to recycle or not?

In addition to this book, there are other contents on the screen, including backpacks, attributes, character relationships, shops, draws, and five main buttons. It looks a bit like the panel in the game. I clicked the exit button at the bottom and continued. He lay on the bed and read a book. Go to hell with the system or whatever. He had no interest in becoming a superhero. He felt that this kind of life was quite good, comfortable and comfortable. He even planned to wait for the opportunity to make money. After that, find a central city to live in that is hundreds of times safer than New York.

At this time, the system was also confused. It wandered thousands of worlds and chose thousands of hosts, including humans, elves, and all kinds of strange races. Each host held high esteem for it. In the palm of the hand, it is the first time it has seen someone like An Xin who doesn't take it seriously. However, in terms of settings, it does not have the ability to force the host to use this system, and if the host does not recycle its energy, its energy It is about to be used up and will fall into a permanent sleep. It is anxious. It does not want to fall into a permanent sleep. It must find a way to make An Xin recycle the book immediately.

"Lovely host, why don't you recycle this book? You can get three energy points. You only need one energy point to draw a lottery." Thinking of this, the system immediately used its lifelong skills. To seduce peace of mind.

"What to recycle? Doesn't recycling mean it's gone? This is my dad's treasure. If this book is gone, I won't have to eat dinner. And according to the normal routine, after I choose to recycle it, I should If I'm tied up by you, there will be some inexplicable tasks. If I can't complete them, I might have to kill them. Don't think that I haven't read time travel novels." An Xin complained. He was not a fool. Various routine systems emerged in endlessly. He I don’t want to be tortured by a system. This is the experience summed up by countless time-traveling predecessors with blood and tears. Moreover, I am just a non-staff agent. There should be no trouble for me. This way I am satisfied with the peace of mind in my life. , he doesn’t want his life to be broken by the system.