Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

As soon as Song Xi looked over, Bai Huan turned his head and jumped onto the window sill to bask in the sun.

It seems that he doesn't want to talk to him for the time being.

Song Xi turned off the news and couldn't help sighing in his heart. He didn't know what to do now, and the world of this task had no clue.

Yuanshen's voice was said to be irritated the day after tomorrow. It stands to reason that it should be cured, but the question is, how to cure it?He didn't even know how the original body was stimulated, it was too much.

The most important thing is that he can't even find a decent job now. The technological society is very good, but there are no bricks to move, and labor is worthless.

Bai Huan didn't know what Song Xi was thinking, but just looking at his expression, he seemed a little frustrated.

He began to reflect again, did he hit the cub?Song Xi lives alone, so I don't know that these common senses should be normal...

After thinking about it, for the sake of the cub's physical and mental health, Bai Huan jumped into Song Xi's arms reluctantly, found a random place to nest, and slept with his eyes closed.

Song Xi avoided the cat's ears calmly, and continued to search for detailed information on various jobs on the star network.

First exclude jobs that require academic qualifications, the original body has never read a book, and is considered half illiterate, and then exclude jobs that require mental power, the original body has never measured mental power...

A lot of people have been excluded, and in the end there is only a job of interstellar broadcasting.

Song Xi curiously opened an interstellar live broadcast room, and found that the live broadcast was completely different from what he knew. The live broadcast in this world can construct a virtual world, and even the anchor can be virtualized.

Looking at the back, he said that he needed a set of professional equipment. Song Xi looked at the price again, and found that he couldn't afford it at all.

No money, worry.

Song Nian stared at Guangnao while drinking from a water glass, unconsciously swallowing the whole glass of water, but for some reason, his lips were still a little dry, as if the water hadn't been drunk.

Time passed quickly, Song Xi didn't know why, suddenly there was some itching on the back of his hand, that kind of itching came out from the flesh, which made people have an urge to grab the flesh.

Unable to hold back, he put down his light brain and scratched the back of his hand twice. Obviously he didn't use much force, but Song Xi felt a slight pulling sensation on the back of his hand, which was a little painful.

Song Xi looked down subconsciously, and saw that the dead skin half the size of a fist had come off the back of his hand. The skin was not dripping with blood, but a new layer of skin, white and tender with a touch of newborn skin.

Does he have that much strength?Song Xi looked at the peeling dead skin in astonishment, could it be that the skin was too dry?

Bai Huan watched the whole process, and thought to himself, it seems that the matter over there needs to be speeded up.

Now, there are not many cubs that can successfully grow to adulthood, so I finally found a...

Song Xi raised his hand and looked at it for a while, then got up and rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find a box of hand cream in the original body's room, applied it casually, and made sure that there was no dead skin falling off again, then he relaxed and continued to browse the star network.

In the evening, just as Song Xi fell asleep on his front feet, Bai Huan left through the window on his back feet.

As soon as he jumped out, Bai Huan seemed to feel inappropriate again. He saw a golden light shimmering outside the window, and a figure suddenly stood outside the window. He couldn't see the face clearly against the moonlight, but the tall figure and the majestic aura of the whole body made people unable to bear it. Live wanting to surrender.

The figure stared at the peaceful sleeping face on the bed, then directly took out a cloth bag from his pocket, reached in through the window sill, and gently placed the cloth bag beside the bed.

After finishing, without any hesitation, taking advantage of the bright moonlight, Bai Huan turned around and left.

Song Xi was unaware of all this, and he slept extremely restlessly.

He dreamed about the scene of that night again, but this time there was no buffer period, the scene changed directly, and the flowers and green grass all over the mountains turned into withered yellow grass.

Song Xi seemed to be floating on the water. The waves swept over him, and several giant shadows descended beside him. He tried to raise his head, but he couldn't see the correct appearance.

The morning sun fell on his face, and Song Xi woke up from the nightmare again. As soon as he recovered, he found a cloth bag on the bedside.

this sound...

Song Xi opened the cloth bag, and as expected, there was a bag full of star coins inside. Judging by the amount, it was enough for half a month's food expenses.

But, who put the star coin on his bedside?

Song Xi subconsciously glanced around the room with his eyes, but did not see the familiar figure of Mr. Cat, so he searched the room, but he was gone.

Uncle Cat seems to be gone, could it be that he also left behind the star coin?

Puzzled, Song Xi was too lazy to think about it, and put the star coins in the cabinet with peace of mind. Anyway, cats can turn into white tigers, and it is not uncommon to be able to take out money, just treat it as the meal money of the cat uncle and medical bills.

Song Xi picked up some food casually, and went out to find a job after eating. He didn't go far today, and he was running errands and unloading goods for someone in a small supermarket in a slum area.

After running back and forth for a few laps, Song Xi's face became hot and itchy. He wiped his sweat, and suddenly heard an exclamation: "My God! Why is your skin so red!"

Song Xi subconsciously looked at the shopkeeper who was talking, and pointed at himself, me?

The shopkeeper kept nodding, took out a mirror and handed it to him: "You must not be allergic, why don't you go to the clinic first?"

Song Xi held up the mirror, his whole face was flushed abnormally, spreading from his forehead to the jawline, and his lips were extremely dry.

He can't really be allergic, can he?

Song Xi returned the mirror to the store owner, took out a pen and paper and wrote that he would go to the clinic first, and the store didn't make things difficult for him in case he had an accident, so he just gave him some salary.

Rushing to the clinic in a hurry, his face turned even redder, and now he looks like a monkey's ass|butt.

The doctor checked and found no allergies, but he didn't know the specific reason for a long time, so he waved his hand and suggested that Song Xi go to a big hospital outside.

Song Xi didn't go, and went home directly. He soaked cold water in a towel and applied it to his face for half an hour.

I don't know if it was a chain effect caused by the face, Song Xi's arms also started to turn red, and his whole body was dry and itchy. When he scratched a fingerprint, he asked the system: "I have some skin disease, right?"

The system said it didn't know, and it wasn't a doctor, so it suggested casually, "Why don't you try drinking some water?"

Song Xi dubiously believed it, and poured a full glass of water. Not long after he drank it, the red itching on his body actually dissipated a little, and his face was still flushed, but it didn't have much effect.

Really useful!

Song Xi drank another glass of water, and the blush on his body had completely dissipated. He breathed a sigh of relief, put down the water glass and walked into the bathroom, and quickly took a hot shower.

After washing, the discomfort on the body completely disappeared, and I felt relaxed.

However, Song Xi didn't finish his work today. He slumped on the bed like a salted fish, took out his optical brain and tuned up a movie to watch boredly.

After an unknown amount of time, the moon hung in the sky, and the light fell on Song Xi's bed from the window sill.

He rubbed his legs together, and the itchiness spread from the soles of his feet to the roots of his legs.

What happened today?Song Xi frowned, lifted the quilt and stretched out his feet. Following the moonlight, he could see large pieces of skin peeling off from his two legs, like a snake sloughing off.

The author has something to say: Good night, good night, set up a flag, tomorrow will be Saturday (nodding)

ps: Thank you cuties for your birthday wishes, Memejiu (≧ω≦)/