Suspense: Inacreditável, Ganhei um Sistema de Cultivo Logo no Início
【Sem romance + agricultura + fluxo infinito + sistema para todos + gastronomia, não é assustador, o foco é o humor leve, ajuda mútua, convivência amigável e harmoniosa, com pouca intriga】 Trabalhando arduamente por 28 anos, Xia Wu Lei acabou exausta diante do computador. Sua alma foi parar em um novo mundo, onde teria a chance de completar tarefas, acumular pontos e ressuscitar a si mesma. Xia Wu Lei queria recusar, mas acabou sorteando o sistema de agricultura. Era realmente difícil dizer não a isso. Só quando ela entrou no cenário percebeu: Espera aí, por que é um jogo de terror?! … O sistema pediu solo espiritual avançado, e Xia Wu Lei imediatamente pensou: O solo capaz de criar zumbis milenares certamente é ótimo! O sistema pediu criaturas de água viva, e Xia Wu Lei pensou de novo: Olha só, aqueles fantasmas do rio de sangue são suficientemente vivos, não? O sistema pediu madeira rara de dez mil anos, e Xia Wu Lei pensou pela terceira vez: Espere aí, aquela árvore velha do oeste deve ter mais de dez mil anos. O sistema entrou em colapso: Pare com isso, você é demais!
Suspense: Inacreditável, Ganhei um Sistema de Cultivo Logo no Início
Xia Wulei propped her chin on her hand, lost in thought.
She hovered in midair in a semi-transparent state, gazing at her own body slumped over the computer.
If she guessed correctly, she must be dead.
It was now 3:41 a.m. After working for twenty-six hours straight, she’d felt her heart race, and when she woke, she found herself like this.
Xia Wulei shrugged indifferently. She’d had no family since childhood, clawed her way up on her own, and now, with her passing, there were no attachments left behind.
But where was a ghost supposed to go?
Before she could ponder further, a wave of dizziness struck, and she found herself in a brand-new, unfamiliar space.
“Number 80757, welcome to the Realm Before Passing!” A white orb floated before her, voice bright and cheerful.
“The Realm Before Passing? What’s that?” Xia Wulei was stunned.
“It’s the world right before you pass on completely! I’m No. 8, the manager here, and I’ll be your guide! I’m sure you’re full of regret at your sudden death, but as long as you work hard and complete your tasks, earn enough points, you can be resurrected! So, let’s—”
…What a carelessly named world.
“I don’t want to be resurrected.” Xia Wulei didn’t even think before cutting No. 8 off mid-speech.
No. 8 looked as if it had been strangled, and after a long pause, it managed, “What did you say?”
Nearly everyone on the brink of death would be overjoyed at the chance to return. Who would refuse?
“The living world is too exhausting—I can’t keep up anymore. Let me just r
