Infinity Game: I become a god by krypton gold

Shen Yin slept until dawn. The sky had cleared now, and the sun shone into the room through the broken window, adding a bit of warmth to the deserted room.

She observed the room, and judging from the plot she received and the decoration in the room, it should be considered an era similar to the Song Dynasty. She couldn't tell the specifics, after all, it was in the game.

The room was small and narrow. In addition to her bed, there was a desk by the window with a small stack of paper and a writing brush on it. Next to it was a small desk with a teapot and teacups on it. Green Ying yesterday The water is poured from here at night.

On the other side is a semi-old carved dressing table. The red paint on it is mottled, which shows that it has been used for many years. In front of the dressing table is an embroidered round stool, which should be a matching item.

There was a bundle of neatly folded bedding placed near the door, which should have been used by Green Orioles to make bedding.

The smell of rice porridge came from the yard, and Shen Yin's stomach growled twice unconsciously.

She took the dusty coat from the bedside and put it on, then got down on the bed with soft hands and feet.

In the plot, she and Lu Ying have lost even a single copper coin, and they probably got rice on credit from the big kitchen.

Shen Yin searched the space for a long time and found two thumb-width gold bracelets without any special markings, and picked out a few gold rings. The two bags of jewelry she brought out from the game were basically all kinds of gemstones, diamonds, and pure gold. There weren't many things, and all that was left was the pendant she wanted to make for the jade talisman.

But gold should be easier to convert into money than jade and jade.

Shen Yin did not refuse. She was really hungry. There was nothing in the space that could be eaten.

After finishing the porridge, she handed the thing wrapped in the handkerchief to Lu Ying, telling her that it was something left to her by her mother, and asking her to go out to find a pawn shop to exchange for money and buy some rice, grain, meat and vegetables.

Among them, food and money are essential, which happen to be what she needs most.

After struggling for a long time, she was finally willing to believe that she, Shen Yin, was indeed a real waste without spiritual roots.

From her memory, she learned that in half a month, Liang Jin would take people to the Holy Mountain to look for opportunities. Since she wanted to go, she had to start making preparations in advance.

As soon as she wrapped the things she found in a slightly thicker coarse cloth handkerchief, Green Eagle came in with a small bowl of rice porridge.

Although Lu Ying's performance is mediocre in all aspects, fortunately she is loyal enough and very strict with her words. He can do whatever he asks her to do no matter what.

"Miss, please have something to eat. The rice porridge just out of the pot is delicious." Lu Ying's appearance can only be considered delicate at best. When she smiles, she has two pear dimples, which adds a lot to her appearance.

After Green Eagle took the things and left through the back door, she began to carefully check her spiritual roots according to the plot she received.

Shen Yin couldn't help but feel a little depressed. This round of the game requires cultivation. She doesn't even have spiritual roots, so how can she play?

"Don't be discouraged, aren't they all written in those novels? There are many techniques in this world that do not require spiritual training." Xuan Ci suddenly said this, startling Shen Yin.

"Why are you so mysterious?" She lay back on the couch angrily, feeling physically and mentally tired and not even wanting to move her fingers.

Xuan Ci didn't like hearing her say such things, "Why am I so mysterious? Aren't I always in your spine?"

"Then where did you read the novel?" Shen Yin decided to break the pot and ask. She didn't like reading novels, and she could guarantee that she hadn't read any novels recently, let alone that kind of cultivation novel.

When Xuan Ci was asked this question by her, he immediately lost his temper.