Quick Travel Plane Development Notes

Qian Erwei and Liu Zijiang were also shocked. Their shock was written on their faces. They had no idea what Zhao Yu was talking about.

Liu Zijiang wanted to know what was going on, but seeing Zhao Yu's unhappy face, he suppressed the question.

Qian Erwei rolled his eyes quietly, no one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Chengjie had no time to care what Liu Zijiang and Qian Erwei thought, and hurriedly explained to Zhao Yu, "Brother Yu, it's not that I don't want to post it, but I want to edit it carefully to see how and where to post it."

He can follow Zhao Yu's wishes to realize his plans, but he will never dare or cannot offend Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu was satisfied and said, "Cut it better."

The four of them thought they were shady people in private. They envisioned Cheng Wenjin, who was supposed to be the weak one, returning to his position of embarrassment. They felt a wave of twisted pleasure in their hearts, but they never imagined that there was an invisible eye watching them.

After knowing that Zhao Yu also lived in this hospital, how could Zihua not be on guard against the four scumbags doing things that were detrimental to her life? She immediately released a trace of her mental energy in Zhao Yu's ward.

This bit of mental power is released as an independent individual. It does not allow her to 'see' everything in Zhao Yu's ward in real time. It only serves as a warning.

The advantage is that it doesn't require her to maintain it all the time like the method of extending her mental power. If the released mental power threads are not activated, the damage to her body will be negligible.

Just now, her mental power captured the malice directed against her and was activated, and Zi Hua immediately sensed it.

Sure enough, it was no coincidence that the original owner met Zhao Yu and the others.

Zi Hua found a small ball labeled "Information Converter" from the dimensional space, dragged it with her mental power and placed it on top of Zhao Yu's mobile phone. The small ball quickly sank into Zhao Yu's mobile phone.

After two or three seconds, the ball appeared.

Following the same pattern, the other three people's mobile phones, including Qian Erwei's broken mobile phone, were all visited by Xiaoqiu.

The information converter is a tool used to export and import information on different carriers. It is also not a physical object, but appears in the form of a small ball.

Zihua took back the ball and imported the information exported by the ball from the four people's mobile phones into his own phone.

The ball slowly dissipated after importing the information into her phone.

It's a pity that the information converter is a consumable item, and there are only six of them in the dimension.

After looking through the photos and videos related to her on several people's mobile phones, Zi Hua raised her eyebrows. Many of them were 'dirty material' about the original owner in her previous life.

Rape her?

She waited to see how well the cut went.

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Zi Hua's mental training was relatively smooth.

The practice of the mind method in basic martial arts is to absorb the spiritual energy from the outside into the body through the movement of the mind method in the meridians.

This is a world on the scientific side. Generally speaking, the world on the scientific side tends to be inanimate. Fortunately, there is spiritual energy in this world. Although there is little spiritual energy, you can practice as long as you have the mind.

The difference lies in the speed of cultivation and the level to which one can cultivate.

The spiritual energy is absorbed into the body, and the benefits it brings to the body are visible to the naked eye. The external bruises faded faster, leaving only a few faint yellow patches.

The internal bleeding invisible to the naked eye has basically healed.

In order to avoid recovering too quickly, she did not use spiritual energy to repair her body, otherwise there would be no traces of injury.

At this point, Juhua's attending doctor joked with the latest test report that she had good genes, was beautiful and had strong resilience.

After repeated confirmations, she couldn't help but sigh, "It's great to be young. It doesn't seem to be a big problem for the time being, but it's best to stay in the hospital for two more days before being discharged."

It was related to her daughter's health, so Cheng Qiuyun did not disobey the doctor and hurriedly paid the fee.

There was nothing wrong with Yuhua, she went downstairs slowly.

Behind the building is a small garden with luxuriant green plants and a variety of flowers and trees blooming brightly and full of vitality.

This was the first time that Zihua went downstairs since being hospitalized.

She wandered aimlessly in the small garden.

Everything is new to her.

Seeing it through memory is a completely different experience from seeing it with your own eyes.

Her nebula is vast and boundless, but there is no life like this world.

These lives are in various forms, so fragile that she can kill countless of them with her current body.

But each one of them made her novel.

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Jiang Yan was sitting under the wisteria trellis, holding an open book in her hand, but her eyes were not on the book.

It was a girl she was observing.

The girl is fifteen or six years old? or seventeen or eight years old? Like her, wearing a hospital gown like her, walking around in the small garden.

She has paid attention to the girl since she accidentally saw the girl walking into the small garden.

The reason for concern is tacky: the girl is pretty.

Not only men like to look at beautiful women, women also like to look at them. Jiang Yan is not at the level of face control, but regardless of whether she is male or female, she will take a few more glances.

Long flowing hair, full of beauty.

In addition to being beautiful, the girl's every move was filled with a kind of natural ease, which reminded her of green mountains, ancient towns, or the blue sea. Jiang Yan couldn't think of which one was more appropriate. Anyway, it made her think It looks very comfortable.

Jiang Yan thought about it and laughed, laughing at herself that she suddenly became a literary artist, she really hit that sentence, being sick makes people sentimental.

However, it is true that this girl makes people feel comfortable.

After a while, the girl came over to the wisteria trellis.

Now is the flowering season of wisteria, and the fragrance can be smelled from far away. Hundreds of lavender flower clusters hang from the branches, decorating the ordinary walkway into a dreamy corridor.

No one doesn't like this beautiful scenery, Jiang Yan will sit under the wisteria trellis for a while between treatments every day.

"The trash can is over there." Jiang Yan pointed to a corner on the left, reminding the girl.

She just saw the girl pick out a drink bottle from the grass on the side of the road, and her perception of the girl got better.

Xi Hua held up the empty drink bottle in her hand, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Yuhua knew that someone was looking at her from time to time, but she ignored the gaze that was directed at her without any malice.

"Yes." Jiang Yan pointed to the trash can in the shape of a tree stump in the corner, "The trash can placed here has a special shape and is easy to be overlooked. Here, the opening on the right is for recyclables."

Yu Hua: "I don't want to throw it away, this can be sold for money."

Everything is novel, and it doesn't matter where Yuhua is or what she does.

Since she used the original owner's body identity, she planned to help Cheng Qiuyun avoid that disabling accident.

I haven't figured out what to do next, most likely I will leave Cheng's house and walk around.

But wherever and whatever you do, you need one essential thing: money.

Being a human is such a hassle. You have to eat and drink well, and you have to have a place to sleep. Your body can't stand the cold or the heat.

After she paid for the use of the original owner's body, the cause and effect were settled, and she could no longer ask for Cheng Qiuyun's money.

Calculated when Cheng Qiuyun had an accident, it would be half a year later, and when she left, she would have to earn money to buy food by herself.

Xihua knew from the memory of the original owner that empty beverage bottles can be sold for money, so she picked them up.

I'm going to cry, when the seventh chapter was uploaded, the copy was wrong, now the seventh chapter has been re-edited, the words with (repair) are repaired