The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

The sun is shining and the spring is in full bloom.

Within the system, everything can be defined, including the weather and environment. The misty sea breeze blows over the distant sea, bringing a moment of coolness.

"Hmm... I haven't thought about it yet."

Mu Qingzhi picked a tangerine from the fruit platter that the maid Huozhi had brought to the table and put it into her mouth, shrugged her shoulders, looking relaxed.

"But I think the road is walked, not spoken. No one can know which direction they will go in the end when they first stand at the crossroads. It is meaningless to say these things too early. The initial definition can only be given at the end. What do you think?"

Shaking his head slightly, Shen Cifang said nothing, but just tapped the teacup lightly with his fingertips.

As she moved, countless stars emerged from the mist. Those stars were not real celestial bodies, but countless broken fragments of memories that flickered in the void.

"You need an anchor for your path, give me your hand."

Looking up, Shen Cifang looked at her.

"Whether it's me, her, or anyone else, we all choose to start with the three elements when building the road. That is the foundation of everything. There is no need to rush about the specific content of the road, but you must determine the anchor point at the beginning."

"Anchor point..."

After perhaps a moment's hesitation, Mu Qingzhi stretched out her hand, and in response to her action, Shen Cifang lightly tapped the palm of her hand with his fingertips. Thousands of galaxies flowed from the teacup, and moon-white silver sand slid down from the sea of ​​stars, outlining intricate and strange patterns on her palm.

"The answer you want is in the palm of your hand."

"The palm of your hand..."

With some hesitation, Mu Qingzhi stared at the star sand in his hand.

At a certain moment, the moon-white silver sands began to spin silently, and gradually a familiar face appeared in front of her.

Xia Mi was looking at the sunset from the top of the Ferris wheel, Eri was lying on the table in the sun counting little yellow ducks, Ling was holding a withered rose in the snow, and the overwhelming sandstorm drowned out all the answers.

Mu Qingzhi blinked, and the image in front of her changed again.

She recognized the afternoon sunshine at Kassel Academy, Finkel being chased and hacked across the lawn for stealing her lunch box, Chu Zihang silently fixing her broken high heels, and Lu Mingfei hiding a small pendant in the birthday cake. But the scene changed again, and Shana's figure appeared in the middle. She was practicing swordsmanship on the lawn in front of Tiandao Palace as if to vent her feelings. It seemed that she suddenly noticed something and looked up alertly, and then the girl's stunned expression met her gaze.

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"You want to use the bond as an anchor?"

Suddenly, a blue-haired cat poked its head out from the grass, with some grass debris on the ends of its hair.

"Friendly reminder, feelings are the most unstable variable, whether it's for you or them, it's the same. Staying away from them is the best protection for them. Back then, Xiaoshen was..."

—A friendly fist thrust out from the side interrupted her speech.

"Ignore her and move on."

He nodded slightly at her, and Shen Ci Fang rarely explained something.

"It's not the same as it was before. The environment has changed a lot. What she said is not applicable now."

"There's no need to continue. I know the way forward."

Shaking her head slightly, Mu Qingzhi loosened her hand and let the silvery-white gauze slip from her fingertips.

"...Okay, now that you know, I feel relieved."

After staring at her for a while, without any intention of asking further questions, Shen Cifang nodded calmly.

"I have Otsutsuki Isshiki's wedge here, you can do whatever you want with him."

"Wedge... By the way, what is the nature of that thing? Have you figured it out?"

As if she had thought of something, Mu Qingzhi opened her mouth and asked.

"Information. Or, to be more precise, quasi-memes."

Picking up the teacup on the table and taking a sip, Shen Cifang spoke lightly.

"To put it simply... a special key to eternal life."

"The key to eternal life...?"

"It's no big deal. If you really can't understand it, just think of it as a kind of information erosion and pollution on the spiritual level. This kind of thing poses no threat to you. On the contrary, you are their natural enemy."

Shaking his head slightly, Shen Cifang took out a pure black regular octahedron from his pocket and threw it to her.

"I have sealed this thing in a period of solidified time and space. If you want to use it, just use the law of time to touch it. Although this thing looks a little weird, it can be used as a good battery."

"Um...thanks."

After picking up the regular octahedron and looking at it for a while, Mu Qingzhi nodded towards Shen Cifang.

"Don't thank me. Strictly speaking, I didn't contribute much."

As in most of the past, there was still not much fluctuation in the expression on Shen Cifang's face.

——Except for a certain blue-haired guy, few people can make her lose her composure.

"Well, it's time for you to leave. There are still a lot of things waiting for you to deal with outside. I also have my own things to do here, so I won't keep you here."

His eyes swept over the blue-haired corpse still lying motionless on the grass nearby, and Shen Cifang picked up the teacup again.

"By the way, I have regulated the flow of time here before, so you don't have to worry about those things in your heart - that is a world-class regulation."

"Ahem...thank you very much anyway."

Mu Qingzhi coughed a little awkwardly and stood up from the table.

"No need to apologize. I wasn't helping you. I just did it for the sake of convenience."

Mu Qingzhi: “…”

...These days, perhaps being tsundere is actually quite popular?

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When Mu Qingzhi opened her eyes, her consciousness had returned to reality from between the systems.

Although she had entered the system in spirit before, but now when she came out, not only could she still smell the fragrance of the fruit in her mouth, but in her hand, she was holding a pure black regular octahedron.

Mu Qingzhi looked down at the "wedge" in his hand, thought for a moment, and then threw it onto the Jianmu beside him.

——God’s suggestion is good. This is indeed a very useful battery.

After doing all this, she turned her head and saw the pale and scary Sheren beside her.

"How is it, you should be alive, right?"

Sheren: “…”

"That's enough. It's just a hole in your chest. Here, just put this band-aid on it."

Ignoring the other party's silent gaze, Mu Qingzhi waved his hand casually and threw a Band-Aid to the other party.

"Don't worry, you won't die in here... At worst, I can help you get out."

Otsutsuki Toneri: “…”

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ