The System Exploded And I Became The System

In the room, Xia Qingming took the gold and thought about it, and several of the gold rings fell into the micro storage space.

With another thought, the man came directly to the urban world.

Lying on the hospital bed, Xia Qingming could feel that it would take some time for him to recover from the injury of being shot.

Raising his somewhat stiff arm, the man put several gold rings on the bedside table beside him.

"Hua La, Hu La, Hu La~"

It was like Yugong moving mountains and Jingwei filling the sea.

Although the storage space was only large enough to accommodate a chestnut.

But in the multiple transportations, the gold piled up on the bedside table was still increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although only thirty or forty grams were transported at a time, it was equivalent to 10,000 or 20,000.

This action lasted for more than two hours.

Looking at the more than ten kilograms of gold piled up on the bedside table, Xia Qingming breathed a sigh of relief.

It must be said that although this special medicine did not give any points, it did greatly increase the time he could control his body.

After transporting all the gold and small batches, Xia Qingming finally returned to the state where he could not control his body.

Taking out the tablet beside him, Xia Qingming began to understand the world in detail in the last few moments.

Before, his information about this world was all about mental hospitals and the hustle and bustle of traffic.

And the knowledge formed by some fragmented information.

To understand the world in detail, you need to fully devote yourself to this Internet.

More than an hour later.

Xia Qingming rubbed his swollen and painful brain, then sent a message to his parents with the tablet.

Not long after.

A middle-aged couple came to Xia Qingming's ward quickly and chaotically.

Because it was night, the ward was dark, with only some instruments emitting some light.

However, there was light shining in the corridor outside the door.

Xia Qingming could see that his parents in this world had obvious anxious expressions on their faces, but the despair they had before was less, and their mental outlook was also better than before.

It seemed that his previous operation of conjuring gold had helped the couple come out of despair.

"Qingming, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?" The mother stepped forward quickly and asked with concern.

During the day, Xia Qingming gave her so much gold.

Tonight, she and her husband were selling that batch of gold.

After seeing the message from Xia Qingming asking them to go to the hospital, the two came immediately.

"Dad, Mom, I have something to give you." Xia Qingming looked at the two people in front of him, and then fumbled on the bedside table next to him.

"Click~"

The lamp on the bedside table lit up.

The light was not too dazzling, and it directly illuminated the darkness of the bedside table.

It also showed the pile of gold!

"This!"

When gold meets light, dazzling golden light explodes in the room, occupying the couple's sight!

Gold, so much gold!

Xia Qingming: "These are all made by my superpowers. You can take them and exchange them for money to buy back the house we sold. I want to go home."

"This, this is incredible!" The father stared and murmured.

When he heard Xia Qingming's mother talk about Xia Qingming's superpowers before, he still maintained a half-believing attitude.

After all, it was a statement that challenged a person's worldview for decades.

If you didn't see it with your own eyes, you couldn't believe it at all!

But now...

In the end, this pile of ten pounds of gold, worth two or three million, was handed over to Xia Qingming's father, who asked him to exchange it for money.

From this moment on, Xia Qingming's parents in this world no longer had to ask for help for the cost of treating Xia Qingming!

"Are you hungry? These are your favorite wontons. The doctor said that your injury has healed well and you can eat some hard food."

"Try it now."

With a bright smile on her face, the mother opened the lunch box, revealing the wontons with the aroma of meat.

Xia Qingming just smelled the fragrance, and his Adam's apple moved unconsciously.

Speaking of which, he has never had a good meal in this world.

As for the food in the wasteland world, due to the lack of conditions for growing vegetables, everyone's main food is meat.

But when it comes to meat, in the wasteland world, there is only human meat and monster meat!

There is no need to say much about human meat. Unless those guys are self-degrading and have lost their humanity, no one will eat it.

And in the Yellow Sand Underground City, the main food is monster meat.

But the meat of those monsters is smelly and fishy. No matter how well it is cooked, even if it is smashed into meat balls, it is impossible to haveFragrance.

When you eat it, there is only sour and rotten smell.

People with poor physical constitution may even get sick.

If it is not to fill their stomachs, no one wants to eat such disgusting food.

Of course, everyone has gotten used to it over the years.

The pursuit of so-called delicious food is nothing more than some canned food, snacks and other items that have long expired and left over from the old times.

Compared with the food in the wasteland world, the bowl of wontons in front of Xia Qingming is more attractive than anything else!

A mouthful of broth was fed into his mouth by his mother with a spoon.

The sweet taste of the warm broth is like a spring flowing down from a high mountain.

In Xia Qingming's throat, when it flows into his stomach, this spring seems to extend to the desert.

Wherever it passes, there are flowers!

The signal conveyed by the taste buds to the brain is determined by the climbing!

"Come, eat a wonton." The mother scooped up a wonton from it and sent it to Xia Qingming's mouth, who was wearing various medical equipment.

Open your mouth and swallow it.

Take a bite.

The tender wontons, opened in the mouth, the rich meaty aroma and the touch of fresh pork, like a live pig, jumping and playing in Xia Qingming's mouth!

Just a bowl of wontons, Xia Qingming had tears in his eyes, as if he realized the true meaning of life!

If someone gave him such a bowl of wontons in the wasteland world before the awakening system, he could follow the other person for life!

This is not an exaggeration!

"Is it delicious?" The mother on the side looked at Xia Qingming's expression, both funny and distressed.

"When your gunshot wound is healed, my father and I will take you to eat any delicious food you want!" The mother rubbed Xia Qingming's hair lovingly.

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Wasteland world.

After Xia Qingming came back, it was morning here.

Some sparse movements appeared in the yellow sand underground city.

Rubbing his face, Xia Qingming smacked his lips with unsatisfied satisfaction.

There was no taste in his mouth, but rather a bad breath from the night.

If there was no system, he would have thought that the previous meal was a dream.

With a wave of his hand, in front of Xia Qingming was a packaged wonton.

He resisted eating it and waved his hand to put it back into the storage space.

He had a use for this wonton.

He turned on the crackling light bulb in the room.

Just as Xia Qingming was about to go out, he saw a note on the ground sticking out from the crack of the door.

[No. 20 was shot dead. Did you shoot No. 20? ]

[After No. 5 and No. 20 died last night, did you take their remains away? ]

[The past two days have been quite chaotic. The day after tomorrow night, I will give you news and invite you to come out and explain what happened yesterday. ]

[Also, the patrol department has determined from the pistol bullet that the suspects last night were you and more than a dozen members of your three escort teams. ]

[There is a new bullet at the door. Pick it up and remember to keep your identity hidden. ]

[After reading it, burn or eat the note. ]

There is a lot of information on the note. It can be confirmed that it was left by someone from the photo session.

It is most likely the fourth chief.

In response, Xia Qingming nodded slightly: "You still remember to help me hide."

Open the door.

In a corner of the door, in an inconspicuous area, there is a bullet he used yesterday, a brand new bullet of the same model!

Yesterday, the situation was urgent, and Xia Qingming had to shoot to solve the other party.

When he went to bed last night, he also thought of this omission.

However, if the people from the patrol department really come to investigate, he can find an excuse to deal with it.

But relatively speaking, with this bullet, if he ensures that all his bullets are on him and there are no omissions, he does not need to make excuses and can directly clear his suspicion!

"Fortunately, the bullets used for shooting outside last time were not this batch, but several unused bullets from earlier."

"After adding this one, it just matches the number of bullets issued last time."

...

The wasteland world lacks water and supplies.

Therefore, there is naturally no such thing as brushing teeth and washing faces in the morning of this world.

The members of the guard team, yawning and rubbing their eyes, gathered together early.

They began to exercise their superpowers under the leadership of their respective captains.

One hour later.

The morning exercise ended.

The guard team touched their stomachs one by one, with expectations in their eyes, and went to the canteen in the city.

In the canteen, the corpses of monsters have been chopped up and cooked into a pot of rotten meat.

The daily food that has always been seen, in the eyes of Xia Qingming, can't see the slightest appetite.

And the sour smell also makes Xia Qingming shake his head slightly.

However, this thing is seen by the guards aroundIt is a delicacy!

Monster meat has different textures and flavors.

Today's batch of monster meat has relatively better meat quality.

And everyone has eaten it for so many years, and they have already said that they don't reject it.

It's like a certain country's attachment to kimchi.

"Before dinner, our patrol team will select 15 people from the third team to cooperate with us in investigating the murder case last night."

When the three groups of guards came to the cafeteria, seven or eight people from the patrol team appeared and spoke bluntly.