Intellectual retardation system: Even ancestors are afraid of crazy criticizers and gossip lovers

On the surface of the gurgling water, there was a beautiful woman lying. Her skin was as delicate as a baby, her facial features were exquisite, her eyelashes were long and thick, and her eyes were relaxed and closed.

Like a sleeping beauty.

At this time, she had an aura that was not like that of a normal person.

Because she is a ghost...

Yan Li went to hell again.

You heard it right, again!

After time travel, this was her No. 80 eight times in the eighteenth level of hell.

She remembered the last time she went to the underworld.

Not to mention the previous times, she couldn't remember clearly. Just that time, she tripped with her left foot and fell to death.

I don't quite understand it. When others see death, they are at most frightened and then completely cool.

Or others can be reborn at most twice.

Or the death cycle of others is an accident caused by others.

She is different, just... don't mention it, it would be embarrassing to say it.

Someone will choke to death when drinking water, someone can dislocate their neck if they sneeze, and they will burp if they move too much.

She felt that her existence was all about experiencing various ways of death.

Not to mention these disgusting things, just think that your body is weak, but others are in a cycle of death, so why do you have to go to hell?

There is still no need to review it directly, and there is no need to follow the black and white impermanence one after another before going to the King of Hell to explain what sins he has committed.

Not at all!

In this way, they were directly thrown into the eighteen levels of hell to be tortured, and took turns to experience the hell package.

Thinking about it in her vague memory, she couldn't remember anything she had done that was so unscrupulous!

Unless he did something that made people jealous in his previous life before time travel.

Being able to experience the eighteen levels of hell package 88 times can only destroy the planet!

She only remembered that she had traveled through time, and then she was on the road to an infinite death cycle, either burping, or on the road of burping.

There is no memory left before the time travel, I only remember being called Yanli.

Not to mention after time travel, the fragmented memory is so blurred that I can no longer remember it, including the knowledge I learned, and I basically no longer have a teacher.

Yan Li lay quietly in the churning oil pan, his eyes open and lifeless, and his thoughts were distracted.

So... who is messing with her!

Let him come out, and she will definitely not press him into the oil pan and fry him until both sides are golden!

"Ouch~" A scream sounded from the edge of the oil pan.

Yanli knew who it was without turning around. Although she would not sink to the bottom, she still made a lazy stroke with one hand and slowly floated forward with her whole body. In an acquaintance's tone, she teased: "Xiao Er, it's a little late today. Ah, your mother didn’t teach you not to test the temperature of the oil pan with your hands?”

"How do you know my name is Xiaoer!" Gui Cha said in disbelief as he looked at the female ghost swimming backstroke in the oil pan.

Compared to the name, what is even more unbelievable is that the female ghost used the hot and bubbling oil pan as a swimming pool for backstroke, and even though the oil pan was obviously useful to her, the other party did not even frown.

The waiter is a patrol agent in the eighteenth level of hell. He works every day to inspect the situation in each level of hell.

"We met...you told me."

Yanli: How could you not know?This is the third time I've been fried, and I've seen it hundreds of times.

Except for the first round of eighteen levels of hell, I still felt pain.

In the second round, I felt nothing.

The third round is something I'm used to.

Although it still hurts.

She felt that the physical body she was living in was really weak. It was an accident at first, and then she really couldn't bear it. Her soul was baptized by hell and became strong, so she slowly learned to control her soul.

Eighteen levels, 88 times of hard work!There is no time in hell. Every time it takes so many years, I can’t even remember it.

She's not crazy...

Do not!

He might have gone crazy, but he just didn’t know it.

"I don't remember you?" The ghost waiter next to the oil pot thought about it, but he felt that he had never seen a female ghost before, especially when he told her her name.

"If you don't remember, just forget it. You will forget it after a while." Yan Li was too lazy to listen to the gossip this time and wanted to take a break and listen to the old ghosts telling their secrets.

"What do you mean?" As soon as Gui Cha finished speaking, the special female ghost in the oil pot pool instantly transformed into a living ghost and disappeared in front of him.

Damn it!

wrong!

Damn it!

There are even fewer female ghosts who can get into the frying pan. There is only one female ghost in the frying pan at this time, and those who can get into the frying pan are basically souls who have committed serious crimes.

Gui Cha stretched his neck to look and saw that there was nothing in the oil pot. He tilted his head suspiciously and checked the bottom of the oil pot, checking all the way around.

I seriously suspect that the oil pan has been in disrepair for a long time and is leaking. Is such a big thing missing?

After checking the results, it was found that the oil pot pool was in very good condition. It was obvious that he could not retire early and could still work for thousands of years.

At this time, Gui Cha really believed that the female ghost had escaped and was not missing.

The disappearance of a heinous evil spirit is a very important matter.

The figure of the ghost running to find his boss stayed in mid-air like a lag.

Time suddenly stopped and then went backwards like countless times.

……

"Ding, do you want to bind the counterattack system?"

"Tie." Yanli, who had left the eighteenth level of hell ahead of schedule, returned to the point before death and responded to the mechanical prompt concisely and firmly.

When she didn't want to drink breakfast milk, it would be like drinking dichlorvos, foaming at the mouth and dying. The feeling of death was still the same, even after 88 deaths, it was still sour and refreshing, and she didn't want to experience it again.

"Ding, the binding is successful."

Yanli felt as if his body was as relaxed as stepping on a cloud. His soul seemed to be able to easily control his body, and the body could bear the soul. He no longer needed to shrink up and could move freely.

She waited for a long time, but the system did not respond, so she asked, "What next?"

The system that had just been bound was as unresponsive as an illusion.

That's it?

"Is the system there..."

The system is as quiet as death.

Yanli looked at the sky speechlessly. In his suddenly blurred memory, he found the instructions for using the system on the Internet, and then said feebly: "System panel."

no response.

She tried calling again: "Space...task panel...mouse...touch screen...personal attributes..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a small translucent window popped up with her information on it.

personal attributes

Name: Yan Li (King of Eight Trigrams, Listener of Secrets of the Dead)

Gender: Female

Age: 20 years old

Physique: 5? (The plague chicken among the weak chickens)

HP: 58 minutes and 59 seconds (short-lived ghost)

Special ability: Cannot die until health reaches zero.

This made Yanli confirm that she was really bound to the system, but...she suspected that the system was not only cursing her, but also cursing her!

She had evidence but did not record it, but she recorded it manually, and every word she said was evidence presented in court.

"This system is so low-level!"

She had fully seen the differences in system levels. Looking at her personal attributes, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. Her health points were decreasing!

58 minutes and 55 seconds?

"Fuck your retarded system! It's a countdown to death!"

Now Yanli was not calm anymore. He finally bound to the system, thinking that he could be a human for a longer time, but he died in less than an hour.

"Get the keyword: countdown to death, activate the mission."

"Ding, the main mission is released: become the captain of the ball."

Yanli felt that his ears were not very good, so he just heard the prompts in his mind and questioned: "Chief? Do you want me to go to Africa, or to go to Africa and become the chief within an hour? System, you are really mentally retarded, right?"

Who can complete this task? She is not Superman!Even a ghost can't do this task. Even if she becomes a ghost 88 times, she still won't be able to teleport or flash.

Yan Li only had one idea: It’s okay not to want this system!

It is purely for the purpose of experiencing more ways to die, and there is an additional system to play together and die together.

The system's mechanical sound sounded: "Ding, main task one, say to the person who broke off the engagement: Thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

???

task?

As I thought of these two words, another window popped up.

At this time, Yanli looked carefully at the system prompt box and finally realized that the length of the ball was not that of the other chief.

It turns out that the system is so advanced... provided that the tasks are not so weird.

The mechanical voice sounded again: "Mission completed, rewarded with one day of health."

The ghost system releases a task and says it in two sentences.

And don’t bully young people into being poor... What kind of bizarre line is this? Why does it feel like it’s bound to a counterattack and slap-in-the-face system, or a system with the wrong gender? Could this system be broken?

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

It must be broken!

"I'll make a fool of you! What the hell is this mentally retarded system!" After Yanli scolded him, he lay on the bed feeling helpless for the rest of his life.

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

"Let me die..."

She thought it was good to die and travel back and forth to the [-]th level of hell, although it didn't feel good when she burped, and the noise from the hell made her brain hurt.

But this system is so stupid.

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

As time passes and half an hour passes, the system repeats this sentence.

Yanli was as indifferent as if she couldn't hear it, but this was the longest time she had lived.

At the same time, she felt the long-lost peace, without the screams of soul torture that would never stop.

She has been reborn 88 times and has never made it downstairs successfully.

Because of the experience of the eighteen levels of hell, being a ghost lasts longer than being a human.

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

Yan Li firmly refused: "No!"

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

"Don't do it!"

"Please system host to complete the task as soon as possible..."

"..."

Yan Li has determined that the system really has no thinking and is a retard!

She confirmed, definitely, that this system was just a scrap!