I am the Rebirth System: The Heroine Transformation Plan

When Xu Yuanying entered the space for the first time, he underwent four hours of high-intensity special training.

She used to envy Xie Lingdang for having such a golden finger, but these four hours of training completely made her disenchanted with the space. From then on, every time she entered the space, she felt like she was being tortured.

This special training method was inherited by Xie Lingdang from the memory of the previous tasker.

Close combat, sniper training, diving techniques, blasting and assault techniques, and even combat command.

There are also various firearms used.

Xie Lingdang used the system to generate a simulation program that allowed Xu Yuanying to use various modern firearms, including firearms unique to her own era.

Box gun, turtle box, Type 88 rifle, Zhongzheng rifle, Type rifle, flower machine gun, Thompson, Winchester, sniper rifle, etc.

Xie Lingdang also taught her how to use invisible ink, secret writing and other methods, as well as the most advanced cryptographic technology during the Republic of China period, taking into account the characteristics of the time.

Such as the Caesar cipher which uses alphabetic characters to replace other alphabetic characters.

A Vigenère cipher that uses multiple substitution tables to increase the difficulty of cracking.

And how to use the Enigma machine to crack mechanical codes.

Xu Yuanying also has to learn reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance techniques, as well as anti-interrogation techniques, and practice them constantly every day.

Xie Lingdang also asked her to learn the dialects of various provinces and regions as well as makeup and camouflage techniques.

She told Xu Yuanying that these were necessary self-protection skills in the troubled times to come.

If she has the practical conditions, Xie Lingdang will let her conduct on-site training.

If there are no conditions, then upgrade the simulation program and let her conduct real-life exercises in the program.

Combined with the medical clinical knowledge, first aid knowledge and survival knowledge under various extreme conditions that Xu Yuanying was usually instilled with, Xu Yuanying thought that Xie Lingdang was preparing to train her to become a doctor of medicine.

Although his mind is full every day, Xu Yuanying's learning efficiency far exceeds that of ordinary people because he possesses a powerful sea of ​​consciousness as a reborn person.

Considering that she is a human being after all and needs sufficient sleep, Xie Lingdang will stop time for a few hours after she returns to the real world and falls asleep so that she can get enough sleep.

After Xu Yuanying unknowingly spent several months in such high-intensity work, study and training, Shanghai finally welcomed the wet and cold winter again.

That day, she was invited to a cocktail party, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when she came out of the hotel.

She was not idle even when she sat in the back seat of the car. She took out tomorrow's script from her handbag and started studying it.

Uncle Meng glanced in the rearview mirror. The young lady was really hardworking. No wonder she was so outstanding. "Miss, Aunt Rong has already prepared some hangover soup for you at home."

"Well, Uncle Meng, I just didn't have enough food, and I suddenly want to eat steamed buns."

"Miss, I know a restaurant that is really delicious! Wait for me."

Uncle Meng turned the car around, and Xu Yuanying stared at the night view outside the window in a daze.

In later generations, Shanghai's Shengjian Mantou was generally divided into two schools.

The pan-fried dumpling at Luochun Pavilion has a thin skin and a lot of sauce, and contains pork skin jelly, so the meat filling is wrapped in a delicious and rich soup.

When eating, you have to take a small bite first and suck out the marinade, otherwise it will flow everywhere.

This way of eating is similar to eating xiaolongbao.

On the contrary, Da Huchun’s plain fried dumplings do not contain pork skin jelly. Although there is no soup, it does not taste greasy and has a refreshing taste.

Because there is no soup, it tastes like steamed buns.

Most Shanghai people believe that the "Qingshui style" Shengjian is the traditional specialty of Shanghai.

However, Xu Yuanying prefers to fry it with mixed water.

Alas, it’s a pity that Luochun Pavilion will not open a store in Shanghai until two years later.

I can only bear with it a little longer.

Uncle Meng bought two packs of hot dumplings from a tiger stove that was still open and handed them to Xu Yuanying in the car.

She took one out from the paper bag, took a bite, and her mood immediately improved a lot.

Recently her film company has been on the right track.

When she was just an actor before, she didn't know how troublesome it was to be a boss.

You have to frequently attend various cocktail parties and get to know various relationships in order to attract investors to raise funds for your own films and actors.

The car turned a few corners and entered the French Concession.

For some reason, a tram stopped ahead.

As they passed by, they could hear arguments coming from the open car doors.

Xu Yuanying took a glance and saw that the tram driver was arguing with several foreign soldiers.

Looking at the soldiers' uniforms, she knew they were French sailors.

After just one glance, Xie Lingdang also exclaimed "Huh".

"what happened?"

Xu Yuanying continued to eat the shengjian, and she only had two left to finish.

Xie Lingdang noticed that in the empty tram, there were only two people in the last row.

At this time, the female passenger was trembling, looking at the sailor in front of her who was reaching out to pull her with horror.

In the front driving seat, the drunken sailors were still talking to the driver.

"You know the passenger in that car. It's Zheng Manman."

"Uncle Meng, stop the car!"

The car came to a sudden stop, the tires screeching.

"What's wrong, miss? It's not safe here, let's go quickly..."

Uncle Meng just noticed the tram.

Following the principle of less trouble is worse than more, he deliberately stepped on the accelerator when he passed by, wanting to leave quickly.

Foreigners have always been domineering in Shanghai, not to mention that this is a concession.

It would be bad if anything happened and implicated my young lady.

Unexpectedly, the back door slammed. Uncle Meng turned around and saw, "Oh my God, why did the young lady get off the car and go straight to the tram?"

Xu Yuanying ignored the people at the front of the car and ran over to knock on the back door: "Open the door! Open the door!"

The driver was explaining to the French sailors that he would return after dropping them off at the last stop and could not take them for a ride.

I heard someone knocking on the door from behind and subconsciously pressed the button to open the door.

"Zheng Manman, come down!"

There were traces of tears on Zheng Manman's face, and she turned her head to look at her with a dull look.

"Come down! Hurry up!"

Zheng Manman's eyes finally focused. She wanted to stand up, but her legs were too weak to walk.

"Hey, girl, you can't leave!"

The sailor saw someone shouting towards him and turned his head.

Who knew it was another beautiful Chinese girl.

Xu Yuanying stepped onto the tram in two steps, kicked the sailor in the crotch, and ran downstairs while grabbing Zheng Manman.

"Ah! Bitch!"

The sailor's cursing attracted the attention of the people in front.

Although Uncle Meng didn't know what the young lady was going to do, for her safety, he had already pulled the car back and drove it to the back of the tram.

Zheng Manman was dragged and stuffed directly into the back seat.

"Miss! Get in the car!"

Xu Yuanying was about to get on the car, but was stopped by several French sailors who came running over.

"Miss!"

Uncle Meng wanted to get out of the car to rescue Xu Yuanying, but Xu Yuanying shouted, "Uncle Meng, don't get out! Lock the door!"

A sailor holding a switchblade said: "You Chinese are so disobedient!"

Xu Yuanying caught a glimpse of the blood stains on the knife, and when he looked up, he saw the tram driver lying in a pool of blood.