What to do if you are chased by old attackers every day [Quick Transmigration]

Until 30 years later, when the gray-haired Ah Wan and the gray-haired Shu Xingmi talked about Mincemeat Cake, they would still recall singing ditties in public, and then said with a smile, "The singing is not bad, everyone I didn't forget the words..."

It was late autumn, and the maple leaves were burned all over the mountains. Ah Wan hugged Shu Xingmi and sat on the lake in the middle of the boat.

Recently, Shu Xingmi has been a little afraid of looking in the mirror, afraid of seeing his old appearance, afraid of seeing his face no longer.

Time does not spare anyone, no matter wise, stupid, beautiful or ugly, cruel and fair.

When the wind picked up, several red leaves floated by the side of the boat. Ah Wan grabbed two of them, pressed them on the small wooden table, wiped off the water marks with a handkerchief, and then gently pinned them to Shu Xingmi's temples. Putting on a piece, taking a selfie in the mirror, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

Even though he is old, he is still a smug old man.Shu Xingmi thought.

"The red leaves look good, but I don't." Shu Xingmi looked away.

The bright red maple leaves seem to be satirizing a head of white hair. If they have thoughts and can talk, they might even complain, "The two old men are really annoying. What are you doing wearing us on your head for no reason? You're not a teenage girl."

"Nonsense," Ah Wan put down the mirror and took Shu Xingmi's hand again: "You look the best, don't believe me, just wait until I ask these mountains—"

"En?" Shu Xingmi hadn't reacted yet.

Ah Wan got up slowly, walked to the bow of the boat, and shouted loudly: "You say--Is my queen beautiful--!"

Then, there were echoes from all directions, one after another, as if countless awans were scrambling to shout: "It's good...it's good...it's good...look..."

Ah Wan walked back to the cabin with satisfaction, sat beside Shu Xingmi and said with a smile, "Did you hear that? All the mountains say you look good."

Over the years, Ah Wan's appearance and voice have changed, but his eyes have not changed.

Every time he looked at Shu Xingmi, the love and tenderness in his eyes shone brightly, as if he had stolen the stars from the sky and hid them in his eyes.

Shu Xingmi was stared at by him like this, and all the troubles of hurting spring and autumn were gone immediately, and he showed a wrinkled smile.

Then they lay down in front of the window and looked at the lake, the sky and clouds were lying on the water, when the wind blew, the lake swayed and sparkled, everything was blurred, blurred, and broken...

The red leaves are floating and sinking, and the light and shade are uncertain.

In winter, Shu Xingmi's body became weaker, and his energy was not as good as before. He was lethargic, loved to take naps, and was lazy in everything he did.

Gradually, he couldn't hold the brush anymore.My fingers are always shaking and I can't write at all.

At first he struggled to draw some simple flowers and birds, but later he couldn't draw flowers and birds well, it was just a waste of paper, so he put down his brush and never drew again.

When I don't paint, I just read poetry, and I read every sentence in my leisure time.

When he saw a poem he liked, he said it to Ah Wan before going to bed: "I read Ouyang Xiu's "Wang Jiangnan" today. I like it very much. ...that forbearance..."

My memory has deteriorated. I have memorized this word all day, but I can only remember a little bit, and I can't remember the rest.

He just wanted to stand up and flip the book, but Ah Wan hugged him.

"The oriole thinks the branches are so tender that I can't sing. Keep it until the deep spring. During the fourteenth and five-year period, I will hold the pipa and look for it. I will win money on the steps and walk down the steps. When I meet you, I will pay attention to it. Let alone now." Ah Wan helped him finish reading: "Is this one?"

"Yep……"

Since then, Shu Xingmi would mention this poem from time to time, but he always couldn't recite it completely, and Ah Wan helped him recite it every time.

On the eve of the beginning of spring, Shu Xingmi couldn't hold on any longer. He lay on the bed with difficulty breathing, and his eyes were blurred. He was extremely sleepy, and he didn't know when he would fall asleep completely.

He wanted to talk a lot to Ah Wan, but he didn't have the energy.

"Awan, I may not be able to stay with you any longer. It is the luck of my life to be your queen and grow old with you..."

His voice was so soft that Ah Wan could only hear it clearly when she put her ear close to his lips.

"You..." Ah Wan couldn't listen at all: "I'll call the imperial doctor."

He doesn't believe it.

"...See you in the next life." Shu Xingmi closed his eyes.

After closing his eyes, instead of darkness, it was red.Red wedding characters, red imperial chariot, red tapestry, red hanging curtain, red groom's wedding dress...

Before he died, he saw the scene of himself marrying into Xi's palace again, as if it was just yesterday, right in front of his eyes.

The 19-year-old prince of the Gui Kingdom married the 17-year-old King Xi.

In a blink of an eye, it has been so many years.

Ah Wan was stunned for a long time after seeing all the imperial doctors kneeling on the ground and announcing the Queen's death.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, he was very calm, neither crying nor fussing, and only said: "Good luck, bury with me."

He kept vigil for the queen for seven days, died of a hunger strike without any food or water.

According to his instructions, the queen's paintings, together with the gift and dowry he gave to the queen, were all buried with her, and a thousand-foot red silk thread was also buried with her.

When the palace people were preparing the funeral objects, they couldn't find the first gift that Ah Wan gave to the queen—the precious mirror carved with daffodils. Every funeral object was there, but it was missing.

Shu Xingmi's brain has been restored to a youthful state by the system, and his mood has gradually stabilized.

He stroked the precious mirror lightly, and put it together with the pearl that his master in the previous life gave him.

"The host has obtained [-] points of hope. Warm reminder: the next world may require the host to adjust his physical fitness."

"Adjust your physical fitness?" Shu Xingmi thought: "I want to become better."

He didn't want the thing like being forcibly taken off his clothes to happen a second time.

"That's right, the host does need a strong body and excellent skills in order to survive in the next world. The extra thousand hope points obtained by the previous host can be used to improve physical fitness. Strength, agility, endurance, immunity, Dynamic vision, what aspects does the host want to improve?"

"All."

"Upgrading all attributes will consume [-] hope points, and attribute promotion is an irreversible operation. Once executed, it will accompany the host forever. Is the host sure to execute it?"

"Wait, once I execute it, will I...become a muscular man?"

"The appearance of the host will not change because of this, unless the host consumes hope points to change the appearance."

"Okay, I decided to upgrade all attributes."

"The improvement of physical fitness has been completed. If the host is ready, he can transfer to the next world."

"I'm ready."

System transfer...

The system explains the world overview...

"In the next world, the host and Mr. Pei met in a battle royale game. The host, Mr. Pei and seven others were all kidnapped by a mysterious organization to an island and forced to participate in the battle royale game. The rules of the game are: Nine people fight each other for ten days, until the last person survives, the player wins."

No wonder you need to strengthen your physical fitness... Shu Xingmi's heartbeat speeded up inexplicably. This world sounds more dangerous than the previous two.

"The special feature of this game is that all nine people, including the host, are superpower owners, and the superpowers of the nine people were identified by the game planner at the beginning of the game. Therefore, the host has become the target of public criticism. On the fifth day of the game, seven players teamed up and trapped in the restricted area, and Mr. Pei did not have time to escape the restricted area in order to rescue the host."

"How terrifying is my superpower...?"

There are a total of nine people in the game, and they were targeted by seven people, which is too...

"In fact, on the contrary, the host's superpowers are not harmful. Simply put, within 50 meters of the host, everyone's superpowers are invalid."

Shu Xingmi understood instantly.

As long as he doesn't die, the people around him will never be able to use any superpowers, and they won't be able to use their own unique advantages, and those people can't fully trust Shu Xingmi, and they are afraid that he will take the opportunity to make trouble, so they can only choose to get rid of him. No wonder he became a public enemy.

"The host's understanding is correct. In this case, everyone else is unwilling to team up with the host, because once they get too close to the host, their superpowers will be invalid. Only Mr. Pei has been following the host. .”

Shu Xingmi was moved for a while.

Pei Yu, Pei Yu, you are really nice to me.

This time, let me protect you.

No one can use superpowers within 50 meters of me as the center, and my physical fitness is so strong that no one can beat it, so this time there is absolutely no problem, and I can pass the level perfectly!

Shu Xingmi was full of confidence.

One word, steady.

"By the way, although Mr. Pei possesses the superpower of never forgetting images, his brain regions are not developed in balance. In short, he suffers from mild mental retardation, with an IQ of only 56. His intellectual deficiency will be exposed when he enters junior high school, so he did not continue to study, so there may be a communication barrier between him and the host, I hope the host is mentally prepared."

"..."

Shu Xingmi covered his face and remained silent.

One word, panic.

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