Xie Yiran was an orphan. She contracted leukemia at the age of 15. She chose conservative treatment, but actually ran away from the hospital. She traveled on poverty all the way, and when she was 17 years old, she finally collected garbage and saved enough money to buy a train ticket to the poet's dream country - the Salala Desert, where she secretly died.
What awaited her was neither reincarnation nor the underworld.
She picked up a blank work permit card stained with smelly blood in the desert.
[Ding ding, employee 001 has returned to work. I would like to ask if he will return to work. Sorry, you have no choice. You guy who has been on strike for a long time, your leave request has expired long ago]
In this way, Xie Yiran became a dead and bad health worker.
The unknown ghost mansion NPCs who have not received their salary but received the message of the dungeon crash: No, where did you get the bridal clothes? Where is our young master?
[Xx Ghost Mansion copy will be temporarily closed and is still under maintenance]
Xie Yiran: She doesn't know. She was just thrown here by the system. It's a pity that the expensive Fengguanxiapei was thrown on the ground. She was cold, so she just wore it.
By the way, she beat up a bastard who was trying to molest her.
Xie·confident·Yiyi: Shouldn't he?
At this time, various NPCs are enjoying themselves: no matter what they do...
A certain man who only got his glasses back because of his nearsightedness: Damn it, I caught the wrong person!
No, it doesn't know anything, it's just a weak, pitiful and helpless Tong'er.
Because of this, Xie Yiran once made a name for himself, which also gave many NPCs a new high unemployment rate.
Current NPCs: No, silly sister, don't pick up everything...
Human players: Why don't you care about her? She's so annoying.
NPCs: …
