I am Xin Yao, a recognized beauty living in the 21st century. My cousin told me this when I was in elementary school. You must be low-key as a person, I have always followed this principle. As a result, I was pestered for three years in junior high school. All the boys in the class liked me, but the girls regarded me as their enemy. When I was in high school, I was called a goddess for three years. When I went to college, I decided not to keep a low profile anymore because my life ended today. In response to that sentence, beauties have had a bad life since ancient times.
My soul arrived in a snow-white space. Hell looks like this. I fell into doubts about the knowledge in books.
Before I could finish thinking, fireworks exploded all around, and festive sounds came to me...
"Congratulations to the host! Because of my extraordinary beauty, I was selected to go to the Three Thousand Worlds to defeat villains and gain merit points! I am your system's Silver Spirit Son."
I endured it, but I still couldn't hold it back and uttered the first foul language in my life: "Your uncle, I'm already dead, and you still won't let me go."
Intention: People looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.