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Bai Zhizi slipped while gathering herbs on a mountain and transmigrated into an old-fashioned interstellar novel. When she opened her eyes, she had just a few bucks to her name, was about to get beaten up, and owed a fortune in medical bills.
After barely scraping together enough money to buy medicine by treating people's illnesses, she had hoped to live out her days as a lazy freeloader. Then she received notice that her application to a military academy had been accepted, forcing her to step into that money-devouring pit with her near-empty wallet. And damn it, she was assigned to the combat division.
Bai Zhizi: I mean, I'm a doctor...
Bai Zhizi originally planned to coast through a few years at the military academy and then return to her quiet life. Unfortunately, troublemakers kept picking fights with her.
Bai Zhizi, who just wanted to slack off in peace: Anyone who gets in the way of my slacking is dead. You think your Slacker Queen is a pushover? I'll smack you right across the face.
Interstellar people revere strength. Those with alien-beast genes can transform into beasts once they reach a certain age.
Her classmates transformed, tails twitching, soft ears perked up, and sleek, fluffy fur all over...
Bai Zhizi: They were the ones who made the first move! I only made the same mistake everyone does!
At the military academy tournament, students from other academies saw that one of the main mech pilots from this year's Federation First Military Academy was as thin as a strip of paper, looking like a stick beside the tall, burly pilots. And she couldn't even transform.
Other academy students, sneering: Looks like First Military Academy has already given up on the competition this year. The perennial bottom-dwellers.
Then the competition began, and the frail, weak Bai Zhizi knocked them all to the ground with one punch each. The silver needles in her hands flew like meteors, precisely taking out the energy cores of every mech. She dragged the pilots out and beat them up. And anyone who managed to defeat a student from First Military Academy was immediately brought back to full health with one bowl of her medicine.
She even chased after transformed students all over the field to pet their tails.
Other academy students: Our lives matter too!
When the Zerg invaded the Federation, Bai Zhizi revealed her manifested mental power on a live broadcast watched by the entire star system. A fluffy black-and-white ball with beady eyes blinked, its round belly wobbling as it slapped one Zerg after another flying.
Her mental power was a baby giant panda.
The head of the Federation's foremost reclusive family, sipping tea at home: What?! Isn't that the child who went missing from our family?!
Xie Luohan is the Federation's only person with 3S mental power. He once commanded the border army and drove back the Zerg. A celebrated prodigy from a noble family, he is someone no one else can hope to reach.
Later, pressing close to the person in his arms, he murmured hoarsely in her ear, "Don't touch their tails. Touch mine."
Reading guide:
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2. The plot serves the author's tastes. Just enjoy it, and don't get too hung up on the logic. The author is terrible at logic.
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Yun Ling, the youngest genius director of the Imperial Observatory, transmigrates as a destitute orphan in the interstellar age.
Yun Ling, whose readings once commanded a fortune, doesn't panic. She plans to put her old skills to work and earn a few thousand gold coins.
But she soon realizes something is wrong...
Interstellar society believes only in material science. They don't do superstition.
Yun Ling tells fortunes on the street for three days, but still doesn't make a cent. She nearly gets arrested, too.
Yun Ling in her past life: A master of divination and numerology, capable of reading fortunes, astrology, and the fate of nations.
Yun Ling now: No food, no drink, no property, nothing at all. Just a penniless wretch.
At this rate, she's doomed. Yun Ling calculates her fortune and discovers that her only way out is to go to school.
Without hesitation, she takes everything she owns and enrolls.
Yun Ling sets her sights on the command program.
A commander's work relies entirely on a silver tongue, much like her old line of work. It's also highly lucrative and stable.
But she never expected that she wouldn't understand a single word in her textbooks or exams!
Yun Ling calmly casts a reading: No problem. She can still scrape by.
Even if she doesn't understand the material, she can calculate the answers!
During the major exam, the other students are tearing their hair out and studying by lamplight.
Yun Ling's tortoiseshell flies through the air: Correct answers for sale in the front row. One hundred each, no refunds if they're wrong.
At the military academy tournament, the commander-in-chief of Eastrealm Military Academy is a commoner with no connections and no experience. She looks like a guaranteed loss.
Other academies laugh: Looks like this is the year we can finally kick Eastrealm Military Academy out of the top five.
Everyone expects Eastrealm Military Academy to finish dead last and get eliminated.
Then the competition begins, and everyone gets a taste of their own medicine.
Yun Ling, whom no one had thought much of, takes out her tortoiseshell and easily calculates every supply drop site, leading Eastrealm Military Academy out of the struggle to survive on the field. At night, she gazes up at the stars. The next day, she leads the team straight into the enemy's hidden camp and steals all their points.
Everyone knows that commanders are frail, all brains and no brawn, and completely lacking in combat ability.
That is, until a team tries to ambush and surround Yun Ling, only to be beaten to the ground by her alone.
Yun Ling, the numerologist: I wasn't afraid when rebels tried to force their way into the palace back then. What do you little brats think you're going to do?
Commanders of the past: Cunning old foxes, adept at scheming and keeping track of the battlefield.
Commanders now: Toss a tortoiseshell, gaze at the stars, and make every decision by calculating a fortune.
Yun Ling is a legend who came from a garbage planet.
She overturns everyone's understanding of command and takes the field to new heights.
Despite everyone's scorn, she leads the declining Eastrealm Military Academy back to its former glory.
Later, at the interstellar awards for outstanding individuals, the number-one spot stands out among all the musclebound men.
An uninformed onlooker asks curiously: Why is the top-ranked person a weak little man who holds his fingers in a dainty pose and plays with a tortoiseshell?
A victim of Yun Ling: She's weak? Then what does that make me, after she slapped me unconscious?
A bystander enthusiastically recommends her: She's the top commander in the entire interstellar world!
Theme: Promote traditional Chinese medicine and culture.
Very good, this Lu Chi attribute is really inherited from our ancestors hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~
When can we see Xiao Xie and Xi Zi kiss (looking forward to it)
I really hope they always form a team together.
"Xie Luohan didn't say anything, just sat..." This is a big bug for the author~ cup
Put it in advance~Open the next book "The magician is the first commander" Zheng Yunling, the youngest genius prisoner in Qintian Prison, became an interstellar orphan. Yun Ling, who had a fortune in his previous life, did not panic and planned to earn a few thousand gold by working in his old profession. But she realized something was wrong... Interstellar believes in materialistic science and does not engage in feudal superstition. Yun Ling had been running a stall for three days, but he was still penniless and was almost arrested. The former Yun Ling: a master of fortune-telling and astrology who was omnipotent in predicting the destiny of a country. Now Yun Ling: No food, no water, no real estate, nothing, a poor man. This would lead to a dead end. Yun Ling figured out that the only way out was to go to school. Without saying a word, she signed up for school with all her belongings. Yun Ling fell in love with the conducting profession at first glance. The commanding work is all done with one mouth, which is similar in nature to her own profession. It is also very profitable and the job is stable. But she didn't expect that she couldn't understand a word of the textbook exam content! Yun Ling calmly predicted: It's okay, she can still survive. Although she can't understand it, she can count it! For professional exams, others are scratching their heads and burning the midnight oil to study. Yun Ling's turtle shells flew up when he threw them: the front row was selling the correct answers, and he would not give up if he got one hundred copies. In the military academy league, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Boundary Military Academy is from a civilian background. He has no background or experience and is given away at a glance. Other military academies laughed: It seems that this year the Eastern Border Military Academy will be completely kicked out of the five major military academies. Everyone was waiting for the East Border Military Academy to be eliminated at the bottom. Until the game started, everyone's face was numb. Yun Ling, who was not optimistic, took out his turtle shell and easily calculated all the material delivery points, and led the East Border Military Academy to bid farewell to the survival crisis on the field. At night, Yun Ling looked up at the stars, and the next day he led the team to rush into the enemy's hidden camp and steal all the points. As we all know, the command is weak, the mind is strong, the limbs are simple, and there is no fighting ability. Until a team tried to sneak attack and surround Yun Ling, but she pinned her down to the ground and beat her. Yun·Shu Shushi·Ling: Back then, I was not afraid of the rebels forcing me to go to the palace. You brats are nothing. Former commander: A scheming old fox who mastered battlefield information. Today's command: Throw a turtle shell to look at the stars. Commanding depends entirely on counting with your fingers. Yun Ling is the legend of the garbage star that went out. She subverted everyone's understanding of command and created a new peak in command. She overcame everyone's disdain and led the declining East Border Military Academy back to its peak. Later, during the selection of outstanding interstellar figures, among the muscular men, the one who ranked first stood out. People who don't know are curious: Why is the first place a dwarf with an orchid finger and a weak man who can't help but play with turtle shells? Yun Ling Victim: Is she so weak? So who am I who was knocked unconscious by her big slap?! Passers-by went crazy: That's the number one commander in the galaxy!
I've tried it three times and it still looks good 🐰
The overall plot framework is good, and the characters are well created. However, the plot intention and the identity of the tool are too obvious. It would be better if the logic can be considered more fully... The literary waste is interesting.
Sure enough, plush stuffed animals are treasures that can heal the world. They are so cute, everyone.
You finished writing welfare [heartbroken]
I really love Xie Luohan so much