"Ding! Congratulations to the host for binding the book-traveling system. The mission goal is to save this troubled world that is about to collapse! System reminder: Don't call me if you have nothing to do. It's useless to call me if you have something to do!"
Nie Yi looked at the system prompts, with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat - other people in the book were either princesses or noble ladies. How come it was her turn to become a cannon fodder female supporting role in a war-torn era?
What's even more outrageous is that this bullshit system can only say:
Please! My life is miserable too. It's not easy enough to keep you alive!
In the last years of the Zhong Dynasty, the princes were divided and the plague was rampant.
#Others wear books to fall in love, I wear books to escape#
#Where's the promised golden finger? The system is worse than me#
#Why are the IQs of NPCs this year all online? #
In the past, there were rebels who robbed relatives, and later there was a plague that was raging.
The left hand wants to save the child in distress, and the right hand wants to catch up with the thigh.
But when she finally hugged the protagonist's lap, she discovered——
Why is this Miss Wen Tingshuang getting more and more wrong?
And the seemingly aloof system master is actually secretly tampering with the plot?
Intention: The pain of troubled times and the disasters of war are caused by human fault.