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As soon as I was transported to the beast world, I became a useless, fluffy, mute little rabbit. Either leave the house, or marry the disabled god of war and leave. The god of time travel seemed to think she couldn't die quickly enough, so he welded the doors and windows shut for her. Winter has arrived and things are getting worse. All supplies have been taken away... Okay, it's a showdown, and she won't panic at all. Scan the famine system for her! If you don't scan, you won't know. If you scan, you will be shocked. There are treasures all over the mountains and plains. Take in the old, weak, sick and disabled, open up wasteland for farming and build infrastructure. When I have nothing to do, I see a doctor and cook Chinese medicine, and my life is in order. When natural disasters hit the world, the Presbyterian Church realized how wrong they were. They all cried and begged her for forgiveness. The scheming girl is sour, and the disabled god of war is your illness? Are you feeling well? Cang Ming rubbed his plush head, with a smile on his lips. His wife knew whether he was okay or not. TuTu looked at the sky helplessly. The snake was too big to fit in one pot!