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When Xia Yan was feeling proud and lamented that her new life was too messy, she was investigated again. It was not the first time. She was so confident that she never expected that she would be kicked off the iron plate. When the ants faced the iron tree, Xia Yan shouted, "My life is at stake!" Even though I cried a thousand times in my heart, I still had the quibbles on my face, without any ambiguity. The truth cannot be told unless she dies. No, not even to death. Jingchuan looked at the nonsense talker in front of him expressionlessly, his eyebrows furrowed deeply, not believing a word of the information she confided. The prisoner who falls into his hands will die or shed his skin. He will not be merciful just because the prisoner is a girl. When he digs out her eighteenth generation of ancestors, are you still afraid that the other party won't tell the truth?

[Time Travel + Escape + Farming + Infrastructure] Xiao Cheng, a white-collar worker in the workplace, died in an accident while rescuing a child who fell into the water. His soul traveled to a small mountain village, thinking that he had obtained a farming certificate, but the system said, "Host, if we want to survive, we must complete the task first." What? Fighting tigers, no, no, isn't this what Wu Song did? Sister can't! Why migrate? Sister has just established a foothold, you want me to move? Oh! Foreign enemies have invaded! Then pack your bags and run away. What to be a city lord? It's too troublesome, I want to be a salted fish. What to be a concubine? Go away, you common man, you are daydreaming! What's going on all day long! I quit working and want to retire and live a leisurely retirement life with my family! -----As a result, the system does not allow it, and he always jumps out to look for presence, "Host, hurry up, the task is coming again, if you don't do it, you will be wiped out." "You bad system, I applied for retirement." The system said, "Host, the application has been applied, but it is invalid and rejected." It's so annoying, why is it not over yet, I want to go to Amo to complain...