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Dressed as the cannon fodder female supporting character in a mindless fairy tale, Lin Wanxing's heart was broken. As a qualified 996 social animal, she has no ambition to counterattack and fight for hegemony, but only has the obsession to survive and return home. She was originally a loser with five spiritual roots that everyone laughed at, but what she awakened was a rare pure ice and sky spiritual root that could only be seen in a century? ! While others wield swords to kill monsters, she uses ice silk magic tools to make extra money; while others compete with the Immortal Lord to get jealous, she writes an OKR optimization plan for the sect's tasks. Beneath the shell of a cold and ice-type boss is a social animal soul who just wants to fish. Who dares to force her to become involved? An ice edge freezes your abacus!

After being transformed into cannon fodder, I lay down and won the ascension Others wear books to cultivate immortality and get involved in life and death. I dress up as cannon fodder who can't survive more than three chapters, and I make an injustice out of the way of heaven by showing off. Is meditating too tired? The spiritual energy automatically fills the Dantian; is it too easy to seize the opportunity? Ancient magic weapons take the initiative to hit the face; even transcending tribulations can trigger the "rolling king to fight" bug. Others suffered ninety-nine and eighty-one thunders, while I became an immortal by lying down and eating melon seeds. After all, in this world of cultivating immortals, the most powerful cheat is the most powerful cheat. What happened to the cannon fodder? You can still travel through the three realms while lying down!

Wedge The shadowless lights in the operating room were blindingly bright. Jiang Zhi stood beside the operating table, his fingers wrapped in sterile gloves steady and neat. She is the youngest attending surgeon at the Central Hospital. From emergency rescue to trauma pathology, she is used to seeing life and death, and her heart is as stable as a rock. Anatomy, mechanisms of injury, causes of death – in her eyes, the human body has no secrets. As the last operation came to an end, the monitor made a regular and steady beep. She took off her sweat-stained mask, and just when she turned around, her eyes suddenly went dark. At the last second when her consciousness disappeared, there was only one unfinished post-operative note in her mind. When I opened my eyes again, there was no disinfectant, and there was no sound of equipment clashing. There was only the cold wind, the pungent smell of blood, and the harsh and contemptuous scoldings. She wears books. It's like a cannon fodder character from an ancient detective novel, with the same name and surname, who can't survive more than three chapters, and doesn't even dare to touch the corpse. The original owner was cowardly, she was not. The original owner accepted his fate, but she did not. Jiang Zhi slowly raised his eyes and looked at the corpse parked in the hall where no one dared to examine it carefully. There was no fear in his eyes, only the cold and sharp professionalism that belonged to a doctor. In this life, there is no care, no heart, no love. She only holds an autopsy knife and relies on her medical skills to become the most untouchable being in the world.