Re-select the life system

Chapter 5 5
Qin He remembered the additional rewards of the system and quickly called the system.

After a long time, the system finally turned on and went online like an old-fashioned computer, and slowly spit out a paragraph.

"Would you like to start the lottery bonus?"

Qin He nodded quickly and said silently in his heart: "Turn on, turn on!"

"The additional reward of the lottery has been opened, and this additional reward is a system skill.

"Skill: Deep Memory"

"I have a deep memory? What the hell? Please explain it!"

If he hadn't heard this passage in his mind, Qin He would have felt that the system was playing with him. What kind of reward is this?

"Every time the host recalls what he has seen and heard, close his eyes and meditate for two seconds, and the host will be able to activate the deep memory skill."

"A warm reminder from the system: Excessive use of the brain will be a big problem, remember to eat more walnuts to replenish the brain!"

Qin He simply ignored the words behind the system. He had finally discovered that the system was actually very unreliable. To put it nicely, it was like a half-finished product. To put it worst, it was a retarded system.

Since the system says to meditate for two seconds, the system will be turned on, so Qin He is also going to try it.

Qin He closed his eyes, and directly recalled the prospect of going to his uncle's factory to ask for wages two months ago, and the uncle looked at him with a disgusted expression.

Suddenly, Qin He felt the memories in his mind gradually change, his uncle's disgusted expression gradually became vivid, and the long hair on his fat cheeks clearly appeared in front of Qin He's eyes. The leeks on my uncle's teeth are still clearly visible, and my cousin's cursing voice is as clear as in my ears.

"Damn, this skill is amazing!"

Qin He quickly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him returned to this dilapidated room again, and the smell of urine in the room still suffocated his eyes.

This..., there is indeed something about this system. The additional bonus skills are really awesome. Normally, when I recall the past memories, they are basically very blurry the next day. It is normal for me to often lose track of things, but now, my previous memories are blurry. The memory suddenly appeared in front of me like high-definition 24K. If you look carefully, you can even see the pores clearly.

If you have this skill, what tasks do you complete in this world?
That's not easy!

Qin He's heart, which had not been excited for many years, was beating very fast. In reality, even he felt that he was a useless person. With the multiple blows of reality, he could only accept the reality. Although he was just an insignificant person, then Even little people also have dreams, little people also have ambitions, and little people also have dreams of being the protagonist.

Qin He, who was extremely excited on the bed, was finally beaten back to his original place by reality, and he felt the urgency to urinate again.

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Qin He, who had been lying in bed for 45 days, finally walked out of the house relying on a few children's homemade crutches. The family didn't even have a calendar, but Qin He knew that the New Year had just passed, and today should be the tenth day of the Lunar New Year.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining high, but there is still some cold wind, blowing occasionally, I feel a tremor.

It was rare for Qin He to walk out of the house on crutches. He sat on a small wooden stool and could only straighten his broken leg. Fortunately, the pain was no longer there. Looking at the blue and flawless sky and the sun shining on his body, he felt warm.

Other people's homes are lively during the New Year, with visits to relatives and friends, and firecrackers, but the Lin family is deserted. The Lin family moved here more than 20 years ago and has basically no relatives. In addition to the Lin family's family conditions, even people from the village rarely come over. For the New Year greetings, only a few villagers in the village who had a good relationship with Lin's father brought two bowls of meat dishes and half a catty of candy.

Qin He was lying in bed a few days ago, mostly thinking about how he would spend the past three years. He really didn't think about the four children in this family. After he realized that he had systematic skills, Qin He felt relieved , Although the time is less than three years, Qin He believes that relying on the books he has read and copying a few copies at random, Lin Yiqing's dream of being a writer can also be fulfilled.

Qin He began to think about how to arrange these children after he had no worries about the future. He must have only been in this world for three years. When the time comes, this body will die at that time. I don’t know if it will be a normal death or an accident. Death, how will the four children arrange them when the time comes.

But the premise of all this is that I can write books to make money, and now I can't walk with my legs, and I can't go out to inquire about the situation.

During this time, although a few children brought him some old newspapers and books, but in this small rural elementary school, the newspapers in it were all newspapers from a year or two ago, not to mention the books, all of which were genuine Energy or fairy tale books, and occasionally some magazines, are all books from ten or eight years ago.

Qin He decided to recover from his leg injury first, and then go to the town or county to find a local reading library to see what the difference was between the books in this world and the books in his own world.

After a hundred days of straining his muscles and bones, Qin He can now walk a few steps with a cane, but it's obvious that he still can't walk long distances.

Just as Qin He was thinking about it, the sound of firecrackers came to his ears, and Qin He quickly retracted his thoughts.

It was a few children playing firecrackers, and Lin Yifeng and Lin Jun were also among them. Their dress and appearance were obviously different from those of the other children.

Although this is still a remote village in [-], most families will make or buy new clothes for their children during the Chinese New Year. The other children are more or less wearing new cotton jackets and playing in new shoes, while Lin Yifeng and Lin Jun But people can only follow behind these children and watch the excitement.

The two looked timid and envious, watching other children playing this firecracker. Lin Yifeng was wearing a thin autumn coat, an old padded jacket that was a little short, a pair of blue trousers, and a pair of cracked shoes. , his hands and face were a little red from the cold, and his legs shook from time to time to make himself feel less cold,

Because Lin Jun was younger, the old cotton-padded jacket he was wearing still fit him well, but there was only a single shirt underneath, and his little face was red and scabbed from the cold. The uncle and nephew leaned together like two shivering old men , arched his back, bowed his head and followed behind a group of children with a flattering look.

Seeing this scene, Qin He also felt sour. Although he has no memory of Lin Yiqing now, he has inherited this body after all. Although it has only been three years, since he promised Lin Yiqing, he will definitely complete the task for him.

If you want to change all this, you must have money, so start making money!

Qin He walked into the room with difficulty relying on crutches, and he began to think about how to make money.

With my body, I definitely can't go out to work at present. Even if I can go out to work, there are probably not many profitable businesses in this era. If this is the case, I can only make money by writing books.

But now it is only [-], even if I write a book, who will I sell it to?Just ten years later, I can write out Dou Po and Douluo directly through the network code words, [-] to [-] words a day, and earn him tens of millions in minutes, and now it is only the beginning of [-] , Let’s not talk about the Internet, even if you write with a pen, who will publish it when you write it yourself?

I really have a smear of this world, and besides, is it really okay to write Douluo Doupa and publish it in this era?There is still a question mark on this point.

Even if a book with several million words is published, it will cost one million directly, and I don’t know who to turn to. I will be discredited. By the time I actually get the money, it will probably take about three years.

Qin He felt that his head was big, and his eyes unconsciously looked at the old newspapers and books brought back by the children. After seeing a familiar cover, Qin He suddenly felt that he had found something.

It was an old magazine, and the title of the magazine was written in two bold fonts on the cover of the magazine.

"Bosom friend"

(End of this chapter)