Quick Transmigration: My First Female Skill Takes Effect

With the windows and doors closed, the light inside the room was blocked out, but the sun was still shining outside, so it wasn't exactly dark.

Wang Qi turned on the light so he could see better.

The room suddenly became bright.

She held the black ring in her hand, turning it left and right under the light, as if searching for an opening or gate in a mechanism.

After three attempts, she still couldn't find it.

Wang Qi frowned. Suddenly, her right wrist became hot. Looking down, she saw that it was emitting a white light, which was visible and formed the shape of a key.

Her left hand instinctively touched the white light.

Before I could even touch it, my index finger got a cut.

Not deep.

A drop of blood spun around in front of her eyes and flew into the ring she was still clutching tightly; in an instant, the blood dissolved into it.

Wang Qi's consciousness was transported to a new world.

Farmhouse courtyards and land.

She subconsciously looked towards the courtyard.

The house consists of five tiled rooms built of blue bricks: two main rooms, one east wing room, one west wing room, and the remaining room, located to the right of the main rooms, is a kitchen with a stove.

The gate was a bamboo fence, about half a person's height.

It also features a blue flower, about the size of an adult's palm, adorning the door and the surrounding walls.

Wang Qi stood at the door, reached out and gently pushed it open, and the blue flower swayed in front of her.

She instinctively took a step back.

She, who will soon be a junior high school student, has already studied politics in advance, but reality is challenging her knowledge.

Those few minutes were more exciting than nine years of her life, but Wang Qi had no intention of backing down. She took a deep breath and looked on with curiosity.

Take one step at a time.

She was in the courtyard. Looking from left to right, there was a small plot of land for planting flowers on the left and a latrine on the right.

Wang Qi first entered the main room, which was empty and devoid of anything.

She went to the other rooms, but found nothing there either.

Wang Qi ran out of the house and walked towards the field. She squatted down, pinched the soil, and smelled it. She could smell a fresh, earthy fragrance.

This is land suitable for planting.

Before she could even smell it again, she was ejected.

The ring on my hand is no longer black; it has shed a layer of skin, revealing a silver color, with water ripples resembling lines encircling the ring.

Touching it, a cool sensation suddenly entered my fingers.

Wang Qi let it pass through her body. Two minutes later, the coolness disappeared, and she felt refreshed all over, even more comfortable than taking a bath.

This is a treasure.

Wang Qi's smug smile froze when his gaze fell on his wrist.

She was wondering: Who is she?

in the afternoon.

After my afternoon nap.

Wang Qi followed Wenwen and Zhuzhu to the open space by the door.

Not far away stood a decades-old sycamore tree, and beneath it was a group of people who were not at work, talking about all sorts of strange and unusual things.

Wang Qi walked over.

Just then, I heard someone say, "There are people who are born with a mission. I'm telling you, this isn't superstition, it's a true story from Xiaowang Village."

"That guy, he was very smart when he was a child, but a Taoist priest said he couldn't stand being around outsiders, otherwise he would burn out his energy and leave home."

"My family didn't believe me. They thought a smart person like me would go to school and not see outsiders. But after studying for more than ten years, I'm about to graduate and have a good job."

"The family was overjoyed, but the day before he was to start his new job, he passed away."

"Some people saw him with his head shaved, heading east. Some said he was a god who had only come to visit once and was now returning to heaven."

A murmur of surprise rippled through the room, but Wang Qi listened intently.

Zhuzhu: "Aren't you going to play?" Why are you listening to the story so quietly?

Wang Qi: "Zhuzhu, do you think I'm a fairy?" she asked shamelessly, her face serious.

Wenwen remained silent, but Zhuzhu nodded: "I think so, but if you are, Bao'er, can you take me with you when you fly away?" She looked longingly at Zhuzhu.

I want to be a god.

The aunties burst into laughter upon hearing the child's words.

Wang Qi, however, had her own logic. She was special, and she carried a treasure, so she was definitely not an ordinary person. When others laughed at her, she shook her head.

But: "Zhuzhu, if I could, I would take my mom, my dad, and you with me."

Zhuzhu: "Thank you, Bao'er."

As for bringing her mother and father, that would only be possible if she were taken away first.

Wenwen: "...Let's play marbles." If she keeps going, she'll go crazy.

"Okay," they both replied in unison.

June 2nd.

The date for Wang Chaomei and Wang Qing to go to the countryside has arrived.

Zhang Yanzi asked for leave to escort the two people.

The green train rumbled in, billowing smoke.

"Be careful on the road, keep an eye on your luggage, and if you have any major decisions to make, call me and your dad," Zhang Yanzi instructed gently.

Those nearby are witnessing the outpouring of maternal love.

Wang Qing and Wang Chaomei understood that their mother was being exceptionally caring because she was afraid that something would happen to them and implicate the family.

But outside.

Both of them nodded.

Zhang Yanzi suddenly stepped forward and hugged them, giving each of them a hug. Wang Qing subconsciously reached for the camera, while Wang Chaomei subconsciously showed a resolute expression.

I want to leave a presentable image in the newspaper.

Zhang Yanzi let go of them, waved, and Wang Qing and Wang Chaomei walked towards the train to begin their new lives.

On the other side, Shen Mingzhu was also seeing Shen Zhuo off.

Shen Zhuo forced a smile, just like a few days ago. After he left, he still had to maintain a proper demeanor when he needed someone's help.

"Brother, have a safe journey."

Shen Mingzhu waved, her face showing only the sadness she should have, but her smile bloomed only at home.

......

When Zhang Yanzi returned home, Wang Qi pulled her back into her room.

"Mom, wait a minute."

Wang Qi ran out again and locked the door from the inside. Wang Lan and Wang Chaoying went out, leaving only the two of them at home, but they still needed to be careful.

Inside, the lights were on.

Zhang Yanzi sat on her daughter's bed.

Wang Qi walked over, sat down next to her, facing her, and reached into his pocket to take out a ring, as if presenting a treasure: "Mom, guess what this is?"

Wang Yanzi looked over.

A special ring.

She shook her head: "I can't guess, Bao'er told Mom."

"Hey..." Wang Qi recounted her encounter with the ring in a gesture reminiscent of offering a sacrifice.

Zhang Yanzi's gaze shifted from calm to astonishment, then disbelief, and finally to surprise and acceptance. It must be said that her ability to accept things was exceptional.

"...In short, it's a treasure." Wang Qi looked intently at his mother. "I think you should try, Mom, to see if you can get inside the ring?"

She completely trusted Zhang Yanzi and Wang Tiezhu.

Besides, she's just a child; she doesn't have the strength for farming.

After the experiment, it was successful.

Wang Qi immediately decided to have her father try it that evening.

But the most important thing is to first cultivate an acre of land to see what the difference is between the grain inside and the grain outside.