There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Jiang Mo sat by the pool to escape the summer heat, holding a scroll of animal skin with contents that looked like scribbles, as if he were studying something.

"Splash!"

A playful wave suddenly crashed in, and Jiang Mo, who was concentrating intently, was caught off guard and his clothes were soaked.

A series of giggles drifted over, like the gentle swaying of silver bells.

A little helplessly, Jiang Mo looked up at the sound and saw Yan Lingji swimming leisurely in the lake. She didn't seem guilty at all for being caught causing trouble when she saw him looking over.

Instead, he kicked again, splashing waves towards Jiang Mo.

The rolling waves made the people in the lake look like lotus flowers emerging from the water, making it impossible for anyone to calmly continue reading and studying.

"But you attacked first!"

With a flick of his shirt and a leap, Jiang Mo jumped into the pool amidst Yan Lingji's crisp laughter, creating a huge splash.

Sitting on the shore, Wushuang Gui scratched his head and continued to grip the specially made, enormous fishing rod.

All I could think about was when the fish would take the bait.

The autumn wind is chilly, and the mountains are filled with the fragrance of fruit.

Perched atop a tree, Yan Lingji swung her delicate white feet, seemingly enjoying a ripe fruit, yet unable to stop eating.

"Left, left, no, right, right! Poke his eyes!!"

In the forest clearing, Jiang Mo, who was sparring with Wushuang Gui every day, nimbly retreated several steps, looking helplessly at Yan Lingji, who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold.

"Stop causing trouble, okay? What are you talking about? Poking his eye? Can I even reach it?"

"Hmph, I've noticed you're getting more and more rude lately."

Yan Lingji was too embarrassed to admit that she was bored and wanted to have Jiang Mo play with her, so she just mumbled an excuse:

"Looks like I, as the eldest sister, need to teach you a lesson~"

With a casual toss of the fruit in her hand, Yan Lingji flipped and leaped lightly down. Flames burst forth from her chubby little hands as she casually spread them out.

"Uh, let's make this clear first, no hitting me in the face."

Jiang Mo did not back down; on the contrary, he seemed eager to try. He knew very well that Yan Lingji would not hurt him, so why not take this opportunity to hone his skills?

Anyway, he was getting a little bored sparring with Wushuang Gui every day.

Don't worry, at least I'll leave you a pair of pants.

With a burst of laughter, Yan Lingji charged straight at them, the blazing flames dancing through the forest with her graceful figure, swirling the fallen leaves in a rustling sound.

In the dead of winter, the mountains and forests are covered in snow.

Having taken over Jiang Mo's bed, Yan Lingji wrapped herself tightly in a thick quilt, only peeking out her small head, her expression rather listless.

"Amo, tell me a story!"

Whether she was still half asleep or uncomfortable because of the cold weather, Yan Lingji snuggled up to Jiang Mo like a sick child, acting all cute and affectionate.

She had completely forgotten that she was the boss.

"Alright, alright, let's pick up where we left off. Now, let's say Xiao Huohuo entered the Monster Beast Mountain Range, intending to take the Purple Crystal Beast Fire for his own use..."

Seeing Yan Lingji's listless appearance, Jiang Mo felt sorry for her.

So he put down what he was doing and started telling a locally adapted and modified version of the Battle Through the Heavens story, as if coaxing a child.

Outside the window, Wushuang Gui was tirelessly carrying firewood this way.

“Amo~…”

Jiang Mo opened his eyes in the pitch-black coffin, the clear and soft voice of the little girl Yan Lingji still lingering in his ears, making him feel somewhat dazed.

It felt like I had been dreaming for a very long time, and for a moment I couldn't distinguish between reality and the dream.

"Gurgle~"

The rumbling of his stomach brought Jiang Mo back to his senses, jolted from his lingering reverie. He reached out and touched his empty belly, judging from the hunger, that about a day had passed since he activated the "Book of Past Days."

But hunger was not the biggest crisis he faced.

Even more deadly was that as the chilling aura seeped in, Jiang Mo's senses gradually became numb, and he didn't even realize at first that he had been sprayed with "medicine".

"Medicinal herbs" that wriggle and crawl around.

Under normal circumstances, if those "medicinal herbs" were kept in a closed space, the smell of them gradually fermenting would be enough to make a person faint.

Yet, Jiang Mo was still able to suppress the discomfort he felt all over his body.

Rather than simply having a firm mind, Jiang Mo felt that he was getting further and further away from the concept of a living person, and becoming more like a corpse.

This is bad, they're going to turn me into a corpse puppet!

Is it the witchcraft of the Baiyue people? I need to think of a way to break it... Damn it, why is my memory all blurry right now?

Pressing his forehead, Jiang Mo found a way to break the deadlock from his experiences in "The Book of the Past".

But when he tried to recall it carefully, he found that although he remembered the general experience, his memory was very vague when it came to the specific details, especially the witchcraft he had secretly learned.

It's like a corporate slave flipping through their high school textbooks and realizing all their skills have vanished.

Could it be that the events experienced were all fictional, so when it comes to knowledge that might affect reality, one can't remember anything?

It's like having a wonderful, inexplicable inspiration while dreaming.

When you wake up, it's all just an empty dream.

All that has passed is but smoke and clouds.

Jiang Mo, muttering to himself, couldn't help but question the effectiveness of the *Book of Past Days*. Perhaps sensing a challenge to his authority, the previously dormant *Book of Past Days* suddenly unfolded as Jiang Mo focused his attention on it:

[Past Books]

[Activate the Memory Retrieval feature: Consume Retrieval Points to extract relevant memory fragments (including but not limited to martial arts manuals, recipes, and medicine prescriptions) from explored dungeons. The extractable memory fragments are related to the knowledge the host has acquired in the corresponding dungeon.]

[Currently available dungeon: Baiyue Fire Feather]

Current loot points: 100

[Note: The points earned are related to the knowledge and information the host acquires within the instance and are automatically calculated upon completion or termination of the instance. Furthermore, there are other ways to obtain points in reality; please actively explore and learn more.]

It truly lives up to its reputation as a system found in open-world games.

Rather than simply assigning tasks step-by-step, they clearly place more emphasis on encouraging proactive exploration...

"Active my foot! If I were truly willing to explore, I would have already risen from my coffin long ago. Why would I need your sarcastic reminders here?"

Jiang Mo couldn't help but complain about the reminder in the notes, then rubbed his hands together.

When it comes to raffles, you always want to wash your hands first to avoid bad luck.

[Do you wish to spend 100 Relic Points to draw 10 Memory Fragments from the "Baiyue Fire Feather" dungeon?]

The system prompt appeared before his eyes, and Jiang Mo chose "yes" without hesitation.

However, he couldn't help but continue to complain in his heart. The knowledge and information he had acquired in the dungeon had to be converted into some kind of "collection points" and then drawn from outside the dungeon.

In this back-and-forth exchange, it's all the middlemen who are making a profit from the price difference!

However, Jiang Mo's attention was quickly drawn to a sight only he could see, and his breathing unconsciously slowed slightly. Ten pearl oysters were placed before him with a clang, their shells slowly opening like a treasure chest to reveal the pearls within.

White white white white white white white white white blue!

The soft white light that was spreading out was about to fill his entire field of vision, but Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a sudden darkness before his eyes.

There's no need to look closely at what you've drawn.

The classic blue sky and white cloud color scheme alone was enough to raise Jiang Mo's blood pressure, given his extensive experience in various games. Even the somewhat comforting azure blue seemed to trigger some kind of pity system in a ten-pull gacha, otherwise, how could it possibly appear so coincidentally at the very end?

The system didn't care whether Jiang Mo was happy or not, and directly distributed all the rewards he had drawn:

One Hundred Ways to Cook Roasted Insects, a Special Recipe of the Baiyue Region

"Baiyue Unique Herbal Prescriptions: From Beginner to Introducing Gu Poisoning"

Postpartum care for sows

……

The Art of Eating Gu

A jumble of information quickly flooded Jiang Mo's mind. Whether it was useful or not, it still allowed him to master many skills.

Strangely, Jiang Mo did not experience the discomfort of being forcibly filled with foreign knowledge.

Instead, it feels like a matter of course, as if this knowledge already existed in one's mind.

However, he has only now come to realize the existence of this knowledge.

This feeling made Jiang Mo's gaze fall silent, and after a moment, he couldn't help but roar silently at the "Book of the Past" in his heart:

It's true what they say, it's all middlemen making the profit!

Despite the complaints, the "Eating Gu Technique" is exactly what Jiang Mo needs right now. The simple and straightforward name reveals that it is a secret method of devouring Gu worms to nourish oneself.

In the relevant memories, when Yan Lingji introduced this secret technique, her tone was resolute:

"If one can cultivate this secret technique to its peak, and then supplement it with Gu insects such as the Blood Rose Gu, one can turn all living things within a three-foot radius into blood food in an instant."

Although Yan Lingji was very serious at the time, her little face was full of confidence.

Jiang Mo always felt that the other party was just trying to trick him into eating live insect sashimi.

That's right, live insect sashimi.

This "Eating Gu Technique" does not require the assistance of a natal Gu worm, nor does it require profound internal strength. After some training, it can be performed using the digestive ability that everyone possesses.

The only thing that needs to be overcome is a little psychological barrier.

Therefore, in the Baiyue region, this secret technique is the most widely spread Gu technique. Even ordinary people who cannot induce Gu into their bodies can use it to strengthen their bodies.

Of course, even the Baiyue people didn't put everything in their mouths.

There are countless cases of people dying from poisoning due to carelessness.

However, Jiang Mo had already carefully examined the medicinal Gu worm on his body and, with the help of the relevant knowledge in "Baiyue Special Medicine Prescriptions from Beginner to Gu Entry", confirmed that it was a non-toxic and harmless flesh worm Gu.

It is generally used to feed other Gu worms to help them grow or heal their wounds.

It can also be implanted into the body of someone on the verge of serious injury, and a special secret method is used to help them refine it into flesh and blood to replace food and medicine. However, the flesh and blood generated in this way often dies or stiffens quickly because it is incompatible with the original body.