After reincarnation, attack as a female imp!

Even without opening the lid, one could see the abundant crab roe, even a hint of yellow roe smeared on the bottom of the crab shell. Qin Zhixin, feeling like she was about to win a prize, carefully held the crab legs in one hand while using the other to slightly tilt the lid. The yellow roe overflowed, and just by looking at it, one could sense the rich, fishy, ​​and delicious flavor that is unique to river crabs.

Qin Zhixin's mouth was watering, she didn't know if it was because of the sour taste of vinegar or because she was greedy for the crab roe.

"My uncle is such a nice guy!"

She only remembered her uncle's kindness before eating, and the system didn't even bother to criticize her. Qin Zhixin deftly removed the crab's lungs, broke the crab in half, and then used scissors to pick out the translucent heart. This is a very cold food, and eating it will definitely give you a stomachache.

Qin Zhixin placed the crab shell, claws, and two sections of crab body on a plate, holding the plate in one hand and a small bowl of dipping sauce in the other. She walked briskly into her room and sat back at her computer desk. On the screen, she saw Mu Zigou, still going crazy in the penguin group "Touching Sheng's Home."

"Mu Zi Gou: I'm in Nanling. I found a 150-pound dead pig with a human face. How do I get rid of it?"

"Lao Fang: Damn it, you've done such a bad job"

"Muzigou: I'm writing a novel and I wanted to create a plot about destroying a corpse."

"Mr. Pickle: Are you here to collect material for your novel?"

"Muzi Gou: It's a waste of time anyway. I have a plot here. I accidentally killed a 150-pound pig in Nanling."

Qin Zhixin held a grape in her mouth, and the sweet juice was licked from the flesh by her tongue and palate. She looked at the people inside chatting, and her small hands, as if carved from white marble, picked up her phone, took a picture of the crabs on the plate and sent it to the group.

"Hunyuan Dachu: Eating Crabs During Mid-Autumn Festival"

Mr. Pickled Cucumber: I remember Lao Gou is from Nanling, go ask Lao Gou.

After talking about pickled cucumbers, he also posted a picture. In the picture, there was a chubby big hand making a middle finger gesture. In the plate in front was a whole snow crab, which looked to weigh at least three pounds. The slender crab legs looked very visually impactful. There were a bunch of other dishes behind the snow crab. I couldn't see it clearly, but just looking at the environment, I knew it would definitely not be cheap.

In comparison, Qin Zhixin's crab looked much shabby. The crab legs on the pickled cucumber were thick and long, and then she looked at her own crab. Although a hairy crab weighing six taels was already a top grade, Qin Zhixin still felt it was too small.

Qin Zhixin curled her lips and started typing.

"Hunyuan Dachu: It doesn't look fresh at first glance!"

"Mr. Pickle: Damn it, it's not fresh, is it?"

"Lao Fang: Damn, the food that the son of a bitch rich second generation eats is really good, what the hell are you eating, old dog, Hunyuan Dachu?"

"Mr. Pickle: He gets hard and black when he can't eat it, and he says it's not fresh."

"Hunyuan Dachu: It's just not fresh. How can it be fresh if it's dead?"

"Mr. Pickle: I know you're anxious, but I hope you won't be anxious now."

"Mr. Pickle: You want to see it alive, right?"

Wang Tianzhuo continued to post pictures of his dinner, and one photo after another taken casually with his mobile phone was uploaded.

The fruit machine's pixels were decent, but the lighting and angles were spot on. From a purely photo-perspective, Wang Tianzhuo's shot was a complete failure, but Qin Zhixin was still tempted. An incompetent photographer can only touch others' hearts with authenticity. Wang Tianzhuo was simply casually recording his daily diet, but the unintentional revelation still broke the defenses of the poor Qin Zhixin.

Qin Zhixin felt quite sad that she didn't even know what these tasted like. She was anxious and worried about the fate of these seafood. It would be like feeding these to a dead fat pig like Pickled Cucumber. If she had to feed them, she should feed them to her!

"Hunyuan Dachu: You fat pig! You're still eating even though you're so fat! You're definitely suffering from fatty liver disease. Maybe it will develop into cirrhosis next year."

"Mu Zi Gou: Old Dog, where in Nanling is the best place to destroy the body?"

"Hunyuan Dachu: What the hell? That must be a pig farm. Pigs are stupid. If you chop a few pieces, they'll just push and push, and there won't be any bones left."

"Muzigou: Can you be realistic? Are there pig farms and dog farms?"

"Hunyuan Dachu: You were the first to talk nonsense"

"Hunyuan Dachu: Just pick a place with water. Every year, tourists go missing in Tangshan. Their bodies are swept into the Qixiang River and flow down to Anji Lake. By the time they emerge from the lake, they're already bones when they flow downstream."

Wang Tianzhuo's photos were released one after another. Qin Zhixin cursed even more in her heart, but she couldn't help but click to take a look.

The photos are all of the best seafood from the sea, starting with the photo of steamed snow crab that Wang Tianzhuo showed at the beginning.

Next appeared a photo of a large plate of sea urchin sashimi and extra-large nine-segment shrimp marinated raw on a gilded bone china plate, followed by a white porcelain pot with carefully cooked oarfish inside, and behind that was a charcoal-grilled eel. The ferocious fish, weighing more than ten pounds, was chopped into large pieces of appropriate size and coated with a fresh and sweet unique sauce.

Finally, there's a video of a large grouper and a grouper being served hot pot. The broth is still simmering in the pot. The fish look incredibly fresh. After the chef slices most of the flesh off, he sets the head and body aside as a garnish, their mouths still opening and closing. Opposite the camera, a scantily clad internet celebrity smiles obsequiously at the camera.

If one word could describe Qin Zhixin's feelings at the moment, it would be envy. Two words would be envy and jealousy. She only had a vague impression of these foods.

She looked at the photo on the screen for a moment, then glanced at the hairy crab she had just opened. The more she looked, the more greedy she felt. Except for sea urchin, she had never seen anything else in her life.

[This bastard, why don’t you just choke him to death! ]

Qin Zhixin cursed silently inwardly as she clicked on the photos sent by "Mr. Pickled Cucumber" one by one and viciously bit into a steamed bun with braised pig's ear in it. Eating according to the photo seemed to give her a seafood flavor.

"Lao Fang: Wow, is there something for fun across the street at night? Mr. Pickle"

"Mr. Pickle: Fast food, I was scared by that guy last time"

"Mr. Pickle: Is the old dog here? Why isn't he talking? Hunyuan Dachu"

"Hunyuan Dachu: What a low-end game you're playing! The opponent's is really ugly!"

"Mr. Pickle: Don't change the subject. Just tell me if you want to eat it. You think the guy on the other side is ugly? He has 150,000 followers on Weibo. Do you think you're qualified to play with him?"

Qin Zhixin couldn't help it. This fat pig was mocking her. She was really broken.

"Hunyuan Dachu: How long has it been since the Fukushima accident? Are you still eating seafood? Jill will glow after eating it! Mr. Pickle"

"Mr. Pickle: Okay, I'll just ask you, do you want to eat it?"

Qin Zhixin didn't want to answer.

"Hunyuan Dachu: You can search her Weibo. Maybe she is an independent woman, or a feminist who says on Weibo that she wants to put a stop to men."

"Old House: 6"

"Han Heng: You are disgusting. When did independence and feminism become insulting words?"

"Fuliang black tea is high quality and is shipped nationwide. Well, being an independent woman doesn't mean you don't spend men's money. Last time I went to Huaishui to deliver something, the boss's daughter went crazy. She said she felt dirty thinking about having X chromosomes from men in her body."

"Old House: 6"

"Lao Fang: Her father's X chromosome came from her grandmother. This is insane."

"Han Heng: Is it her father who abuses her?"

"Fuliang black tea is high quality and is distributed nationwide: Bullshit, her father raised her and wanted to hold her in his arms, but if she really abuses him, you have to look at me, I haven't even graduated yet and I'm already helping with sales."

Qin Zhixin stopped reading the messages in the group and broke off a crab leg. The crab leg was attached to part of the crab meat, which was white and crystal clear. She poked the crab meat into a dish, dipped it in vinegar, and then stuffed it into her cherry mouth, sucking and chewing it hard.

All happiness comes from comparison. She was originally very happy today, but Mr. Pickle ruined her happiness. If Mr. Pickle hadn't posted the photo, she would definitely have been happy all night.

Qin Zhixin felt a little regretful at this moment. She should have immediately muted everyone in the group chat after showing off her crabs. She stopped checking the group chat and focused on eating wholeheartedly. This made her feel much better.

After eating only half a crab, a third of a pig's ear, and less than a quarter of a bunch of grapes, she felt like she couldn't eat any more. Wang Tianzhuo hadn't replied yet, probably enjoying his meal. Qin Zhixin stood up and put the pig's ear and grapes back in the refrigerator. She would slowly nibble on the remaining crab while watching a movie tonight.

Qin Zhixin opened Baofeng Video Player. Back in 2013, Baofeng Video Player was a treasure trove of software, boasting a comprehensive library of movies and videos, all free and in high definition. She clicked on the movie ratings, sorting them from highest to lowest to find a film she was interested in.

I'd watched quite a few movies in my past life, but since it was a different world, while there were many similarities, the differences in entertainment were significant. At least in my past life, China was the world leader in both military might and cultural output. In this world, there were some good Chinese films, but they were significantly inferior to foreign ones.

But Qin Zhixin doesn't care about this. As long as it's good-looking, she will watch it. She doesn't care whether it's domestic or foreign.

She picked for a long time and saw a movie called "Orphan". Qin Zhixin remembered that this movie was released a long time ago, but the name was so unpleasant that she was too lazy to watch it. Now she clicked on it and found that the rating was very high.

As a horror movie, it was rated at seven points. Qin Zhixin was also interested. She was bored at the moment, so she just clicked on it to take a look.

Chapter 35 Thinking about it day and night

On September 17, 2013, at exactly 8:00 a.m., the alarm on Qin Zhixin's cell phone rang on time.

It’s the first day of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, and there are still two days left until the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Qin Zhixin lay sprawled on her pillow, her alarm clock blaring for a long time before she slowly awoke. Only a corner of the quilt remained, barely covering her plump buttocks. The rest had been kicked off the bed. She'd been dreaming, and whenever she woke from a dream, she'd feel incredibly tired, as if she'd slept all night for nothing.

Last night, while sucking crabs and watching the movie "Orphan", she was still joking with the system, saying that the ghost woman in the lead role was really ugly.

At that time, at least 60% of her attention was focused on the top priority of sucking crab legs, and she only watched a rough plot of the movie.

She didn't remember many details, it was probably a story about a couple of sterilized white people who had nothing better to do than go to an orphanage to open a random blind box, and happily won the grand prize of a one-way ticket to another world. When the box opened, the husband was reincarnated first, but the wife was more patient and couldn't go with them.

At least the good news is that they no longer have to worry about sterilization.

Qin Zhixin was not very interested in such stupid, old-fashioned and clichéd stories. Every year, there were more or less several similar stories among America's best-selling books.

This routine is okay if you watch it a few times, but the description of evil is superficial. After watching it too many times, you can see the end after just reading the beginning.

The screenwriter's overreliance on this trope is as incompetent as if he'd gotten food poisoning from expired Burger King and then downed two bottles of vodka, his brain only able to process the product of "copy and paste." If the protagonist looks like a good guy, he's most likely a "white lotus" or a "fool." If the supporting character looks good, he's definitely evil, good at disguising himself, and moody.

Even a pervert like Qin Zhixin, whose mind is full of "slutty things", can see through it at a glance.

Just like the current deconstructionist trend in hentai, the norm of cultural output is misplaced. hentai uses characters from regular anime to create contrast, while regular anime uses hentai characters to attract attention. Pure love anime is full of adulterers, while the plots of the tauren are becoming increasingly chaste. The main point is that all the beautiful characters from regular anime go to hentai to become bitches, and all the jerk characters from hentai go to regular anime to create pure love.

The more seemingly bad characters are in hentai, such as the hot chicks who love to bully others, the maiden who goes with men casually, and the vampire who specifically seeks out nerds, they are all in pure love. Ask, it's just that the slut who looks experienced is actually her first time in the main drama.

The highlight is its high attack and low defense, which can be easily defeated at the speed of light.

In the mainstream anime, the more beautiful the characters look, such as the warm sister next door, the wife who deeply loves her husband, the bright and righteous female knight, the saint who sacrifices herself for the people, the investigator who hates men very much... the more glorious and righteous they are, the more complete their corruption is. The main theme is that the more glorious the front is, the darker the back is.

The root of the problem is that it is because of two major hobbies of men from ancient times to the present: dragging good women into trouble and persuading bitches to change their ways.

In horror movies, the more innocent-looking a character is, the more dangerous he or she is.

At least that's what Qin Zhixin thought.

"Muzigou", who kept asking stupid questions yesterday, was directly ignored by her. After all, if he asked such stupid questions, he would be stupid in real life.

Qin Zhixin felt that the biggest villain yesterday was Wang Tianzhuo. He only cared about his own pleasure, taking a photo to make others jealous, and then running away after making others jealous.

Normally, they'd known each other online for three or four years. Shouldn't Wang Tianzhuo have immediately sent her the food by express mail as soon as she said she wanted it? Even if it wasn't a finished dish, just a local specialty of Guangdong Province, as long as she valued it enough, she wouldn't mind even canned food.

Qin Zhixin only ate a crab and half a pig's ear yesterday, and she felt like she was full of anger. Whether it was Wang Tianzhuo's lavish dinner or the woman sitting opposite Wang Tianzhuo, both made Qin Zhixin vaguely uncomfortable.

Instead, she was amused by that crappy horror movie.

Qin Zhixin simply couldn't eat the fresh seafood, and could only watch helplessly, her love turning to hate. She also disliked the influencer because she felt their quality control was too poor. How could Wang Tianzhuo dare to raise his hand against such rubbish? Qin Zhixin couldn't help but think of her long-term partners in her past life. Even those he despised the most were a dwarf compared to this low-brow influencer.

Frankly speaking, in her past life, the two silicon-based creatures who dined with Mr. Pickle were most likely unworthy of even meeting her. Add to that the fake faces and stone breasts, and her past life self wouldn't even be able to lift a gun if they were to play.

Through Wang Tianzhuo, Qin Zhixin examined her "previous life" that did not belong to her from a strange perspective.

She felt strangely alienated, a strange feeling, an inexplicable sense of disharmony. Although she was indeed unrefined, was the playboy who had been a playboy in her past life really herself?

The system felt extremely embarrassed after sensing her thoughts, and didn't know how to respond.

All of Qin Zhixin's memories of her previous life were given to her by Him. This damn girl's thoughts about not being able to lift a gun sounded like elementary school students venting their anger at each other and competing to see whose father could eat more shit.

Although Qin Zhixin might be right.

When he was still a human, he had played with androids, but he would never play with one with such poor aesthetics. However, when it really came to him, he would not be so exaggerated as to say that he couldn't even lift a gun.

The system had an inexplicable illusion that its ability, which was comparable to that of a small electric motor, was looked down upon by this damn girl, but it did not dare to jump out to testify. When this damn girl realized what was happening in the future, she would probably despise it to death. After all, it did have billions to spend in its previous life.

After watching a movie last night, Qin Zhixin felt uninterested and didn't feel like playing games, so she simply went to bed. However, she didn't sleep well. Even though she had been focusing on eating all night, Qin Zhixin still had a nightmare last night.

The content of her dream was quite outrageous, and had some similarities to the plot of "Orphan". Qin Zhixin dreamed that she was back in the university classroom of her previous life, but "he" did not go to class, and inexplicably went to the orphanage to adopt a little girl named Tang Yuyu.

This little girl is the younger version of the mother. When she saw the male version of Qin Zhixin, she timidly stretched out her little hand, which was held tightly in her hand.

It was a beautiful dream at first, because his daughter Tang Yuyu not only did housework for him, but also did his homework and took a bath with him at night.

The delicate little girl in the bathtub is her mother in this life. This kind of hentai is called the cultivation system. Qin Zhixin, who is too precocious and confused in some aspects, always has a complicated desire for her real "mother" in this life.

She believed that she was a "playboy" in her previous life, a true scumbag. He always talked about the future and true love with different girls. He would tell all kinds of funny things to give them a brief warmth, but he looked at the poor young girls with evil intentions, carefully concealing the sad eyes that suppressed his admiration.

This is their own cruel pleasure in the previous life. The sweet, bitter, and doomed feelings that are destined to never come true, coupled with a little bit of deception, make them happy to accept it, just like the carrot that always falls in front of the donkey.

The more she grew up, the more her brain developed, making Qin Zhixin feel more and more that she was a scumbag in her previous life, but she mistakenly thought that scumbag was herself and felt that she had done nothing wrong.

The brain will not betray its own ass. Just as I was an out-and-out playboy in my previous life, I should be a scumbag who despises other people's feelings in this life.

Whether it's her mother, Tang Yuyu, or her cousin, Tang Manwen, Qin Zhixin always has dark thoughts in her heart from time to time. As the saying goes, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night." It's no surprise that Tang Yuyu and her identities are reversed in Qin Zhixin's dreams.

But later on the dream began to fall apart.

Qin Zhixin dreamed that she failed an exam, and failed more than one exam. The "daughter" Tang Yuyu, whom "he" adopted, grew up in an instant and turned into her real appearance. She appeared with a "whoosh" sound, holding a thin stick.

What followed was familiar territory. The male Qin Zhixin had transformed into a female ghost in reality, once again being chased and beaten by Tang Yuyu. In her dream, she was running desperately, escaping from her university in Beijing to Nanling's Nanshi High School, with Tang Yuyu chasing her relentlessly.

Qin Zhixin kept kicking the quilt while she slept. Tang Yuyu and her studies had left her with too many psychological traumas. At first, Qin Zhixin slept lying down, then soon she slept on her side, and later she slept on her stomach.

The alarm clock rang for a long time. Although Qin Zhixin woke up, she just didn't want to get up. This dream made her tired. She felt that she might as well have played games all night.

After having nightmares for half the night, she was a little confused at the moment, but she had to be on time to meet her cousin Tang Manwen today.

If she continued to stay in bed, Tang Manwen would probably laugh at her again when she came over. Qin Zhixin filled the basin with tap water, took a deep breath, and buried her head deep in it, until she could hold her breath no longer.

She stood up and gasped for breath. Now she felt much more awake.

Qin Zhixin began to wash in front of the mirror above the sink.

There were still water droplets on her jade-like face, her jet-black hair was fluffy like clouds, and a small tuft of hair was wet and stuck to her fair forehead.