Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

"Of course it's okay~ Sister Ye Qing, I've already told you, leave this guy to me~"

Zhao Xin confidently put his arm around Ye Qing's shoulder, looking at the treasure chest that had appeared next to the mechanical leader, his face filled with a look of pride that said "Come and praise me".

Seeing her like this, Ye Qing smiled helplessly and said repeatedly.

"Yes~~ Is there anything that our Miss Zhao Xin can't take down?"

"hey-hey"

In fact, Zhao Xin was still quite heartbroken. In this short battle just now, she had used up almost a quarter of her stored energy crystals.

It is useful enough, but it is very expensive.

Ye Qing paid a little attention to the attack time. The attack time of two people was indeed faster than that of one person, but if the final sniper attack could be faster...

Thinking of this, Ye Qing opened the treasure chest.

"Energy crystals, energy crystals... Why is the first grid full of energy crystals?"

Ye Qing handed these things to Zhao Xin somewhat helplessly, and then searched the next compartment of the treasure chest.

To be honest, she still hopes to get the task items directly.

In her impression, the things related to the so-called curse were first these hidden rooms and then the various special prop points.

The memories of her past life told her that the "ores" on the Mineral Girl were related to the truth behind the demise of the Relic Empire, and these Mechanical Lords were important clues to finding out the cause of the demise of the Relic Empire.

"Okay~"

"Don't worry, go collect some materials. We should be able to scrape some energy crystals from these mechanical guards."

"good----"

Although her contact with the player "One Heart" in her previous life was limited to competitions, now after meeting Zhao Xin, she discovered that he was not some eccentric weirdo.

Zhao Xin can be said to be a very easy-going person, especially to people he knows.

"Ordinary materials, excellent materials... huh?"

When Ye Qing found the last grid, the strange fragment appeared in her hand.

Quest: Eternal Damnation has been activated

Tip: The task description has changed. Please check the updated task description.

Mission description: Search for memory fragments of the end of the world in the ruins empire. The current collection progress is 1/3

Mission Reward: Seven Virtues - Hope at the End

coming!

Ye Qing couldn't help but clench her fists. Her guess was indeed correct.

However, this time the equipment rewards come with the seven virtues affixes, while the previous justice and loyalty did not. Will there be any difference?

This question cannot be answered for now. Perhaps after completing the task, I can ask the ore girl more.

"But... the memory fragments of Doomsday and the fragments of Doomsday, these two seem to be related somehow, right?"

Ye Qing opened the inventory and first checked the memory fragments of Doomsday.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of the "Atalanta" found in the body of the King of Wandering Souls, and wondered if there was any relationship between the two.

Memory Fragments of Doomsday (Legend)

Material description: At the moment of the end of the Ruins Empire, all primates witnessed the end of the world and their memories solidified into fragments of despair.

(Hint: Doomsday memory fragments can be synthesized after reaching a certain amount.)

When the number of memory fragments of Doomsday reaches a certain level, they can be synthesized...

Could it be the three pieces required for the mission, or is there more?

With this question in mind, Ye Qing opened the inventory and tried to combine the Doomsday fragment with it.

But unfortunately, the synthesis of the two did not react, and Ye Qing had to give up.

"Sister Ye Qing!"

Zhao Xin's shout was suddenly heard not far away, but Ye Qing's attention was still on the two materials, so he just responded casually.

"Sister Ye Qing!!"

This time the shouting seemed more urgent, but also carried a hint of surprise, which made Ye Qing turn around and look towards Zhao Xin.

That is! !

When Ye Qing saw the scroll in Zhao Xin's hand, even she couldn't remain calm.

My goodness, how can this luck be so outrageous?

"Zhao Xin, are you President Huanmeng's biological daughter?"

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In 987 Imperial Calendar, I met a child selling his body on the street.

She has silver hair and blue eyes. To be honest, she really appeals to the XP of Eastern people. But to be honest, it’s hard to have any impression of a kid who is not even as tall as my calf.

"Please, buy me..."

She was in tattered clothes and was pulling at my windbreaker, shouting weakly.

There were many beautiful girls on this street, but unfortunately the war had just ended and many people did not have the money to buy them.

Even if they are selling at a low price or even paying for it

"Why are you looking for me? Look at the big sister next to you. Isn't she a rich person?"

I smiled, rubbed the child's head, opened the lid of the kettle and handed it to her.

The little face stained with coal dust looked lifeless. She looked at the colleague behind me, shrank weakly towards me, and said nothing.

Well... although I had a lot of trouble to get back, and got the title of an instructor to hang around in the city, I have no problem living alone.

"Hatsuei, what are you doing?"

My colleague finished her work and came over. She looked at the child holding my windbreaker and seemed a little confused.

"It's okay... Let's put it this way. I'm not from a wealthy family. Just keep this box of matches. If you sell it, it will be enough to last you for at least a month."

I took a box of matches from the war from my pocket and put them in her hands

The child seemed to understand something and took the matches from me.

"Let's go. We still have to report to the headquarters. Don't delay."

My colleague walked in front of me, and I broke off a small piece of compressed biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth when the children around were not paying attention.

When I left, the child was still looking at me with longing.

Look at me...there's nothing I can do. After all, when I was on the street, the Empire gave me a bottle of water but I went to the battlefield.

Leaving Shell Street, my colleagues and I arrived at the headquarters under the admiring gaze of the guards.

Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not someone worthy of respect. What is worthy of respect is the ghost badge on my military cap.

Today is the day we retire from the front line, and many returning soldiers have reported to various places.

Except for us, everyone else has to report back to the capital.

There was no long speech, nor was there any awarding ceremony on TV. There was only a "huge sum of money" for ordinary people and a certificate.

"Thank you for your contribution to the country..."

It was getting dark when we left the headquarters.

I can take everything with me, and I have a considerable fortune. From now on, even if I become a spendthrift, I can still live a comfortable life.

"Hatsuei, where are you going? There's nowhere to go, otherwise..."

"I don't know. Just go live in the assigned house."

Interrupting my colleague's words, I waved to her and walked straight towards the street where the house was located.

If I owe her any more favors, I'm afraid I won't be able to repay them.

A two-story building located on the corner of the street, it can be considered to be in good condition.

I don’t have the concept of “home” in my mind, but looking at the furniture around me, I think that maybe with more traces of life, this might be home, right?

The sky gradually darkened and white snow fell from the sky.

Since the war, the capital's climate has been severely affected, so this situation occurs from time to time.

After looking around the house, it was clear that the headquarters hadn't prepared any food.

Just go outside and solve it.

Although the principle on the battlefield is not to eat unknown food, but in the capital...this should be okay, right?

Coincidentally, my house is only one block away from Shell Street. There are many small restaurants there, so I might as well go there.

But I didn't expect that I would meet that kid again.

"Want to...buy some matches?"

The child could only go barefoot, and the falling snow froze her little feet until they were blue and purple.

"Sir...buy some matches?"

She walked around, selling her products to workers who had just left the factory, using her poor language.

"Get away, you dirty little devil!"

These rough men have no idea how to be gentle with women. They only know that if their work clothes get dirty, they will inevitably be scolded by their wives.

The child was pushed to the ground and finally got up. He then went around selling the box of matches again.

Before I knew it, I had followed this child around most of Shell Street. Of course, she didn't notice me.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not someone who enjoys taking pleasure in other people's misery.

It was just out of curiosity, I also wanted to know if this kid could sell a match.

The street lights have been turned on, and the restaurants on both sides are emitting tempting aromas.

The child seemed unable to walk anymore, so he went to a corner and lit a match.

To keep warm...

The white snow fell on her silver hair. If she sat there a little longer, there would probably be a human-shaped snow pile here tomorrow.

pity......

People need to save themselves, even if sometimes it's just a straw.

Just before I was about to leave, the child suddenly stood up from the corner, shook off the snow on his body, and seemed to be looking around.

I subconsciously used a spell to temporarily hide my figure.

A child... shouldn't be able to notice me.

She suddenly looked a little anxious, holding the matchbox tightly in both hands, and jogging around.

Until it turns left and right and comes near me.

But perhaps because she ran too fast, she didn't even see the steps buried in the snow. She stumbled and fell into the snow, falling in front of me.

If it were an ordinary child, he would have probably started crying by now, right?

She quickly climbed up from the snow and carefully collected the scattered matches one by one.

"First, sir."

A trembling voice came from behind me, making me stop in my tracks.

It wasn't me who was calling, right?

But there was indeed no one else around, so I turned around and looked at the child standing behind me.

"Your matches... Sorry, I can't sell them..."

She stuttered in Imperial English, but I could still understand what she said.