I, the one in the heavens, am here to protect my bottom line in all realms.

Fortunately, she was mentally prepared, and her eyes moved slightly to look at the familiar light screen projection:
生存：每年可获得1积分，60岁后每年可获得2积分，70岁后每年可获得4积分，80岁后每年可获得6积分，90岁后每年可获得8积分，百岁后每年可获得10积分。

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Accept a false identity?
Naturally, she accepted it, even if it was of no use. After she confirmed it, the identity information came: Zhang Chengyuan, an orphan from the Xiaoliuwan Production Brigade of Hongxing Commune.

She grew up eating a big pot of rice, so she built this thatched hut bit by bit by herself.

This seems normal at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, it is very unreasonable. Let’s not talk about other things. This is a time when the work-point system is used to make a living, and half of the children are working in the labor force. She is eighteen years old, and she only has this thatched shack. Is it possible to live without anything?

But Zhang Chengyuan thought that this was free identity information, and she still swallowed her inner complaints. Regardless of whether it was reasonable or not, she had to survive here, so why bother with so much.

She stood up and patted the dust on her body. She first used today's gathering opportunity. The initial supplies given by the Pangan Divine Tree were:
红糖10包、白糖10包、糖果10斤、挂面10斤、被褥枕头2套、桌椅板凳1套（1张桌子8把椅子4个板凳）、家具1套（8个盆2双桶2只箱子1个衣柜1张床）、土陶缸1套（大中小各2个）、日用品1套（镜子牙刷牙膏搪瓷杯毛巾各1个）、搪瓷用具1套（6个大小不一的搪瓷盆10个搪瓷碗4个大小不一的搪瓷缸8）。

The second thing was to get the storage box and two storage bags from the previous world, and then go out to get familiar with the familiar environment. When she walked to the door, she hesitated, took a bag of brown sugar and hid it in the clothes in her arms. Holding on, he put his hands together to protect him.

Not long after she went out, she saw people on the road in twos and threes getting off work. They were walking and chatting with hoes on their backs.

She didn't know where they were going, but the quickest way for her to get familiar with the environment was to contact people, so she followed them.

She followed them to a bungalow, where many people were already queuing up. Zhang Chengyuan also followed her, because she saw people in front of her carrying lunch boxes, multigrain steamed buns, and squatting with farm tools under their arms. Have a meal.

Judging from this situation, it should be a big pot of rice, so she planned to eat a meal first to fill her stomach.

She quietly put away the brown sugar, replaced it with an enamel bowl, and silently waited for her turn.

As the team moved forward, people slowly began to appear behind her. She heard a woman's voice behind her, looked back, and met her eyes.

The aunt opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't remember her name for a while, and her brows furrowed more and more tightly. Zhang Chengyuan saw that she was familiar with this situation, and immediately answered: "Aunt, I am Zhang Chengyuan, have you forgotten?"

The aunt slapped her on the forehead and shouted, "Oh, Xiao Yuan, I just couldn't remember your name. Are you feeling better?"

Zhang Chengyuan blinked and breathed a silent sigh of relief. If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have been arrested as a spy.

And about the fact that she was sick, she nodded vaguely and said nothing.

The aunt kept talking: "Xiao Yuan, you have to eat now, do you want to go to work in the afternoon?"

Zhang Chengyuan quickly glanced at her expression and nodded: "Go, I can't just eat and not work."

The aunt nodded with satisfaction: "Then Xiao Yuan, you should eat more."

Zhang Chengyuan nodded obediently and said, "Yes."

No longer paying attention to the aunt's words, she carefully recalled the historical knowledge she had learned. It seemed that the big pot meal ended in 1978, which was this year, and so did earning work points.

After its abolition, the policy to be implemented should be the household responsibility system, which means to contract land for planting, and when the harvest is harvested, part of it will be handed over to the collective, and the rest will be your own. This model.

In this case, it is quite beneficial to myself.

Soon it was Zhang Chengyuan's turn to cook. She took out an enamel bowl from her pocket and handed it over. She was given two spoons of sweet potato and multigrain rice, a spoonful of shredded potatoes, a spoonful of sauerkraut, and a multigrain steamed bun. Just let her go quickly. She took the food and found a corner to squat down to eat. She had brought all the supplies in the storage box and storage bag from her previous life, so of course she had chopsticks.

She quickly finished the meal, went to wash the dishes, and left with the people who were leaving. When she saw them coming to work in the fields, she went to the warehouse to get farm tools and went to work too.

I was busy until dark, waiting for the scorer to record the scores, and then I followed everyone to return the farm tools and go to eat.

After returning to the thatched hut, Han Yici had time to look for the way of heaven in this world, and found it effortlessly. However, the situation of the world consciousness was not good, and it was almost weak to the point of dissipating.

Han Yici quickly made a contract and mobilized the power of the other three worlds to help it improve its level.

After some manipulation, the consciousness of Heavenly Dao was preserved, and it transformed into a human being, a hunchbacked, thin old man with white hair and beard.

The little old man raised his hands with gratitude and said, "Thank you very much, master, for your help."

Zhang Chengyuan circled around it and asked in confusion: "Isn't this your new world? How come you are so weak that you are about to dissipate?"

The little old man replied respectfully: "Master, you don't know something. Not all new worlds are derived from completed novels. My world is derived from a novel that died young. In order to have a glimmer of hope, The little old man's appearance is the price.

If the master hadn't taken action, even if the world was promoted to a micro world, it would have little potential. "

Listening to the words of World Consciousness, Zhang Chengyuan clearly felt that it was not as lively as the first three worlds. Not only it, but the entire world felt this way.

She has no way to make up for this. It is always difficult to make up for the problem of innateness.

Zhang Chengyuan was silent for a moment and asked: "What do you call me? What route are you taking?"

Although he was clueless, the little old man still took it: "This is the world of ancient cultivation. You can just call me Ancient Cultivator. I have no idea about the development of the world for the time being. I wonder if the master has any arrangements?"

Zhang Chengyuan did not intend to make an arbitrary decision. She asked carefully: "Do you still have spiritual energy in this world?"

Gu Xiu shook his head: "The spiritual veins are severed and I have used up all the spiritual energy."

"What about magic or other special powers?"

Gu Xiu thought for a while and said: "The inner strength of martial arts is somewhat retained."

"In this case, are you willing to follow the ancient martial arts route and enter Taoism through martial arts?"

The ancient cultivator neatly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Master, for the gift."

After settling this matter, Zhang Chengyuan was about to leave: "You're welcome, you develop the world well, is it okay for me to spend a vacation in your world?"

Gu Xiu still maintained a respectful attitude and said: "Of course, yes, Master, what would you like your subordinates to prepare for you?"