Infinite games: I become a god by krypton gold

Shen Yin slept until dawn, at this moment the sky had cleared up, and the sunlight shone into the room through the broken corner of the window, adding a bit of warmth to the deserted room.

She observed the room. Judging from the plot received and the decoration in the room, it should be similar to the era of the Song Dynasty. She couldn't tell the specifics, after all, it was originally in the game.

The room is small and narrow, except for her sleeping couch, there is a desk by the window with a small stack of papers and a writing brush on it, and a small desk next to it with a teapot and cups on it. The night is the water poured from here.

On the other side is a semi-old carved dressing table, the red paint on it has been mottled, it can be seen that it has been used for many years. In front of the dressing table is an embroidered round stool, which should be a matching item.

Near the door is a bundle of neatly folded quilts, which should be used by the green warbler to lay the floor.

The smell of rice porridge came from the yard, and Shen Yin's stomach unconsciously growled twice.

She took the dusty coat from the head of the bed and put it on, and got off the bed with limp hands and feet.

In the plot, she and Luying have lost a single copper plate, and it is estimated that they got rice on credit from the big kitchen.

Shen Yin poked around in the space for a long time, found two thumb-wide gold bracelets without out-of-standard marks, and picked out a few gold rings. The two bags of jewelry she brought out from the game were basically all kinds of gemstones, diamonds, and pure gold. There are not many things, the rest is for her to make a pendant of jade charms.

But gold should be more convenient to exchange for money than jade and emerald.

She just wrapped up what she found in a slightly thicker coarse cloth handkerchief when Green Warbler came in with a small bowl of rice porridge.

"Miss, let's eat something. The rice porridge just out of the pot is delicious." Luying's appearance can only be considered delicate at best, and when she smiles, there are two dimples, which add a lot of points to her appearance.

Shen Yin didn't refuse, she was really hungry, there was nothing in the space that could eat,
After finishing the porridge, she handed the things wrapped in the handkerchief to Luying, telling her that it was something her mother had left her, and asked her to go out and find a pawn shop to exchange for money, and then buy some rice, grain, meat and vegetables.

From her memory, she learned that in half a month, Liang Jin would take people to the Shenshan Mountain to find opportunities. Since she wanted to go, she had to start making preparations in advance.

Among them, food and money are indispensable, which happen to be what she needs most.

Although Lu Ying is mediocre in all aspects, but fortunately she is loyal enough and her mouth is very strict. He can do what he tells her to do no matter what.

After Luying took her things and left through the back door, she began to carefully examine her spiritual roots according to the plot she had received.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, she finally believed that she, Shen Yin, was indeed a real trash without spiritual roots.

Shen Yin couldn't help but feel a little depressed, this round of the game has to be cultivated, she doesn't even have a spiritual root, how can she play?
"Don't be discouraged, isn't it all written in those novels? There are many exercises in this world that don't require spiritual roots to practice." Xuan Ci's sudden words made Shen Yin jump.

"Why are you so elusive?" She lay back on the couch resentfully, feeling exhausted physically and mentally, and didn't even want to move her fingers.

Xuan Ci didn't like to hear her say such words, "Where am I elusive? Haven't I been in your spine all the time?"

"Then where did you read the novel?" Shen Yin decided to ask the end of the matter. She doesn't like to read novels, and she can guarantee that she hasn't read novels recently, let alone those kinds of cultivation literature.

When Xuan Ci was asked such a question, she immediately became dumbfounded.