Two hours later, Su Qiao, who had been sitting on the ground against the stone wall, was nearly exhausted.
Fortunately, the bones in her leg had joined together perfectly, and the redness, swelling, and pain around the wound had disappeared. The wound had begun to heal, leaving only an itch.
She got up and tried taking two steps. It did not hurt.
Still, to be safe, she decided not to run, jump, or stomp for the time being.
Host, why not draw this reward while we're at it?
"What reward?"
The Newcomer Gift Pack.
"Didn't we use that thing already? Could it be yours?"
But it's only a formatted entity. Doesn't that mean it doesn't count as a newcomer?
Of course it's mine. I'm a newcomer, so naturally I have a Newcomer Gift Pack. Ah, forget all that—let's hurry up and draw it!
If I can draw a body, wouldn't I be able to rise to the top in one step?
Unfortunately, dreams were beautiful, but reality was cruel.
The reward Su Qiao drew was the ability to fulfill one of her wishes.
However, the wish could not involve altering the system, nor could it involve anything outside this plane.
444 was extremely disappointed.
Wasn't this its Newcomer Gift Pack?
How could the wish not be to get it a body?
"Then let him recover the memories of his previous life!"
Su Qiao felt that the fastest shortcut was to have the man recover his memories. Once that happened, everything would fall into place.
Xi Hanzhou had not been a short-tempered, bloodthirsty person before. Although neither the Imperial Hospital nor the wandering physicians could discover the reason, Su Qiao was one hundred percent certain that someone had done something to him—perhaps drugged him or planted a Gu Worm in him.