Chapter 2 The Era of Face-Slapping Reborn Woman
After a busy day, Lin Anning lay in bed after washing up at night.
Moonlight shone through the window, casting a snowy whiteness on the cement floor.
Lin Anning changed into her pajamas, a smile on her lips as she covered herself with a thick, soft quilt.
She sniffed, still able to smell the scent of sunlight on the quilt.
She was truly happy, and her mood was especially delightful.
Lin Anning wasn't actually Lin Anning; her real name was Anning, and she was a Time Traveler.
Anning didn't know what was going on, nor did she understand why the Main God chose her to play the cannon fodder in so many worlds.
She was clearly not foolish, not naive, nor was she someone to die for love, but every time she traveled, it was like her intelligence was diminished, and she was controlled by the system when she didn't want to be cannon fodder and wanted to live well, forced to do things involuntarily, and every time controlled to meet a miserable death.
Anning didn't know how many lifecycles she had gone through; she was initially sad and scared in her first few cycles.
Later, she slowly calmed her mind and started obediently playing the role of cannon fodder, outwardly, she would not resist the Main God and the system, but secretly, she began to study diligently, learning the cutting-edge things in each world.
Finally, in one lifetime, Anning broke free from the control of the Main God, and moreover, she truly contracted with the system.