Chapter 192 Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a skull.

"I think so too!"

Bai Nuo was overjoyed and got back on her bicycle. She decided to use up all the credit cards she had saved up today.

Luck isn't always on your side; things change over time, and the next time you refresh your luck, it might turn out to be terrible.

Bai Nuo left the street where the state-run restaurant was located, turned a corner, and came across a bookstore. Seeing the green sign at the entrance that no one could see, he simply and crudely rode his bicycle into it.

"Ding, successful check-in at Fuxing County State-run Bookstore. Congratulations, host, you have obtained a set of the comic book 'Red Flag'."

Upon hearing the announcement in his mind, Bai Nuo's eyes flickered slightly, but this time he didn't stop and continued riding down another street.

"Ding, you have successfully checked in at No. 79, 32nd Road, Wudao Street, Fuxing County. Congratulations, host, you have obtained the online course on the inheritance of the century-old tailor's skills."

"Um?"

"squeak!"

Bai Nuo slammed on the brakes again. She was now in a deep alley in a small alley. The alley was no more than two meters wide, and the surrounding houses were very dilapidated with deep marks of smashing on the walls. It was quiet all around, and it didn't look like anyone lived there.

So, where did the tailor shop come from?

"There used to be a long-established tailor shop here, but it was persecuted or forced to move away due to the times," the little system noticed its host's confusion and offered its explanation.

Since the movement began, there have been far too many cases like this. Many veteran craftsmen have either moved their entire families abroad to avoid the disaster or secretly gone into hiding.

Those who were even more unlucky either died or suffered in some cowshed.

In her previous life, Bai Nuo had heard of this history, but she didn't feel anything at the time because it was too far removed from her life. Besides, could life be any harder than the apocalypse?

Now that she is in the midst of it all, she can begin to understand the helplessness, frustration, and even... hatred that so many people felt during this period!

Sometimes, when you think about it carefully, it's better to just carry a big knife and fight zombies.

Bai Nuo glanced at the grid space of the Time-Space Mall. In the last grid was a small sewing machine emitting a halo, and behind the sewing machine were rows of cheongsams and Western-style dresses.

This was the first time she had ever drawn an online teaching course, and it was even a craft course that she really liked.

The artisans who can be captured by the Time-Space Mall must have exceptional skills and knowledge, just like the master chefs she learned cooking from.

Even her teacher from her previous life, who held a very high position in the field of clothing design and production, greatly admired this kind of skilled craftsman.

Unexpectedly, one day she would have the opportunity to learn from such a veteran craftsman.

This is much more enjoyable than that damned "Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry Series".

"Let's go, let's go! We still have two check-in vouchers left, let's find a place!" Bai Nuo suddenly became excited.

She hadn't really paid much attention to the check-in and lottery program before. She would just check in whenever she remembered or happened to be in the system. If it weren't for the system reminder, she probably would have often forgotten that her system had a check-in and lottery program.

Perhaps it's because she really doesn't lack anything, and apart from wanting to accumulate more wealth, she doesn't have any other major needs.

Now that I've found an online course that I'm really interested in, I suddenly feel energized.

"Ding! Successfully checked in at No. 23 Gaonan Street, Fuxing County. Congratulations, host, you have obtained a skull!"

"Ding! Successfully checked in at No. 23 Gaonan Street, Fuxing County. Congratulations, host, you have obtained the complete arm bone!"

Bai Nuo: "..."

A-Tong: "..."

The two children stared at the last two cubicles of space, remaining silent for a long time. A gust of wind blew by, and they felt a sense of desolation.

The little system blinked, looking completely innocent: "Host, should we call the police?"

Bai Nuo rubbed his head blankly and said, "Why don't you check what year this skull is from?"

If this were from before the founding of the People's Republic of China, there would be no point in reporting it to the police; it would be better to use it to grow flowers!

The small system quickly took out the system scanner and then had Bai Nuo take the skull out of the compartment.

Since the Time-Space Mall is bound to the host, only the host can access the mall's exclusive grid space. Even the small system requires the host to actively grant permissions.

Bai Nuo naturally wouldn't carry a skull around on the street. After looking around, he finally found a secluded corner before taking the toy out.

"Ding, scanning started, please wait..."