Qianyue thought for a long time, finally remembering that she seemed to have posted a strategy guide before. But because it had been so long, she even forgot what she wrote.

Seeing the red 99+, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Why is there such a heated discussion?"

She clicked on the post out of curiosity, expecting some surprise, but the first sentence she saw was:

— “What a stupid thing.”

Qianyue: ???

She continued to scroll down, and the expression on her face gradually turned cold.

— "This is hilarious! How can anyone have the nerve to post guides these days? Has this person never played a game?"

—"You're so green, get out of here."

— "He's using a video by the great xx, without even paying tribute or mentioning the author. Is this a whore?"

— "Am I the only one who thinks this post is very similar to XX, XX, and XXX next door? The others all wrote in great detail, but she just mentioned it briefly. Could she have plagiarized?"

—"Go back upstairs, maybe."

— "Plagiarist dog Sima."

—"Sima +1"

…

The more Qianyue looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong. She pursed her lips and opened Qianchi's chat window: "What do Lu and Sima mean?"

Qian Chi didn't know what she was doing and didn't reply immediately. Instead, the smart assistant popped up and gave her two dictionary interpretations.

Green: A color. It's now often used to describe a partner who's cheating.

Sima: An ancient surname. Famous figures include...

Qianyue: “…”

Although she had never surfed the Internet much, she could guess that these two words were probably not good words.

What's wrong with these people?

However, those who were sarcastic were only a part of the group. There were also some people in the building who thought Qianyue's words had substance and supported her from below.

— “Oh my god, did the OP calculate the consumption rate specifically? Awesome.”

— “I think the main post is very good. All the data is listed for you. Why do some people feel green?”

— “Agree with the above. The one who said green is weird. This is the technical area, right? Only beta testers can enter (rolling eyes).”

…

— "This strategy is good. I'll try it next time."

"Can those who accuse me of plagiarism clean up their mouths? Have some moral integrity. They just make a direct judgment without even a single piece of evidence?"

— “Copy, copy, copy. All they do all day is copy. If they have a hammer, they hammer it. If they don’t have a hammer, they talk nonsense.”

Once these words were spoken, the discussion erupted into a full-blown quarrel, which escalated into a verbal battle. Qianyue, however, hadn't used the forum much since then, so she had no idea what was going on. It wasn't until the third round of dungeons began that the thread's popularity gradually died down.

The latest comment came from two minutes ago:

—"Before starting the game, I tried to use the OP's data to calculate the material consumption rate. It was really useful when stockpiling. I used my limited funds to exchange for more resources."

"But the environmental variables in the third instance had a huge impact. I was so focused on escaping for the next few days that my plans went haywire. I'd love to hear how you dealt with it."

There were too many nitpickers, and Qianyue originally planned to quit the post and ignore it, but when she saw the last message, she couldn't help but pause.

Qianyue typed and deleted the words in the reply box, and finally sent all the experience of completing the third copy.

——Since it can help others, it’s okay to continue writing this post.

As for those people who inexplicably started accusing her of plagiarism in the building...

I've updated the walkthrough for the third dungeon of Ninety-Nine Islands: Moon. I've also posted the resource calculations. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself in the next dungeon. I'm waiting for you to come back and call me daddy :)

After typing the last word arrogantly, Qianyue went for another walk in the irrigation area.

The third dungeon has just ended, and the forum is very active at the moment, with many people discussing things related to the third round of dungeons.

—"Don't think it's like they're giving you some crops or something at the beginning, as if they're giving you free materials. After entering the dungeon, I was like, wow— wow, what the hell are these things? I don't recognize any of them!"

"This is when the benefits of reading more come into play. There's a crop called fireweed on my island. I heard that the Lisu people back in the days of Blue Water Planet would use the fibers from this plant to make ropes and the like..."

— “So you, the host, have made a fortune selling fireweed cloth?”

— “…Not really. I just read a couple of history books. I don’t know how to do it myself_(:」)_”

—"I'm borrowing this post to post a missing person notice. I'm looking for a master for someone. She's a female fighter, and her usual weapon in the last dungeon was a bamboo stick. A large reward is being offered. PM me if you have any information. (50 cents per line, brackets deleted)"

—"I'm even worse off than you guys. I know all the crops on the island, they're just some food and daily necessities, very common and practical, but my entire archipelago is full of beggar players! I woke up one day and my island was completely plundered TT"

…

—“Just thinking about it makes me angry. The official is a liar. They said that non-island owners cannot collect supplies on the island in the first three days. Why can beggars be allowed to do so?

— “I’m borrowing this building to post a missing person notice. Helping someone find a master, female… (50 cents per post, brackets deleted)”

—"The beggar player was just as confused, okay? I just touched the tree trunk, but accidentally knocked off someone else's last coconut, and was chased and beaten all day!"

"Don't even mention it. Our main island has been taken over by a small gang. They don't even allow us to access the public resources. It's simply too much!"

— “I’d like to borrow this building to post a missing person notice. Helping someone find their master…”

Qianyue came across this 50-cent missing person notice in several posts in a row. She had originally skipped it and finally couldn't help but stop and take a closer look.

The first thing that caught my eye was the “(delete the brackets with 50 cents)”

Qianyue was silent for a moment: "...IQ is touching."

I don’t know who is so unlucky to have such a bad apprentice.

Probably because more and more people have seen it in a row, gradually some people also left comments and jokes below:

"This group of water army is too unprofessional."

"It's better to give them so much money than to give it to me. At least I know which is the delete key (dog head)"

"Fighting with bamboo? May I ask if you and your master are descendants of the Beggars' Sect? Have you ever been educated? What medicine do you take?"

"I'm dying of laughter. This is what's happening upstairs (thumbs-up)"

Qianyue smiled silently after reading it, and was just about to log out to catch up on the update of the last "Pterosaur Post" when a few new comments popped up.

"Holding bamboo, good at fighting, female... isn't that what I think?"

— "The guy upstairs, we're not thinking the same thing, are we? Let's exchange a code. Are coconuts and isatis root grown on the uninhabited island?"

— “Okay, I’ve confirmed through eye contact that we’re the same people who got beaten up together.”

“…” Qianyue’s smile froze slightly.

After a while, she uttered a word softly.

"Du Yuanlang, you're gone."

There were seven days of rest after the copy was completed this time, so during dinner, Qian's parents suggested that while everyone was together, the family should go out for a walk on the weekend.

Qian Chi felt something was wrong when he heard it and secretly gave Qian Yue a look.

“…” Qianyue paused, and suddenly felt that the rice in the bowl no longer smelled good.

The family outing was probably just a cover; her parents' real intention was probably to trick her into going on a blind date. It was the same thing last time; if Qianyue hadn't known about the blind date in advance, she probably wouldn't have been able to escape.

Qianyue couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, what is coming cannot be avoided.

"Mom and Dad."

She put down her cutlery, straightened her appearance, and was just considering how to start the conversation when Qian's mother opposite her suddenly called her.

"Yueyue."

Qianyue was startled and subconsciously straightened her back.

Although Qian's mother is a full-time housewife now, she has always had a lot of say in the family.

In the early years, Qian's mother had also worked alongside Qian's father to develop their careers. The family business was built by the two of them together. After Qian Yue and Qian Chi went missing, she ignored the advice of those around her and resolutely left the workplace to return to her family, searching tirelessly for their whereabouts.

Fortunately, her efforts over the years were not in vain. Qian's father did not have any other thoughts about it. Instead, he often felt guilty for not being able to get away and stand shoulder to shoulder with her. In the end, the siblings were found, and the family cherished each other even more.

Qian's mother nodded at her, stood up and left the restaurant, "Come in with me for a moment, Mom has something to tell you."

“…”

Qianyue subconsciously turned around to look at the two people left at the table. Qian's father coughed lightly and walked to the living room pretending to know nothing. Qian Chi blinked at her, made a "come on" sound with his mouth, shrugged his shoulders and looked helpless.

Their mother is good in every way except that she loves to worry about Qianyue's personal problems, and no one can persuade her to stop - this is a common problem among elders all over the world.

Qianmu turned around: "Are you here?"

“…I’m coming.”

Qianyue sighed and followed Qianmu into the study.

The door was closed with a click, cutting off the possibility of the two men outside eavesdropping.

Qianyue planned to strike first, and as soon as the door closed, she said with a stiff upper lip, "Mom, I have something..."

"Sit down first."

"……All right."

Being gently interrupted, Qianyue paused and could only walk over and sit down as she was told.

The public study room at home is very large. Next to the bookshelf is a small living room. The leather sofas and handmade carpets all show the style.

In the past, whenever there was an important matter at home that needed to be discussed and decided, the family of four would gather here.

But today, there were only Qianyue and her mother.

Qianmu: "What would you like to drink?"

Qianyue: "Anything is fine."

Qian's mother: "Then let me first see if your father has secretly hidden alcohol in the study again - sure enough."

But after a while, Qian's mother took out a bottle of red wine from somewhere, poured a glass for Qianyue and handed it to her. When Qianyue took it, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and the ominous premonition became stronger.

The two raised their glasses, and the glasses made a crisp sound when they clinked. Qianyue took a sip and held it in her hand, a little absent-minded - she was hesitating how to speak without hurting the other person.

At the same time, Qianmu on the other end gently put down her wine glass and called out softly, "Yueyue."

In the past, this kind of opening statement was usually a symbol of something extraordinary.

Qianyue's eyelids twitched, knowing that this was about to start a blind date. She immediately braced herself for a fierce battle, but then she heard her mother say gently:

"I'm sorry, Mommy needs to admit her mistake to you first."

Qianyue: Huh??!

Mom, just blink if you're kidnapped.