136 The Outpost (The End)

You don't need to walk 99 steps

"Cloud Flower Shop?"

Xie Yunhuai stood beside him, looking up at the name on the signboard. After reading it aloud, he turned to him and asked, "Are you going to open a flower shop here?"

"Hmm, what do you think?" Qin Fu'an looked at him with gentle eyes.

Xie Yunhuai was slightly taken aback, then shook his head: "Where did you get these flowers?"

What he really wanted to ask was: Why is this flower shop called Cloud Flower Shop?

But she had a pretty clear idea of ​​the answer in her heart, and she was too embarrassed to ask. She could only keep that strange sweetness in her heart and worry about Qin Fu'an's newly opened flower shop.

The shop is there, but... what about the flowers?

"You forgot?" Qin Fu'an smiled and took his hand, leading him into the flower shop as she explained, "Of course we have flowers, all kinds of flowers in every shape and form, we have them all."

Upon hearing this, Xie Yunhuai frowned slightly.

Do we have flowers?

Do we have all kinds of flowers?

As he pondered, his expression faltered slightly. He quickly sifted through the many fragments of his dream and found something. His pupils widened slightly, and he exclaimed in surprise, "You mean... Hundred Flowers Town?!"

His surprised expression only made him more adorable in Qin Fu'an's eyes. A hint of a smile appeared in his green eyes, and he nodded firmly under the boy's unconsciously wide-eyed gaze.

"Yes, it's Hundred Flowers Town."

As he spoke, Qin Fu'an's expression darkened slightly, and spiritual energy flowed from his fingertips, blocking out all the probing gazes around him, as well as completely blocking out the live broadcast room.

Only after the lingering feeling of being spied on completely disappeared did he lower his eyes, and the next second he had something in his hand.

Qin Fu'an placed the miniature model of Baihua Town on the table in front of Xie Yunhuai.

With slender fingers pointing at the lingering mist above Hundred Flowers Town, she tilted her head and smiled at the boy beside her, saying, "Look, isn't this our Cloud Flower Shop's biggest supplier?"

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

Before this, he had considered many possibilities, including but not limited to Qin Fu'an possessing the coordinates of the Mysterious Domain of Hundred Flowers Town, or being able to locate and travel between them like a courier station, but he never expected... that Qin Fu'an would actually carry Hundred Flowers Town with him??

He stared blankly at the Hundred Flowers Town on the table for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"So it was in your hands after all." His words were ambiguous.

Qin Fu'an didn't intend to delve into it. Hearing this, he nodded, picked up Xie Yunhuai again, and sat down on the stool. The two non-humans stared at the Hundred Flowers Town in front of them.

"It's just that I haven't reached the level where I can open it yet," Qin Fu'an said as he tried to channel spiritual energy into Baihua Town.

The spiritual energy did enter and was absorbed, but this miniature version of Hundred Flowers Town showed no reaction or movement.

When I first got this miniature version of Hundred Flowers Town, the requirements for opening it were clearly stated: all of the player's attribute values ​​had to reach 40.

However, Qin Fu'an had never intended to open it before. He used most of the attribute values ​​he obtained to fill the attribute of divine sense, and the other attributes are now mostly in the thirties.

So it seems he opened a shop for himself that can't be opened for the time being?

Xie Yunhuai held his large hand, and upon hearing this, smiled and his eyes crinkled, exposing Qin Fu'an's lie for the first time.

"But your strength was never just this much, was it?" He was no longer the naive young boy whose soul was imprisoned by the dungeon level, so he was naturally the one who knew the most about the changes in Qin Fu'an's strength.

As I mentioned last night, the great demon holding me is a monster just like myself.

The lower the dungeon level, the greater the constraints placed on monsters like them.

As the dungeon level increases and the rules within the dungeon become more refined, the strength they can unleash naturally becomes stronger.

As for just how strong it can be...

At least, the barrier of a mere Hundred Flowers Town couldn't stop him.

So, this bastard is lying to him again!

After Xie Yunhuai finished speaking, he laughed and, still not satisfied, bit his wrist, leaving a line of red marks of varying depths on the inside of his wrist bone.

"Hiss!" Qin Fu'an gasped.

But her wrist was still being held in Xiaoyunduo's hand, and she didn't even think of pulling back.

Even though she knew he was doing it on purpose, Xie Yunhuai still subconsciously frowned and blew on his wrist.

Before I could finish playing, I heard someone's extremely pleasant laughter behind my ear.

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

With a sullen face, Xie Yunhuai shook off the bitten hand and got up to rinse his mouth.

Just as she made a move, she was pulled back forcefully and nestled back into that warm and generous embrace.

The next second, his earlobes were tickled by the warm breath, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Little Cloud, lying is my instinct; honesty is the real hypocrisy to me."

Qin Fu'an reached out and encircled his slender body in his arms, giving him no chance to break free. Then, holding the boy's fair hand, he guided him to touch the Hundred Flowers Town on the table.

"I have the ability, but I don't want to have it."

Qin Fu'an kissed the earlobe of the person in his arms, which was so red it was almost dripping blood. He then condensed his spiritual power into a needle and pricked the tip of the person's finger. As the finger touched Baihua Town, a round, cold drop of blood dripped into the town.

A few seconds later, intricate array patterns appeared on Baihua Town and between Xie Yunhuai's eyebrows, shining for a moment before gradually disappearing.

"..."

Xie Yunhuai looked at his fingers, which no longer showed any signs of injury, and disregarded the Hundred Flowers Town on the table, which seemed to have come back to life. He turned to look at Qin Fu'an.

Why...why did you give it to me?

Strange emotions were churning in his eyes, like astonishment, like bewilderment, or perhaps like gazing into an unfathomable chaos.

Qin Fu'an looked at him and thought of how, in many previous worlds, Xiao Yunduo had always coveted his eyes the first time they met, but in reality, Xiao Yunduo's own eyes were more beautiful and unique.

It's not the deep brown of a human, but a lustrous gray, like pure ink in the dark, and like a translucent pale white when light shines through it...

There's a beautiful saying among humans: a lover's eyes are the eighth ocean.

Humans describe a lover's eyes as a vast, boundless ocean, capable of holding countless loves and tenderness.

Qin Fu'an couldn't perceive the so-called love and romance in those words until he looked into Xiao Yunduo's eyes again and again.

The little cloud's eyes held the nebula of the chaotic depths, those mysterious and profound beings that repeatedly drew him to gaze deeper and longer into the depths of his eyes, wanting to see into the farthest recesses of his gaze and discern all the emotions and love he tried to hide.

He was such a greedy demon that he was always silently probing, trying to get his image into Little Cloud's eyes.

Just like now, he clearly already guessed everything, yet he still sat here, slowly and methodically making arrangements, and then watched the little cloud being drawn closer and closer to him.

Qin Fu'an raised his hand and gently stroked the little cloud's beautiful gray eyes, replying softly, "It's not that I'm giving it to you, it's that I'm returning it to you."

After correcting Xiaoyunduo's words, he smiled gently in the boy's suddenly widened eyes.

"Little Cloud, this is returning it to its rightful owner."

He leaned closer and kissed Little Cloud's eyes.

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

It took Xie Yunhuai a long time to regain his composure. He stared blankly at Qin Fu'an, who was embracing him, and several times he hesitated to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

explain?

question?

check it out?

Neither...

Looking at Qin Fu'an's gentle smile, Xie Yunhuai finally gave up on saying anything that might be said, softened her body, snuggled back into his arms, leaned against him without any defenses, and quietly looked at the Hundred Flowers Town on the table.

How did he know?

How could he bear to part with it?

How much did he know?

He gave this place to himself, but what were his original plans?

...

His mind was still a mess, but Xie Yunhuai was not flustered or anxious.

Instead, he nestled in Qin Fu'an's arms, his back pressed against his chest, feeling each other's steady breathing, and his emotions were more peaceful than ever before.

This feeling of having someone to rely on and someone to accompany you is something that exists only through a layer of illusory dream memories, something you can never truly experience.

Xie Yunhuai felt as if his originally empty heart had been filled by a certain demon without explanation.

Full to the brim, heavy and full, so full that there was even a slight sense of heaviness.

The two non-human beings remained in this huddled position in this deserted instance, quietly spending a long time there.

It took Xie Yunhuai a long time to finally sort out his chaotic thoughts.

He grabbed Qin Fu'an's hand and asked him, "You'll return Baihua Town to me, but what about you?"

This Baihua Town was not given to Qin Fu'an by Xie Yunhuai; Qin Fu'an obtained it through his own abilities, and Xie Yunhuai never intended to take it back.

But Qin Fu'an has now returned it to Xie Yunhuai.

Thinking of this, Xie Yunhuai couldn't help but say, "It's a real ghost realm. Once you get it, many things will become easier. Don't you want it?"

After hearing his words, Qin Fu'an chuckled and rested his chin on his shoulder, saying affectionately, "So what? Its greatest value is making you happy."

The most useful tool in his hands is the one that can please his wife.

If you can't please your wife, then you'll just gather dust in her social media feed.

Qin Fu'an's dependence on props is extremely low, but his dependence on his wife is ridiculously high.

If this bizarre game hadn't given him a wife at the start, Qin Fu'an would have already joined forces with the Ghost Capital and the Demon Clan to occupy most of this place unchecked by the Heavenly Dao.

He has the ability, especially in a place where there is no Heavenly Dao watching over him.

Xie Yunhuai's ears turned red from his two short sentences. He pursed his lips, calmed his disordered breathing, and said softly, "You... don't need to keep that plant alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the person behind him pause in breathing for a moment.

Xie Yunhuai also inexplicably became nervous, his breathing tightened, and his heart began to pound wildly.

"Little Cloud, what did you just say?" A low, husky voice, though trying to be restrained, rang in my ears.

They were so close that Xie Yunhuai could even feel his hot breath seeping into his ears, causing an unbearable itch.

Xie Yunhuai suppressed his racing heartbeat, took a deep breath, and then gripped Qin Fu'an's fingers tightly, repeating in a low voice, "I said, you don't need to keep that plant alive, I... I'm willing to go to your world with you."

I'd be willing to go home with you even if I didn't need to nurture that blade of grass.

Xie Yunhuai felt that he was probably bewitched by Qin Fu'an, otherwise how could he say such irrational things when he thought he was sober?

But he has no regrets whatsoever.

Even the reaction of the person behind him caused his heart to pound so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his chest, revealing his bright red, cold heart completely to Qin Fu'an, so that he could see with his own eyes his seriousness and unwavering resolve at that moment.

There's no need to look at Qin Fu'an.

He didn't need to see how the little cloud's whole, cold heart beat powerfully and passionately, because he could hear it.

He could hear all of Little Cloud's innermost thoughts.

You can also hear the rapid, forceful heartbeat of Little Cloud.

In both worlds, he could find no sound more melodious than this.

He lowered his head, holding the person in his arms even tighter, pressing his chest against their back, his heart closer to their heart, until the beating of their two inhuman hearts gradually became one—

"Xie Yunhuai."

Qin Fu'an called to him in a hoarse voice.

"Mmm," the boy in her arms responded softly.

Qin Fu'an nuzzled his cheek and continued calling him, "Little Cloud?"

"Mm," Xie Yunhuai replied earnestly as always.

Would you be my partner?

"Um……?"

Xie Yunhuai suddenly froze.

He stiffly turned his head and looked into Qin Fu'an's smiling eyes.

"Little Cloud, would you like to be my partner and come home with me?" Qin Fu'an adjusted his posture so that he was facing her, head down, forehead to forehead, and asked again earnestly.

"..." Xie Yunhuai stared at him, remaining silent for a long time.

Qin Fu'an was not in a hurry. He intertwined his fingers with Qin Fu'an's, their brows touching, and patiently waited for Qin Fu'an's response.

It's just like a patient hunter, quietly waiting for its prey to step into the trap it has set.

About two minutes later, Xie Yunhuai blinked and then his eyes crinkled into a smile.

"I do," he answered softly, carefully and earnestly, word by word.

He said, "Qin Fu'an, Xie Yunhuai is willing to be your partner, and has always been willing."

Or rather, Xie Yunhuai had been waiting for this question, for this very long time.

However, Qin Fu'an was too cunning. He seemed to have handed the initiative over to Xie Yunhuai and seemed to be restricted at every step, but in reality, he was pressing him step by step and scheming against him again and again, never giving Xie Yunhuai a real chance to retreat.

Xie Yunhuai found it sweet.

Whether Xie Yunhuai was deceived or saw through it all, he was willing.

"You don't need to walk 99 steps towards me."

The boy raised his hand, put his arm around Qin Fu'an's slightly lowered neck, tilted his head back and gently bit Qin Fu'an's lips, whispering, "Qin Fu'an, you don't have to go through so much trouble, I will come to you."

He had a dream that lasted for a very, very long time.

He finally met the vivid and real lover from his dreams.

Qin Fu'an had searched for him time and time again, gradually getting closer to him.

Xie Yunhuai, however, did not actually stand still and wait for him to approach.

Who could bear to watch their lover repeatedly fail to be with them, repeatedly find themselves within reach only to be forced to separate?

Xie Yunhuai couldn't bear it, so as Qin Fu'an tried to approach him, he also stepped down from his throne, overstepping his bounds time and time again, getting closer and closer.

Until this moment.

Until their hearts touched and their bodies embraced.

In 100 steps, there's no need to distinguish who took how many steps.

Because they all run.

-

A cloud-themed flower shop opened in the southeast corner of the mysterious realm.

I heard that the owner of the flower shop was originally an intern courier, but one day he suddenly became the boss.

As for the original owner of the fugitive inn, nobody knows where he went. He probably... became an employee of the florist instead.

This flower shop has been doing very well since it opened.

How good is it?

Anyone passing by can't help but go in and take a look. Just leave your address, and the flowers will be delivered to your doorstep automatically, just as convenient and fast as express delivery.

However, ghosts rarely see the florist. To be precise, the florist is not in the florist at all, and there are no salespeople in the florist. But no ghost dares to sneak around or act recklessly in the florist. They pay when they are supposed to and buy flowers when they are supposed to. They are so well-behaved that they are not like ghosts.

So, where is the florist?

Qin Fu'an rested his chin on one hand, watching Little Phoenix attend her tutoring class with a bored expression.

As for why the demons came to the Ghost Realm for tutoring?

Qin Fu'an was unaware of this, and he didn't interfere. Qin Fu'an was merely a docile Tengshe who would listen to his wife.

My wife said our little phoenix needs to attend classes? Okay, then.

My wife says our little phoenix isn't paying attention in class and needs someone to keep an eye on her? Okay, then keep an eye on her.

For a full ten days, Qin Fu'an didn't work as a deliveryman, and Xie Yunhuai picked up trash; the two of them devoted all their time to raising their child.

And will the child being raised cry?

"It's alright. Phoenixes are born fire-attribute divine beasts, and their tears will evaporate on their own." Qin Fu'an hugged his little cloud, showing no trace of fatherly love.

Xie Yunhuai nodded, sat down next to Qin Fu'an, and busied himself with his own affairs.

As the ruler of a region, and with Hundred Flowers Town now re-integrated into the Ghost Realm, Xie Yunhuai has been quite busy lately.

Because she's so busy, Little Phoenix gets a bit conspicuous when she's being naughty.

There was really no other way, so we specially hired a tutor for the little phoenix so that it could learn some common sense about the Ghost Realm.

As for Qin Fu'an, he was both a supervisor and an observer.

The more he learns about the Ghost Realm, the smoother things will be for him later. After all, the game has clearly cast a wide net and caught some unlucky little demons. Qin Fu'an plans to take them through a few more dungeons to improve their survival skills in the Ghost Realm.

Although his partner was the Lord of the Ghost Realm, Qin Fu'an did not ask Xiao Yunduo to help him open a back door.

He still needs to work hard to save money. He doesn't need to support his wife in the game world, but he shouldn't miss out on the game's benefits.

Xie Yunhuai cannot yet bypass the game and break through the boundary to the real world, and Qin Fu'an cannot rashly take Xie Yunhuai out. They need to communicate with the Heavenly Dao of the real world, make arrangements with the demon race and the ghost capital, and there are many other things to consider.

So although Xie Yunhuai agreed to go home with Qin Fu'an, the wonderful thing of winning a wife is not yet going to happen to him.

Qin Fu'an wasn't in a hurry. Compared to rashly taking Xiao Yunduo out, it was obviously more appropriate to take things slowly, arrange everything properly, and ensure that Xiao Yunduo had no worries.

While studying, Little Phoenix noticed that her father was lost in thought.

Its round eyes rolled around twice, and then, taking advantage of its father's inattention, it pounced and landed on Qin Fu'an's face.

The little guy's childish voice was incredibly loud: "Dad!! You're not paying attention in class, you're not setting a good example at all!!"

Qin Fu'an was jolted back to his senses by its voice. He frowned, looked at the little ball of fur bouncing on his face, and laughed in exasperation.

"I'll count to three. If you don't come down, you won't be landing all day."

Before Qin Fu'an could even open his mouth to count the threats, the audacious fluffy ball rolled its round body down and landed steadily in his palm.

"Father, you're bullying the younger generation!" Qin Xuanyu accused, hands on his hips.

Qin Fu'an picked up its little wing and shook it in a beautiful arc, then threw it back, sneering, "Not only do I bully the weak, I can also get your teacher to give you more homework. Want to try?"

Qin Xuanyu: "...QAQ!"

Stinky dad, wicked dad, scumbag dad!

I'm going to tell my other dad!

The little phoenix curled up into a ball, studied diligently for a long time, and finally felt that many of its phoenix feathers had fallen off.

Studying is tiring, but having Dad watching over me while I study is even more tiring.

Hearing from her father that a kindergarten would be built in the Ghost Realm to teach new little ghosts, Little Phoenix could hardly bear to imagine her miserable future.

Go to a real-life kindergarten to learn about humans.

Go to the demon clan's orphanage to learn about the demon clan.

Absorb the innate talents of the Phoenix Clan in your dreams.

Finally, we will come to the Ghost Realm to learn about the Ghost Realm.

Even if time flows differently, and even if it's not a fragile human race, it still can't withstand so much learning and hardship!

The little phoenix squatted sullenly in the sycamore nest that Father Cloud had prepared for him, and had already begun to boldly fantasize about the wonderful life they would have when they were separated and never saw each other again.

If my two dads don't see each other too often, my study load will be reduced by half!

As long as it doesn't sleep, it won't need to learn the traditions left by its parents in its dreams.

As long as it's lazy and doesn't transform too quickly, it won't have to go to the human kindergarten to be a student.

Once you do the math... hey, the study load is instantly reduced by more than half!

That's so true to me!

After figuring out how to slack off, the little phoenix straightened up again.

When Qin Fu'an said it was almost time to leave, it couldn't wait to jump onto its father's head, using his head as a nest, squatting there happily, and obediently saying goodbye to its father.

Goodbye, Father. After this parting, who knows when we'll meet again!

No matter where my dad goes next time, I will never smuggle myself across the border again!

Don't even think about getting me into studying!

No one knows what Little Phoenix is ​​thinking, and even if they did, Qin Fu'an and Xie Yunhuai would probably just laugh it off.

After Qin Fu'an used his spiritual energy to shield the little phoenix's five senses, he reached out and embraced Xie Yunhuai, then lowered his head to touch Xie's slightly cool brow, saying helplessly, "Next time I should go to a low-level dungeon."

Qin Fu'an had already told Xie Yunhuai about this before.

Saying it again now is just to express my reluctance to part.

Xie Yunhuai held his fingers, his expression softening upon hearing this, and he replied softly, "I know. In every instance that has not yet returned to the Ghost Realm, there is an avatar of mine. We will meet again eventually."

But Qin Fu'an knew the torment he was enduring during his long wait.

Just like in this instance, the more dream fragments he receives, the more unbearable his anticipation and waiting become.

For Qin Fu'an, only seven days had passed in the real world, but for Xie Yunhuai, every wait felt like half a lifetime.

Even repeated cycles.

"I'll be faster this time." He hugged the little cloud in his arms and promised earnestly, "I won't keep you waiting too long."

Xie Yunhuai: "...Liar."

Even he himself couldn't grasp the span of time.

"Yeah, just trying to make you happy."

Qin Fu'an admitted his lie and coaxed him with a smile, "So, little cloud, smile and pretend you were fooled, okay?"

Xie Yunhuai: "..."

He kept lying even after being exposed; he's a repeat offender.

[—Current instance is being detached.]

My vision went dark for a moment, and when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the familiar player cabin.

The little phoenix peeked out from its father's arms and curiously looked around at everything.

Qin Fu'an was completely trapped in place by the system notification sound in his ear.

[Detection revealed that the player was illegally carrying an unknown life form and engaged in other violations within the instance!]

[After system investigation and assessment, it has been decided that: all of the player's earnings from this instance will be deducted, and 100,000 smuggling funds will be forfeited. Players are advised to abide by the rules and try again.]

Qin Fu'an: "..."

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at a fluffy little creature that was happily flying towards the player's cabin.

Little Phoenix was completely unaware of this, and was tentatively pushing open the door of the player's cabin, squeezing through the crack with its short legs.

Qin Fu'an took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and continued listening to the system's broadcast.

[Congratulations to the player for completing the current dungeon: The Outpost.]

[Dungeon rewards are being calculated...]

[Dungeon Level: Tier 4 - Solo - Evil Spirit (40 attribute points)]

[Task Completion: SS+ (Although you successfully cleared this dungeon through various violations, the system still acknowledges your success. After all, no player has ever had such an outstanding ability to exploit loopholes in the rules!)]

[Livestream popularity score: 0 (Due to your various violations, the system has deducted all of your earnings. Thank you for your selfless contribution.)]

[The exchange rate between popularity points and ghost coins is 100:1.]

[Dungeon Rewards Received: None (Thank you again for your generous contribution. All your rewards will be sold in the in-game store. All players and the official team are grateful for your contribution.)]

[Gain permanent title: "Florist" (Congratulations on successfully transforming from a wage earner to a capitalist! May your flower shop be filled only with the fragrance of flowers, free from exploitation, 007-style work, ruthless laborers, and suffering monsters. All wage earners' hatred towards you increases by 30%, and your persuasive (illusionary) ability increases by 30%.)]

[The revenue from the recorded streams of the dungeons "Whimsical Fairy Tale" and "Feast of a Hundred Ghosts" has been converted into Ghost Coins and credited to player account balances in real time. Please check your account promptly.]

[100,000 Ghost Coins have been automatically deducted from your account balance. Please check your account promptly.]

This was the quietest time Qin Fu'an had ever experienced, and also the time when he was most destitute.

There are no skill balls, no item balls, no rewards, and no weird coins.

He only has 40 attribute points and a debt of 100,000 Ghost Coins.

Empty and desolate, utterly miserable.

Qin Fu'an closed his eyes and slowly exhaled. Before he could speak, he heard 023's voice.

[Dear player, due to your repeated violations, our official team has decided, after discussion, to issue you a warning yellow card.]

[We hope you continue your efforts and enjoy the game.]

A bright yellow card appeared before Qin Fu'an's eyes. Before he could see it clearly, the yellow card turned into specks of light and slowly merged into the light screen after his name.

This also means that once he starts broadcasting, a warning yellow card will be displayed next to his live stream name.

Qin Fu'an: "..."

He went to the Nirvana Pool without any expression.

After exiting, open the player panel.

Name: Qin Fu'an

Level: Lv4 (Completed dungeons: Fairy Tale of the Strange, Feast of a Hundred Ghosts, and Outpost of the Dead.)

Player titles: "Florist", "Groom of Roses", "Examiner", "Excellent Teacher", "Top Repairman", "Senior Gardener", "Good Neighbor", "Brilliant Newcomer", "Rising Star".

Awakened Talent: Rose Blood Lock - Orange - No Growth Potential, Top-Tier Deceptionist - Red - Growth Potential, ? ? ? (Non-human race, difficult to detect)

Skills: Healing - High-level, Storyteller - Purple (cannot be upgraded), Funeral Director - Purple (can be upgraded), False God - Blue, Stealing - Blue, Repair - Mid-level (can be upgraded).

Items: White Flower Town (???), Oil Pastels - Advanced (90%), Drawing Board - Advanced (90%), Transformation - Fusion Version, All-Purpose Repair Pod - Purple (Cannot be upgraded), Lucky Cat Piggy Bank - Purple, Detection Stone - Purple (99%), Toy Heart - Blue (Incomplete), Insect Repellent - Low-Tier (100%), Toolbox - Blue (24%), Universal Energy Block x5, Clean Drinking Water x3.8 Liters...

Ghost Coins: -28710

Player attribute values: Please enter the Nirvana Pool to enhance attributes.

Intelligence: 42

Strength: 42

Agility: 43

Divine Sense: 72

Charisma: 34

Luck: 7 (Normal enhancement is ineffective)

Qin Fu'an's gaze lingered on the -28710 coin for at least 10 seconds.

He really felt that next time he entered a dungeon, he should definitely have his fortune told first.

At the very least, you should check the almanac before making any plans.

Otherwise, if this happened again, he would probably lose all his real-life assets, let alone earn money to support his family.

Thinking of this, Qin Fu'an took a deep breath, closed the player panel, strode towards the player's hut, dragged out the little phoenix who was lying inside, and returned to the real world in the blink of an eye.

-

"Dad, when will you go see Daddy Cloud again?" The little phoenix squatted in its sycamore nest, its bright eyes gazing at its father.

Qin Fu'an was lying on the stool, keeping his son company in the sun. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at it lightly before saying, "What, you want to come along too?"

The little phoenix immediately shook its head vigorously: "No, no, no, I'm still little, I'm only a month old. Daddy, you go by yourself. I'll go play with Daddy Cloud when I'm a little older!"

How could Qin Fu'an not know what it was thinking?

Hearing this, he chuckled softly and continued to enjoy the rare sunshine with his eyes closed.

Until two other auras appeared in the villa at the same time.

Qin Fu'an opened his eyes and happened to see a person and a ghost appear out of thin air.

"Brother Qin!" Xi Ya's eyes lit up, and she quickly ran over. Halfway there, she stopped and looked at the little red bird beside Qin Fu'an with a puzzled expression. She asked curiously, "Brother Qin, did you go to the flower and bird market to buy a bird?"

Xie Zeyuan: "...Pfft."

The little phoenix looked at her incredulously, then angrily spoke in human language: "You're the bird sold in the flower and bird market! I'm... I'm my father's eldest son!!"

Before it could even utter the word "phoenix," it cleverly swallowed it back.

It doesn't matter if the ghost knows its identity, but humans cannot.

Human greed should never be underestimated; it is a lesson etched into the very fabric of our being.

I got scolded by the bird.

Xi Ya was even more incredulous. She leaned closer, apologized to the little phoenix, and then asked it curiously, "Are you Brother Qin's son?"

"Of course! I'm my dad's dearest and most adorable child!" Little Phoenix proudly put her hands on her hips.

Xie Zeyuan followed over and nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, after all, your father didn't have the chance to raise other children."

Just like a class with only one student, if he's not number one, then what number is he?

Little Phoenix: "QAQ!"

Damn it, that devil's mouth can never say anything nice!

Unlike me, I'll always be my dad's adorable little phoenix!

Qin Fu'an casually tapped its head, then looked up and asked the two people who had entered:

"How's it going? Is everything alright?"

[Author's Note]

Ah, even rushing around, I only managed to write a little over eight thousand words. I'm completely exhausted...

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