After piqued Yan Jue's curiosity, Zhuo Feng refused to say more and instead asked, "Teacher Yan, Teacher 91 wouldn't lie, right?"
He wanted to flatly deny what Teacher 91 had said, but the sudden intensification of pain he'd experienced on the third day of his awakening, just before he arrived here, made him hesitate. He'd originally thought it was simply due to his awakening, but it turned out to be due to the shattering of his soul.
It is impossible to make him believe it completely.
His soul was shattered, so how did he exist now? He was very sure that the him in kindergarten was the appearance and aura of his soul.
However, with Teacher 91 being such a powerful and mysterious being, anything he did to him was easy, including fabricating and modifying memories. The other party's only rebuttal to his doubts was, "I won't lie."
"Teacher 91 said he wouldn't lie." Zhuo Feng was bewildered. "He said my soul is broken, and no one else can heal it except him."
"Since I'm already dead, why bother bringing me to the kindergarten and treating me? What's wrong with me now? Isn't this just an illusion of my true spirit? Why? Teacher Yan, why are you a teacher? Noel has his own family, so why is he here in the kindergarten? Could he have been seriously injured like me?"
Zhuo Feng was very confused.
He now believed that this kindergarten truly could connect different dimensions, not just some illusion. But after believing it, the numerous questions that followed were almost enough to make his head explode. 91 refused to speak further, and he didn't want to communicate with him for the time being, so he had to ask another teacher.
But the other teacher was also very confused, and Yan Jue was almost overwhelmed by the amount of information in Zhuo Feng's words.
He always felt like he had skipped more than twenty episodes while watching a TV series, resulting in a complete disconnect between the beginning and the current plot. Another person also kept asking him what was happening in the middle.
He doesn't know either.
Yan Jue finally understood that what 91 told the cubs and himself was most likely their basic information. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with doing so. The key was that the information on both sides was not interoperable at all, and his identity was not equal to Zhuo Feng's.
Teacher Yan, who sounds like he is in the same group as Teacher 91 and is not cold and aloof, will naturally become the person the cubs subconsciously seek answers to their questions.
It seems that the identity of the teacher in the game is to conform to the "game" setting, but it is actually a trap.
91 is such a rip-off!
Pan Wencheng quickly stopped Yan Jue's hand as he was about to confront customer service and advised, "Calm down, calm down. Customer service didn't restrict Zhuo Feng from speaking out. Maybe this was a deliberate test set up by customer service, waiting for us to discover it ourselves."
In reality, the question Zhuo Feng was asking was also their question. The game had chosen Yan Jue because he was a virtuous man for ten generations, and they believed that it was possible for creatures from different worlds to enter their own plane. The cost was just a few points earned for free, a minor expense, but it still made them nervous.
As we all know, free is the most expensive.
They are still trying to figure out the real purpose of the game. Because of the attitude of the customer service and the phrase "the cubs are the masters of the game", they thought they could use the cubs as a breakthrough point, but they didn't expect that they and the cubs are on the same front and have to work together to unlock the secrets of the game.
That’s great!
Pan Wencheng winked at Yan Jue, "Alliance, a natural alliance! Just tell the truth. Once Zhuo Feng knows we're on the same side, won't his favorability be easily gained?"
Yan Jue's body trembled, and Pan Wencheng's words were like a revelation that made him calm down instantly.
Yeah, customer service always told him to figure it out on his own. Isn't that just letting him go? He had a great opportunity to get closer to Zhuo Feng and get to know the game better, so why would he bother with that idiotic customer service?
Yan Jue quickly adjusted his mood and began answering Zhuo Feng's first question: "91 won't lie. It might hide something, but it won't lie."
He'd had the feeling many times, "Maybe customer service is lying to me," but 91 explained that the system wasn't programmed with the "lying" feature by the rules. What the rules forbid, no one could break.
After explaining why the kindergarten chose him, Yan Jue made up a story in all seriousness: "Why am I a teacher? Maybe it has something to do with my age?" "In my world, I've been an adult for eight years."
It was definitely not because of his preference that the system became a game with the identities of teacher and student appearing.
"As for the other questions, I'm sorry, I don't know either. In fact, whether it's your shattered soul or why you were injured, in short, all your past experiences with Noel, I know nothing at all."
"The kindergarten only gave me two tasks: one is to take good care of you, and the other is to open the enrollment channel at the right time."
When Zhuo Feng noticed that Teacher Yan had fallen silent, he thought that his question was inappropriate and Teacher Yan could not answer it due to some restrictions. However, he did not expect that after a short silence, he gave an answer that shocked him.
Teacher Yan is just like him and knows nothing!
Zhuo Feng sat up from the tree trunk, his face gloomy as he pondered the truth of Yan Jue's words. After a long pause, he spoke, "Don't you doubt the origins of this kindergarten? Being inexplicably chosen by a powerful creature, you're not afraid at all, but instead excited to become a teacher?"
Yan Jue immediately understood Zhuo Feng's problem. He smiled and said, "So what does Zhuo Feng say we should do?"
"Oh, you might not know this yet, but my world is a technological plane. There's no magic or spiritual energy here. We're all ordinary humans here. All the buildings over there in the teaching building are in the style of my world."
"Even you said he was very powerful, so what's the point of me resisting or not?"
"But I'm not really afraid." Except for the gift Noel gave me.
"We have an old saying in our country: 'If you come, make the best of it.'"
"The kindergarten has chosen me, and I can't get rid of it, so of course I have to choose to accept it." Yan Jue was not exaggerating: "Besides, it's just a kindergarten connected to other dimensions. What's the big deal? I've seen settings that are even more amazing and weird than this..."
"Our country has always been strong in literature, and even now, there are countless literary works of all kinds. Novels, or what you call picture books, with interesting and novel themes are constantly emerging. Time travel and rebirth are child's play, and the various cheat codes carried by the protagonists are even more dazzling."
"Oh, right, there are a lot of cultivation-related stories too, with protagonists of all races and using all kinds of cultivation methods. Do you want to see some?"
Zhuo Feng was already stunned.
When he heard that Teacher Yan was an ordinary person, he didn't care, but when he heard the second half, he didn't know how to react.
"What kind of world is this over there?"
"It's a beautiful world." Yan Jue replied with a smile: "If you can come here and take a look, you will definitely like it."
Zhuo Feng was still a little slow to react. Yan Jue's interruption actually lifted his previously depressed mood, which had been caused by all sorts of doubts.
He realized too late that he had been getting stuck in a dead end.
Just like Teacher Yan said, kindergarten is an existence that can only be looked up to. The strength between him and the other party is wider than the chasm. With such a gap in strength, is his resistance useful? It is useless.
Since he knew that the kindergarten would not harm him and could even heal him, did it matter why the kindergarten chose him and what their intentions were? It didn't matter.
What matters is that he continues to live.
This has been his greatest wish since birth, and he has been strictly implementing it. And as long as he survives, he can solve any number of questions.
After figuring it out, Zhuo Feng smiled for the first time since arriving at the kindergarten. He raised his head and bowed slightly to the air: "Thank you, Teacher Yan, for chatting with me."
"I am indeed very interested in your world. If I have the chance, I would like to visit you."
[Scorching Wind Favorability +10]
His persuasion had achieved remarkable results. Yan Jue's eyes lit up, but before he could get excited, a mechanical voice suddenly interrupted: "Keyword detected. The invitation has been sent, the invitation has been accepted, and the invitation is in effect..."
"Does Lord Yan agree to allow Zhuo Feng to enter this plane?"
Yan Jue: “!!!!”
Pan Wencheng: “!!!!”
"What the hell?" Yan Jue was stunned and asked hurriedly, "91, are you saying that Zhuo Feng himself can come to my world? Reality?"
"That's not him, that's his kindergarten form." Seeing Yan Jue go to see Zhuo Feng, 91 reminded him, "Zhao Feng has been blocked from asking questions. Please feel free to speak."
Yan Jue asked cautiously, "Is traveling through time free? What are the requirements?"
"For a cub crossing a plane, the player will need to pay 20,000 points as a handling fee for the first time, and no fee will be charged thereafter. Additionally, the exchange rate for the cub's time in the player's plane is 100 points per hour. If the cub needs to consume food from the player's plane, points will be calculated based on the volume of food consumed."
Very good, Yan Jue was no longer moved.
20,000 points, why didn't customer service go grab it! He really thought this was a game, and he had to spend points to buy game time. Forget 20,000, he could barely afford 200 now. He decisively ignored this feature.
"Nice feature." Yan Jue cleared his throat and said nonchalantly, "So, 91, let's talk about why you've only just mentioned this. What does 'keyword detected' mean?"
"This system isn't a real game. All reasonable requests within the system's scope can be achieved through points. However, I won't proactively inform you of this; players will need to figure it out on their own."
It sounds like a hidden Easter egg, Yan Jue thought, touching his chin.
After listening to this, Pan Wencheng suddenly asked, "Is there any other way to earn points? If Xiaojue were to play the game alone, it would take him forever to earn 20,000 points."
"have."
Yan Jue was surprised: "Really? What is it?"
"Players, please first trigger the key words related to the essence of points."
Yan Jue: “…”
Pan Wencheng was in a good mood: "Okay, we will work hard."
The most frightening thing about research is having no direction. Now that they have a direction, they just need a rough scope, and they will definitely be able to do it.
After 91 finished answering, he repeated, "Do you, the player, agree to allow Burning Wind to enter this plane?"
Yan Jue shed tears of poverty: “If I refuse this time, can I still trigger it in the future?”
"Okay, once triggered, it's valid for life. Do you want to refuse this time?"
"Refuse." Yan Jue said, then remembered something, "By the way, can you tell me why Zhuo Feng was injured?"
"Please lock the biography first."
"..." Yan Jue was unwilling to give up. "Is Zhuo Feng's soul really shattered? Zhuo Feng has already told me, and you can't answer?"
"Please unlock the biography."
Damn. Yan Jue: "Okay, bye. I'm fine."
After seeing off the big Buddha 91, Pan Wencheng started typing on his mobile phone. It seemed that he was communicating with the expert group about the research points. Before Yan Jue had time to feel depressed, his expression changed and he hurried to watch the game.
Just now, he was so shocked that he was arguing with 91 that he forgot that he was still talking to Zhuo Feng, and just at the critical moment of improving his favorability, he suddenly fell silent.
It's all the fault of the 91 scam.
However, when Yan Jue lowered his head, he found that Noel had come to the back mountain for some unknown reason, and was sitting shoulder to shoulder with Zhuo Feng on a tree trunk, chatting, looking very intimate.
A question mark slowly rose in Yan Jue's mind.
When being teleported, could Noel be teleported directly to a tree? Also, wouldn't it be uncomfortable for his tail to dry out if he just sat there?
Yan Jue immediately became worried and asked, "Noel, is your tail short of water? Do you want the teacher to help you get some water?"
"Good morning, teacher." Noel waved his hand toward the sky, his tail fin wiggling and then curling up to fan. "My tail won't dry out. Scorching Wind cast a spell to keep me moist all the time! And just now, he used a spell to make me fly up."
Noel held his face with his hands, his eyes twinkling. "Zhao Feng is amazing! Is this what cultivation is? It's truly magical."
Zhuo Feng noticed the word "as expected" in his words and asked doubtfully, "Nuo'er, have you heard about the world of cultivation? Are there cultivators in your world too?"
"No, I saw it in a cultivation novel my teacher gave me."
Although Noel is really naive, due to his racial talent, he can clearly feel a person's likes and dislikes for him.
When his younger brother Zhuo Feng first arrived, no matter how well-behaved he appeared to be, Noel had a hunch that he wasn't really close to him. So, apart from answering some questions as requested by Teacher Yan, even though he was very curious about cultivation, he refrained from asking Zhuo Feng anything.
It was not until two days ago, when he felt that the other party's attitude had inexplicably loosened, that he began to think about making friends with the other party.
Therefore, he generously said: "Brother, do you want to see it? I can give it to you."
Zhuo Feng: “…”
Novels? Are they the ones Teacher Yan just mentioned?
Thinking of what the other party said, he couldn't help but be curious. After a little hesitation, he agreed: "Okay, thank you Noel, I will look through it carefully."
Noel smiled at him, his blue eyes narrowing into crescents.
Zhuo Feng's eyes softened, and he couldn't help but want to touch the little fish's soft cheek. Not all cubs are pure and innocent. He'd encountered many cubs with ferocious natures, and had been tricked by them many times due to his carelessness. He was extremely wary of them. But this little fish before him had a truly pure mind, and he couldn't help but feel pity for it.
Zhuofeng stretched out a tail and waved it at Noel's back, but ultimately failed to touch him.
The quiet little movement didn't catch Noel's attention. He watched Zhuo Feng blink and smile, blinking until his eyes were sore, but the other party still didn't say a word.
Noel couldn't help but frown, put a finger in his mouth and bit it, to stop the words from coming out.
Zhuo Feng: "...Don't suck your hands."
Yan Jue, who had been silently watching the two cubs interact, spoke up at the right time to help: "Noel, is there anything you want?"
Noel's expression was incredibly familiar to him. It was the same gesture many well-behaved children made when faced with an object, wanting something but too embarrassed to say it out loud.
But what did Zhuo Feng have that Noel wanted? Thinking about his unopened business, Yan Jue secretly thought that this was not good. Compared to the items of the cultivation plane, their modern plane seemed completely uncompetitive.
Wait, can cubs give each other gifts?
Yes, if we can send them to him, wouldn't it be easier to send them to other kindergartens? It makes sense and there's nothing wrong with it.
Yan Jue then looked down.
Nuoer looked at the screen, then turned back to Zhuofeng. He put down the finger with a tooth mark on it, squeezed it in his other hand, and then spoke awkwardly, "Zhuofeng, you said yesterday that you would give me something from the cultivation world. Does that still count?"
After he finished speaking haltingly, Noel's face immediately turned red. He waved his hands and said, "I didn't mean to ask you for a gift. It's just that people should keep their words, even demons should keep their words!"
Zhuo Feng was stunned. He didn't expect this to be the reason.
Yan Jue suddenly realized something and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. The new cub's favorability towards him had just turned positive, and he was already offering a gift to another cub. If Zhuo Feng also had a favorability rating, Noel's rating would definitely be 100 by now.
But who doesn’t like Noel?
Seeing Nuoer's face flushed with embarrassment, Yan Jue softly explained to Zhuo Feng, "Nuoer has always been very interested in the world of cultivation, and so are the items. It's just that I can't get anything from the world of cultivation, so I've never been able to fulfill Nuoer's wish. Zhuo Feng, are you willing to fulfill Nuoer's little wish?"
"Besides, from what Noel said, it seems like you took the initiative to say it? Then you must keep your word. You can't cheat, youngster." He said jokingly, "No matter what the reason."
After hearing what Yan Jue said, Zhuo Feng was now embarrassed. His tail was tense and he protested loudly: "I'm not cheating!"
It was just because I heard the information about my soul being shattered from Teacher 91 that I thought of more things and then accidentally forgot about it.
"Teacher, don't call me cub!" Zhuo Feng yelled at Yan Jue, then said to Nuoer sternly, "I'm much older than you. You should call me brother, and you are the younger brother!"
Nuoer didn't expect that his question would cause Zhuo Feng's expression to change. Hearing the other party's fierce tone, he said aggrievedly: "If you don't want to send it, then don't send it. Why do you still refuse to acknowledge that I am your brother?"
"The teacher said I was the first one to arrive at the kindergarten, so I'm the big brother!"
Zhuo Feng felt a sharp pain in his legs as he heard Nuoer's aggrieved voice. He was arguing with him about age, and the other party was arguing with him about seniority?
Also, when did he say he didn’t want to send it anymore?
"I didn't say I wouldn't give you a gift. I just haven't decided what to give you yet. I'm still considering it." Zhuo Feng comforted him awkwardly, "Can we not talk about seniority?"
"No, I'm the eldest brother." Noel continued to pout.
Zhuo Feng had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, okay, you're the eldest brother."
Offscreen, Yan Jue was stunned. He hadn't expected Zhuo Feng, who seemed quite tough, to yield to Noel's rogue attack with just a few words. This was fine, though; the two cubs were the ones who spent the most time together in kindergarten, so a harmonious relationship was a good thing.
Yan Jue nodded and continued to lie leisurely on the sofa, watching the two reconciled children chatting, and would occasionally say a few words when asked.
Although Zhuo Feng's doubts were disrupted by 91's interruption and they were unable to continue communicating, Zhuo Feng's favorability towards him had begun to increase, and his relationship with Noel was also deepening. By working on both fronts, they would always be able to get a glimpse of the essence of the game and there was no need to rush.
Suddenly, a loud beep sounded in the room.
It was Pan Wencheng's phone. While in the confidential room, Pan Wencheng's phone was always on silent. Only urgent calls would reach his phone through special channels, triggering alerts. Yan Jue looked at it curiously, and as expected, saw Pan Wencheng's expression was stern.
Yan Jue had no intention of prying, so he withdrew his gaze. However, when he looked away, he caught a glimpse of Pan Wencheng's gesture and turned his face away again.
Pan Wencheng walked a few steps to Yan Jue and said quickly, "Xiao Jue, buy four healing potions and an antidote potion. We need them urgently."
Yan Jue didn't ask why, but immediately flipped the page, searched, and clicked to buy. Two seconds later, eight finger-long potions appeared side by side on the empty sofa cushion. Pan Wencheng carefully took the potions, nodded to Yan Jue, and strode out of the room.
After spending a hundred points, his savings immediately shrank by half. Yan Jue said something to the two cubs and opened the game.
He knew what the two potions were for right away. Fortunately, he'd been diligently grinding for points recently, otherwise he'd be left with nothing but anxiety in the event of an emergency. The amount used this time wasn't large, but it still made Yan Jue anxious, fearing that if something unexpected happened next time, he wouldn't have enough points and would end up losing someone's life while grinding.
Points, lots of points!
Yan Jue had a serious expression on his face, staring at the Candy Crush game on the screen seriously. At the same time, he was guessing the nature of the points in his mind. As long as he guessed the key words correctly, they wouldn't have to rely on him so pitifully.
What is it?
Yan Jue was distracted and accidentally hit the wrong target, which caused the entire game to collapse. He was silent for a moment and clicked "Restart" to continue.
However, the failure in the first round was like a signal. Yan Jue tried twice more and both ended in failure. He clenched his fist and decisively went out to play parkour.
Five minutes later, Yan Jue couldn't help himself when he saw the cartoon character on the page falling to his death for the third time on the way to the 200-meter mark.
"91, you're not controlling the game, are you? How could a game be so illogical, making people want to die eight hundred times right from the start? And Candy Crush, too, how could something so simple as the last step freeze without any warning?"
He seriously felt that there was something shady going on here.
91 is not to blame: "The game runs on an independent system, I can't control it. Please let the players figure out the specific reasons on their own."
Yan Jue's eyes rolled as he heard this, and he asked again, "Are games a product of technology? The kind that have their own operating rules?"
"have."
91 answered "yes" instead of "yes", which is very intriguing. Is avoiding the first question also an indirect denial?
Yan Jue asked a few more questions in a different way. Seeing that 91 didn't fall for it and answered perfectly, he stopped harassing him and started thinking about the game on the screen.
"bite--"
A short prompt tone interrupted his thoughts. He looked and saw that it was Noel who sent him a private message asking him to go to the back mountain.
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