Chapter 9: Rest in Peace - Game Streamer Meimei, Not Unlucky. ...
Upon reaching the floor covered with corpses, Easter silently observed for a while, then climbed the stairs, pushed open the cellar door, poked his head out, and looked around. A gust of wind blew by, bringing with it a stench.
Easter held his breath and climbed out of the cellar. "System, are there any hoes or anything like that in this village?"
[Yes, the host should follow the small ball of light.]
East followed him, winding left and right, until he arrived at a house built of stones with an intact wooden door, which was much better than the other houses.
Easter cautiously opened the door and peered inside. The little ball of light went in, illuminating the space. Various broken farm tools were scattered all over the floor. Easter avoided the rope at the door and rummaged through the pile of junk, finding a hoe and shovel that were barely handy. He then sorted and organized the tools before taking the hoe and shovel, closing the door, and leaving.
East walked outside the village, observed the terrain, found a suitable spot, and made his first shovel stroke. The soil was moist and soft, so digging wasn't particularly difficult.
East dug for most of the day, creating a pit three or four meters in radius and one person deep. His white clothes were stained dirty, his cheeks were covered in mud, and even his warm white hair was stained with mud. He looked exactly like a little kitten that had rolled in the mud.
East sat down on the grass to rest, glancing up at the sky. He should be able to finish before dark.
The bodies were carried out of the cellar and transported to the pit. Later, the pit was widened because it was not large enough.
Easter picked two small white flowers from the wild and threw them into the pit. He then picked up a shovel and began to fill the pit, shoveling soil in one scoop at a time.
What was East thinking? Perhaps he was thinking that if one day he were to die in the wilderness, someone would dig a grave for him and give him a proper burial.
The sky was ablaze with red clouds, a vast expanse of it ablaze with intense heat.
Finally, Easter placed a small flower on the filled-in pit. "Rest in peace." He had done his best to do so, and at least he had a place to rest in, didn't he?
Easter walked toward the small village with a hoe and shovel in hand, the red glow of the sunset making it seem as if a raging fire was burning around him.
Easter put the hoe and shovel back into the small stone house before returning to the basement.
[Host, these mage robes are all clean. This one has even been enchanted with a cleansing spell to keep it pristine.] The system was exceptionally attentive, afraid its host might experience any shock, and followed along. [There's a magic circle in the shower room; it's very simple to operate.]
East scooped up some water to wash her face, the water sliding down her smooth contours. Her pale pink eyes were moist. "System, don't worry too much. I've made up my mind. I won't give up easily. Life is such a precious thing."
[Okay, host. Go take a shower. Your privacy will be protected by the system, so you can rest assured.] the system said.
East hummed in agreement, took off his dirty clothes and pants, and let warm water flow down from his head. He closed his eyes, exhaled, and used his hands as a comb to smooth his wet hair behind his head. A hot bath after a long day was really comforting.
Easter dried himself off with a towel, dried his hair until it was half dry, and walked out of the misty shower room wearing a black mage's robe. He went to the dining table, picked up a radish and nibbled on it. His eyes were fixed on the two radishes left on the plate. He fell into deep thought: should he eat them sparingly?
Eating a turnip, Easter wandered over to the alchemy table, took a small stove from it, filled it with water, heated it, and ate a piece of dry bread with the water and turnip.
Easter walked around the basement twice to digest his food, and observed the basement more carefully. He realized that although all the accidents had happened, he was actually very lucky, extremely lucky. Finally, he arrived at the bedside. It was a four-poster bed with blue curtains and tassels hanging down, and the bedding was gray.
"Host, you can sleep up there without worry. Nobody has ever slept there before." The system kindly explained, seeing that the host was just staring without making any move.
East wasn't thinking about whether he'd slept in the bed before; he was thinking about the original owner of the body. "System, are the original owner's memories that you showed me complete?" He sat down on the bed; it was quite soft.
"Yes, what's the problem?" the system asked, puzzled.
“System, take another close look at that memory. Don’t you see any problems?” Easter said.
"No problem?" the system replied.
East took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. "No real-life memories," he said calmly. His memories were full of descriptions of various aspects of this world: human geography, social customs, gods, nobles, various races... many obscure and esoteric things were there, but he lacked real-life memories. How did he grow up? What did he eat? What did he drink? Where did he sleep? What did he play and have fun with? Most importantly, there were memories of his parents. None of these were there. Or rather, there were some, but they were like a hazy veil, very fake, a fake, rigid, and unmechanical system, as if pre-programmed. Without careful examination, there were no problems, but as soon as you thought about it carefully, everything about them was questionable.
The system reviewed it again, noting, "[There seem to be quite a few inconsistencies. It looks too much like a conspiracy? Could it be that our accident wasn't an accident after all?]"
"If you don't know, how am I supposed to know?" East, why does this feel like a prehistoric giant pit? Or a pit dug by who knows who?
The system said, "I'll go find the world consciousness of your original world and ask for its help. Once I contact the Upper Dimension Management Bureau, things should be clear." He explained that everything was proceeding according to procedure, so why did he lead the host to the wrong world? It turns out something was causing the trouble.
East didn't have much hope. If something had really set a trap for them, the system's communication wouldn't be smooth.
【Host, you can go to sleep now. Don't worry about me, I'm here.】The system patted its chest repeatedly, making its assurance.
East, “…” This stupid system was sold out and it’s still helping the seller count the money.
“Have you considered that your superiors are aware of this?” Easter prompted.
【Om? Impossible, right? I'm a newbie system, and you're a newbie host. What could you possibly need the two of us for?】 The system was very self-aware. Not to mention those Venerable Ones, there were plenty of systems that were more powerful and experienced than him. No matter how you looked at it, it was impossible for him to be in the top position.
“Go and contact them first. These are just our guesses,” Easter said, tidying up the bed, drawing the curtains, and lying down. “There’s no rush.” If the guesses come true, there will always be a chance to settle accounts.
[Okay, goodnight, host.] The space slowly darkened.
Easter, "Goodnight." Finally, I can get a good night's sleep in a comfortable place.
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While East was fast asleep, the revelry on Blue Star was just beginning. There were far more people online during the day than at night.
Due to limitations in holographic technology, there are less than ten holographic online games on the market, and nearly half of them are essentially just marketing gimmicks.
East's promotion was perfectly timed, filling a void when people were getting tired of old games.
Yuan Luomei is a player who is very obsessed with holographic online games. Not only that, she is also one of the top streamers in the gaming community, and became a hit because of her lucky persona.
Yuan Luomei took her takeout and sat down in the gaming chair. While unpacking the takeout, she stared intently at the game trailer playing on a loop on her computer. As a seasoned player of holographic online games, she could determine to some extent whether a game was playable just by looking at the trailer. And this game called "Rise of the King" was very interesting, extremely interesting.
Yuan Luomei slurped up a bowl of noodles before stopping the looping promotional video, then clicked on the homepage and read through the brief game introduction word by word.
【Rise of the King, the first Western fantasy holographic online game on the market, with extremely high freedom, gives you a brand new and most realistic experience. Players will arrive on the continent of Luomanjier as summoned creatures to help our king unify the continent.】
The continent of Luomanjier is larger than you can imagine, teeming with diverse species and all sorts of fantastical creatures—demons, elves, dragons… if you can't imagine it, it exists! What are you waiting for? Join the battle for supremacy now!
Yuan Luomei pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, followed the official account and another related account, and left a comment in the comment section.
Meimei is not unlucky [When will they release beta test slots? I'm begging for one, my kid really wants to play.]
1L: [Meimei the Great God!!! I'm basking in her good luck, basking in her good luck, I'm basking in it like crazy!]
2L: [Meimei, please help me get 10 out of 10 in a row! I'm such an unlucky person, I want to defy fate (shouting hoarsely.jpg)]
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27L: [Everyone upstairs is crazy! Is good luck so easy to come by? It's heartbreaking for those with bad luck. So, I've decided to follow in the footsteps of the pro gamer, Meimei, and jump into the game to get some experience with her.]
28L: [To the sister on the 27th floor, you seem to have given a very important reminder.]
29L: [Even the expert Meimei is begging for a beta test spot, this game definitely has its merits, I'm begging for one too.]
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66L: [I wonder when the server will open? Given Meimei's incredible luck, the games she chooses are bound to be good. I'm already really looking forward to it.]
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88L: [This female believer is willing to trade ten pounds of her own fat for an inner beta test spot, just wanting to get close to the legendary MeiMei in the early stages and experience firsthand her incredible luck.]
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Yuan Luomei hadn't paid much attention to the comments. She was just about to play a simple game that didn't require much brainpower when her email notification sounded. She opened it with a puzzled look, read the contents, and happily stood up from her chair, excitedly running around the house five or six times.
Even though Lady Luck had been on her side a lot, the arrival of this beta test invitation still seemed incredibly lucky to her.
She shared this news with her best friend, a travel blogger and a craft expert. Judging from the setup, bringing a craft expert along should be more useful. Didn't she mention that the invitation can invite one more person (Versailles.jpg)?
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The system had just arrived on Earth via location tracking and wanted to turn back to find its host. Host, this pool of water is too deep; we're afraid we can't handle it.
His world consciousness, which had been conscious just moments before, had fallen into slumber again. Even someone with his limited intelligence could tell that there was something fishy going on, and he should be sent back to the drawing board.
After being stunned for a while, he felt that since the green light had been given, it would be a waste not to cause trouble after being tricked this time. He didn't care about himself, but look at his host, who was truly miserable. Ha! (System Darkening.jpg).
Based on the observation of the astrological charts and data analysis, the system selected several suitable candidates. Invitations were sent to some, while others would be drawn from among them once the reservation channel opened tomorrow. He was determined to carefully select the original team for the host.
He also set aside a portion of his resources to explore the entire planet Blue Star. He knew that if someone could truly scheme against him and his host, it was beyond his ability to detect. However, he was unwilling to give up without trying. But the result was as the system had predicted: he gained nothing.
Due to the time difference between the two worlds, by the time the system finished everything and returned to East, it was already broad daylight.
East slept quite well. While washing up, he listened to the system's explanation. Standing some distance from the village, he breathed in the fresh air. "Whether I was tricked or not, things have come to this, I'll just have to take it one step at a time," East said after listening to the system's explanation for a while.
East wasn't without other thoughts and opinions, but what could he do? As he said, things had come to this point, and he couldn't put on a victim's face. He had died in his original world, which gave him a new life and provided him with a lot of help. He wasn't an ungrateful person and should be grateful for these things. As for any ulterior motives or schemes, they would have to wait and see.
A gentle breeze caressed his white hair, and his pair of bright, clear, light pink eyes appeared even more translucent in the light. The pure black mage's robe contrasted with his fair skin, creating a subtle yet alluring charm. He was tall and handsome, with a calm and elegant aura around him, possessing an exceptionally refined demeanor.
The system couldn't resist taking a picture of this stunning scenery. [Host, weren't you looking for that person? It won't be long before we have the power to find him.] It was beautiful, but it lacked a certain vibrancy, like those otherworldly immortals who might vanish with the wind at any moment.
East withdrew his gaze from the distance, lowering his eyes. "Is there anything else we need to prepare?" Without the system's help, there are some things you'd better not think about or touch when you're already in a lot of trouble.
"That's all," the system said uncertainly. "Now we just need to wait for the players to arrive."
East nodded. "Then let's do it that way. We'll discuss the rest after the players have experienced it."
The first batch of players will arrive in three days at most.
Over the past three days, Easter has written several immature plans and wandered around various parts of the village, cleaning up the environment a bit. It's not very clean, but it's not as indescribable as when he first came here.
East stood in front of the meadow, waiting for his beloved little players to log on.
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