Chapter 9 Goodnight
Still feeling some lingering excitement, Jiang Luo's face was still flushed.
But then she realized how ridiculous she was.
It's just a game character, why make such a fuss?
Take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down.
She sent: "Goodnight, Yan Zihe".
Yan Zihe: "Goodnight, Luo Luo."
Exiting the game, Jiang Luo placed her phone on the bedside table, turned off the light, lay down, and pulled up the covers.
When I close my eyes, Yan Zihe's image is still before me.
Wrapped in fluffy pajamas, her face was expressionless, her eyes like two obsidian stones, she was obedient and cute.
With a smile playing on her lips, Jiang Luo's heart pounded.
Is this what it feels like to be smitten?
It's been far too long since I've experienced this in the real world.
Although this game is sometimes terrible at monetization, laggy, has a weak storyline, and sometimes features outrageous scenes, but...
My boyfriend is so cute!
With Yan Zihe around, even the most unbearable details became tolerable.
Boyfriend, I'm sure I can win you over!
Outside the window, the bright moon hangs high, illuminating both dreams and reality.
The entire city was bathed in a silvery glow, gentle and tranquil.
-【strict】-
It was a deep darkness.
A pair of bright, dark eyes suddenly opened.
With sharp eyes, Yan Zihe scrutinized the world.
game?
If this were a game world, then everything would make sense.
The CDM experimental building is the main storyline.
The bedroom serves as a rest area.
Those who have no soul are NPCs.
Luo Luo is a player.
So he is just a game character.
However, this game was different from other games he knew.
Here, he and the player are in a romantic relationship.
But why does he have independent thoughts?
Awakening of consciousness?
Or...time travel?
Perhaps, he wasn't even a person of this world.
Perhaps, he became Yan Zihe by some coincidence.
The guess seems reasonable, but it is actually quite bold.
More information is needed to verify this.
The only way to break through this barrier is through Luo Luo...
-【ginger】-
"Bully! Bully! Bully!"
"Get out of the entertainment industry!"
"Your appearance reflects your heart; you're trash!"
...
It's a nightmare.
Strangely, Jiang Luo was able to clearly realize that she was dreaming.
I've had similar dreams countless times.
One by one, people wearing pale white masks and black robes approached her, brandishing tridents.
They had no specific appearance; their masks were covered with harsh words.
They surrounded her, brandished their weapons at her, and shouted and cursed at her.
Buzzing.
It never stopped.
His eyes seemed clouded with dust, dull and lifeless.
Jiang Luo stood in the eye of the storm, dejected and helpless, small and alone.
She originally thought that the cyberbullying wouldn't have any impact on her.
In fact, she did eat, drink, draw, and play games as usual, except for... this unpredictable nightmare.
"Bully!"
"Bully!"
"Bully!"
...
The shouts grew louder and louder.
Until they were within arm's reach.
Jiang Luo calmly surveyed her surroundings.
The men in black robes stared at her and shouted at her.
She was not afraid of them.
I'm just feeling down because of them.
The garden in my heart has become overgrown with weeds and vines, which intertwine and weave a dense net called despair.
Looking at the world through a grid, the world appears desolate.
How much longer...?
It's like hiking on an endless road, exhausted, yet still forced to drag your heavy body forward.
Step by step.
Step by step.
"Luo Luo".
As the sound rang out, Jiang Luo's hand fell into something soft.
Turning around, there was Yan Zihe, radiating light.
Enveloped in white light, sacred and beautiful.
He pulled her along, through the dense mass of masked men, and into the streets after the summer rain.
The clear, still water reflected the clear sky, a beautiful rainbow, and Yan Zihe, dressed in a wolf-fur pajama.
The figure in front of him was slender yet resolute, his chest seemingly filled with cotton, full and soft.
Yan Zihe turned to look at her; her face was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, her features melting into a gentle light.
He smiled and said, one sentence at a time, "Let's go save the world, Luo Luo."
"Let's go save the world, Luo Luo."
"Let's go save the world, Luo Luo."
...
Open your eyes.
The bright and beautiful colors have faded, leaving only a dull and ambiguous gray-black.
Jiang Luo reached for her phone and turned it on.
6:41.
The winter mornings are especially cold.
She turned on the air conditioner and waited until the temperature rose before finally getting up in one go.
"Whoosh," the curtains were pulled open.
The sky outside was a deep, dark blue, and many elderly people were already doing their morning exercises in the community square.
She stretched out her arms and stood in front of the glass window, stretching her muscles and bones along with the elderly people.
A new day has begun.
After washing up, Jiang Luo went to the kitchen to boil water and cook noodles.
Standing in front of the kitchen counter, while waiting for the noodles to cook, she couldn't help but reminisce about the dream she had just had.
The rising steam, through the thin mist, made the smiles appear especially radiant.
She took her phone out of her pocket and clicked on "Love in the Apocalypse".
-【strict】-
The sudden light woke Yan Zihe.
I groggily reached for my phone, glanced at it, and saw it wasn't even 7 a.m.
He rubbed his eyes and slowly got up.
This player puts so much effort into even playing games...
-【ginger】-
[Favorability +1]
Um?
Do you give away favorability points as soon as you log in?
Jiang Luo's eyes widened in surprise.
She quickly typed: "Good morning, Yan Zihe."
Yan Zihe replied: "Good morning."
Then, he put down his phone and went into the bathroom.
The bathroom is a private area; you can only see the lights on and off through the frosted glass on the door, which is tightly closed.
This game is indeed very realistic in some of its details.
-【strict】-
"Coo coo coo..."
My stomach growled as soon as I came out of the bathroom.
Yan Zihe then remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time.
He couldn't say exactly how long it would take.
A refrigerator stood next to the dining table, and he went over to see what food was available.
The door opened, and... well, it was empty.
There wasn't even a single rotten vegetable leaf.
-【ginger】-
【Coo coo coo...】
A banner appeared on the screen.
It sounds like a sound effect.
Then, Yan Zihe stood in front of the refrigerator, lost in thought.
Yan Zihe...is hungry?
Do they need to be fed?
This game really doesn't miss any opportunity to make money.
Looking down, I saw the milk pot bubbling and the noodles churning.
Then...
Jiang Luo opened the store, entered the [World Cuisine] channel, found [Noodles], and clicked to buy.
-【strict】-
Sizzle.
A steaming bowl of noodles appeared on the table.
Did Luo Luo know he was hungry?
Does this mean... Luo Luo can see his every move?
This also aligns with the "game speculation".
Players view the world from a god-like perspective.
Sitting down at the table, Yan Zihe picked up his phone and sent a message: "Luo Luo, thank you."
Luo Luo: "Hope you like it. \(￣︶￣)/"
The sentence ended with an emoji, which was quite cute.
Yan Zihe smiled.
The round bowl was steaming, releasing a wisp of fragrance.
He sat at the table, his posture upright and proper, holding chopsticks in one hand and a bowl in the other.
The phone is placed on the table, within easy reach.
To grasp the essence of this world, one needs to learn more about Luo Luo.
Yan Zihe asked, "Luo Luo, are you up so early for work?"
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