Chapter 2 Garlands and Travel Things are different now, you are now…
Things are different now. You have children to raise now, and you feel the responsibility on your shoulders, so you become serious and earnest.
You try feeding Little White Eel. It actually says you need to use real food to feed it; just place the food in front of the screen and it will sense the food – probably some kind of cutting-edge technology. No wonder it's a new game that hasn't even launched yet; it's so innovative.
You start wandering around the room. Hmm... where can you find some food?
The Cosmic Fried Rice I crafted a few days ago in my backpack is a bit too meager, isn't it? As for the Dreamy Crispy Cone, judging from the wheat over there, it's almost harvest time, so it must be late autumn. What if the kids get cold... Ah, I've got it!
After a frantic rummaging through your backpack, you finally found something gleaming in the corner – “Pioneer’s Banana Pie!”
It's a banana pie I made myself at the Origami University Dessert Club last time, and I even decorated it with a cute little raccoon shape with sauce. You promoted it everywhere last time, and everyone raved about the taste. Plus, bananas are sweet, so it's definitely suitable for kids too.
It's both memorable and delicious; you're a genius.
You confidently open the game.
Little Whitey is already waiting for you on the game screen. He's sitting on a swing nearby, swinging his short legs and intently weaving something, with a bunch of wildflowers and weeds around him.
"...Ah, you're here!" Hearing the noise, he looked up and hurriedly hid what he was holding behind his back. "...The weather is really nice today, hahaha..."
You can tell he's changing the subject. But it's okay, you'll spoil him.
You clicked the [Feed] button. But as soon as you swiped the banana in front of the camera, a cheeky system notification appeared:
Feeding once will cost 10 Star Qiong.
Are you sure you want to feed them?
Confirm or wait and see ^^
—You're quite shocked. No wonder you didn't see the in-game purchase button on the start screen; it was waiting for you here!
You've decided to take back what you initially thought was how well-made the game was. Hua Xingqiong is impossible, absolutely impossible. Even if Xiao Bai'er is adorable, it's still impossible—
"Did you prepare a gift for me?" Little White's blue eyes sparkled as she looked up at you.
Buy it! I'm making money off Xingqiong so I can buy it for my child!
As the payment was confirmed, an identical banana pie appeared in front of Little Whitey.
He stared in surprise, looking around, but still couldn't find where it had come from.
"Wow, so amazing!" he exclaimed admiringly. "Truly my hero...!"
Hmph, praise me more, I love to hear it.
You were pleased with the compliments, so you rummaged through your backpack and pulled out a few dishes you'd made but hadn't eaten yet. Fries, sun-shaped pancakes, fairy tea… all thanks to the Mole Party, you really know what kids love.
Look how hungry Xiaobai is! How can he have the strength to do farm work if he doesn't eat his fill!
Little Whitey was overwhelmed by food raining down from the sky. He watched in disbelief as first a red package of... fried potatoes? fell from the sky, then a type of pancake he had never seen before, and a strange tea... These foods all carried an aura he had never experienced before, as if they did not belong to Ariel's Secret, no, not even to Onpharos.
You get so caught up in feeding your child that when the system announces "Insufficient Star Power," you feel like you've been doused with a bucket of cold water and come to your senses.
"I've never seen these things before..." Little White tentatively picked up a cup of Fairy Joy Tea. "Wow, the outside world is so vast, with so many fun things! Have you been to many places? That's amazing!"
You type: [I'm always on the road.]
Little Whitey looked on with longing. He said, "I want to travel too! ...But I have to wait until I'm a little older so I can say goodbye to everyone at Ariel's Secret Garden properly."
He realized the world wasn't just about wheat fields; there were also giant ships floating in the sky, steam-powered cities covered in ice and snow, and vibrant, dreamlike places... The world was so wonderful! He really wanted to see it all, to travel and meet new friends along the way—he was sure many interesting things would happen.
And it's with you... then the two of you will definitely become the most powerful galactic duo!
You ask him: "Is the tea good?"
Little Whiteie cautiously took a sip of milk tea, but was startled by the pearls in it. She coughed for a long time, until her eyes turned red and tears welled up in her eyes.
[Are you alright?]
He patted his chest, finally stopping his cough. Then he laughed as if he found it amusing.
He said, "It's sweet! I love it!"
*
Bai'e had wanted to make you a flower wreath today. But after searching for a long time and picking many beautiful flowers—purple, yellow, red, and green—he ruined them all as soon as he started working on them. The petals fell pitifully, and Bai'e just stared at the bare grass stems.
Although he often practiced swordsmanship, was very strong, and was good at all kinds of farm work, he had never made flower wreaths for girls.
Yes, he knows you're a girl.
He didn't know when it started, but the hero in his heart began to take shape, and even began to speak. Although what reached his ears was a cold, mechanical voice, and what stood before him was just a ball of light that he couldn't make out, he had a feeling, deep down, that you must be a gentle yet powerful woman.
He was a little troubled. "Are you acting like a child...? Otherwise, why do you sometimes exude a kind of, uh, maternal aura, just like his mother?"
But you're his future partner! He'll be fighting alongside you someday, so how can you treat him like a child? He'll grow up eventually, taller than a scarecrow, taller than Dad, taller than... taller than that big tree at the village entrance!
He's decided to give you a gift. He hasn't given you anything since you met; that won't do, it's too impolite.
So Bai E went to find Xi Lian. Xi Lian wasn't very old this year, but he always handled the adults' jokes with ease, unlike Bai E, who was clumsy with words and clumsy with his hands, unable to weave a beautiful flower wreath.
"Oh..." Xi Lian covered her mouth and laughed, "Which girl are you going to give it to?"
“He is a very important person.” Bai E didn’t understand why she was smiling, but he still explained earnestly, “He is like a hero in my heart.”
"I see." Xi Lian became somewhat curious about the "you" he mentioned. But she didn't ask any more questions, and patiently taught him how to weave a complete wreath.
She made one herself. The little flowers were crowded together, fresh flowers that she had picked by hand. Unlike Bai Er's colorful wreath, her wreath was pink and decorated with pretty little butterfly ornaments, making it fresh and lovely.
Xi Lian then handed the wreath to Bai E.
"I also want to give her a gift. I'm curious about what kind of person she is, but judging from your demeanor, Bai'er, you seem very gentle. Could you please take a gift over for me too? I have a feeling we'll get along very well~"
*
"Passengers, it's dinner time!"
Pam knocked on your door with her furry paws.
"Also, please don't make such perverted laughter in the rooms."
"How am I a pervert?"
You firmly denied it, pushed open the door and came out. Himeko and □□ had gone out on business. March 7th and Danheng were waiting for you to have dinner in the party carriage.
The atmosphere inside the carriage was quiet and leisurely, with the soft strains of a saxophone and a tender female voice playing softly. The starry sky outside the window looked like grains of salt on a deep blue curtain, not very clear from afar.
"I have an announcement to make," you say, hands on your hips. "I'm pregnant!"
Oh...wh-what!?
Pam was so frightened that she turned into a dried-up mouse, her fur falling to the ground. She paced back and forth anxiously. "What? The Nameless One is going to have offspring? What should we do, Pam... Wait, you're not joking with Pam again, are you, Pam?!"
"Pfft—" March 7th spat out his drink, spraying the person opposite him with a mouthful of cold liquid. "Ah, sorry, sorry..."
He shut up and wiped the juice off his clothes. "March 7th passenger, do you know what to call me like this?"
March 7th tried to stop it, "Wait..."
But it was too late; the mouth had already opened, "It can be called a 'drenched machine'."
The air, which had been extremely noisy just moments before, fell silent instantly.
Shut up and raise a finger. "Didn't you understand? Actually, it's because I'm a machine, and now I'm all wet, so 'machine' and 'chicken' are homophones, which is hilarious..."
"Shut up, you shut up first," Dan Heng said speechlessly.
March 7th patted Danheng on the shoulder with a dramatic gesture, "Teacher Danheng, I know you're very sad right now. You clearly had the advantage of being close to the source, but someone else beat you to it. But don't worry, your family will definitely stand by you."
She slammed her hand down. "What's this called? What was it again? Oh, 'As long as I live, you will all remain concubines—!'"
"..." Danheng seemed completely speechless. He turned his gaze to you, "...Where is the child?"
You held up your phone. But Little Whitey wasn't on it; he'd probably gone off to play somewhere else.
The phone screen showed a golden wheat field.
Dan Heng looked at it carefully, and after a few seconds of silence, said, "...There's nothing on it, it's a black screen."
March 7th squinted and examined it for a long time, then suddenly realized, "I know, this is the legendary 'King's Cellphone'! Only smart people can see it... I guessed right, didn't I?"
Thank you for your thoughtfulness, March. But this time you really weren't being abstract.
You glanced hesitantly at your phone screen, which still showed that peaceful wheat field. The windmill in the distance was still turning its wheels relentlessly, and the swing was swaying back and forth. You could almost see that little white-haired, blue-eyed child sitting on the swing.
...Could this be some kind of protective measure Silver Wolf added to the game? Is it because the server isn't open yet, so they need to keep it secret?
Pam walks over and struggles to stand on tiptoe to look at your phone, so you just pick her up and hug her. Her fluffy, droopy ears rub against your cheeks, tickling and warm.
Pam saw nothing either. She shook her head. "Let's eat first, Pam."
A note from the author:
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No more starfish... can't feed Little White Goose. It's all the salmon's fault! (Full of self-righteousness)
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