Qiao Zhen received the "Flowering Brushstrokes" item and sent its link to the Illusionary Palace's channel.
【Your Most Respected Mother】[Flowering Blossoms in Writing] Is this a hidden message from Zhu Ningbi? /Smirking
[System] You have been kicked out of the Illusionary Realm by the Lord of the Illusionary Realm - One Swing of Poisonous Healer Kills the Eight Desolations.
[System] You have been kicked out of the Eternal Clan Chief - Sadness is Tang.
Therefore, Qiao Zhen had no choice but to switch to the God Realm channel.
[God Realm] Your Most Respected Mother: Surprisingly, Brother Hao didn't kick me this time.
[God Realm] Rich Guy: I also have [Flowering Brushstrokes]
[Divine Realm] Your most respected mother: Let's go, let's go, let's hold hands, let's go ...
Then, the wealthy guy pulled your most respected mother into the group, and the two of them entered the illusion to search for treasure together.
Qiao Zhen thought the process would be extremely dangerous, but in fact, a red light came and Qiao Zhen was sent out of the illusion.
[Team] Your most respected mother: ? ? ?
The wealthy man did not answer her three questions.
Qiao Zhen turned to look at Qin Zhao who was walking towards her. She looked up excitedly and said, "I got the 'Blooming Brush' award!!!" Her voice grew louder uncontrollably, drawing the attention of those around her. Qiao Zhen covered her mouth and coughed lightly, then lowered her head nonchalantly.
The man in the wheelchair naturally heard Qiao Zhen's voice clearly. He looked at the illusion on the laptop screen, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.
Qin Zhao placed the small bowl of sauce in front of Qiao Zhen, then smiled lazily. "Zhenzhen is really lucky."
Qiao Zhen continued typing on the keyboard, while Qin Zhao picked up some food and fed it to her. Suddenly, Qiao Zhen slammed the laptop shut, startling Qin Zhao, who was holding out his chopsticks, into stopping in his tracks.
"What's wrong?" Qin Zhao asked, looking at the sulking Qiao Zhen.
Qiao Zhen sighed, rubbing her forehead in despair. "The hidden 'Flowering Brushstrokes' quest is such a rip-off! I just entered the illusion with Hao Ge, and then I got kicked out by some monsters. Hao Ge survived the damage and got a Zhu Ning Brush Fragment. He can use it in the City Lord's Mansion to give everyone in the team a Zhu Ning Brush. But I got a hidden quest, so I can't share the fragment. But I can't withstand the damage in the illusion, which means I'm doomed to never get a Zhu Ning Brush. Waaah..."
Qin Zhao chuckled and ruffled Qiao Zhen's long hair, which was tied up. "It's okay, I'll set up critical resistance for you when we get back."
Qiao Zhen turned off the laptop with a big smile. "You said it yourself. I don't care, I just want Zhu Ningbi."
Qin Zhao responded with "Mmm-hmm," his feelings for Qiao Zhen somewhat complicated. He seemed to like her a little, but it wasn't very clear; the liking was vague, more like a protective instinct at play.
Qiao Zhen put the little black book in her backpack, then began her struggle with the meat in the pot. Just before leaving, she used her mental channel to harshly criticize Chu Chu's unprofessionalism, then, under Chu Chu's envious and jealous red eyes, she picked up a piece of meat dipped in chili sauce and leisurely left with Qin Zhao.
"Brother Daokou, take me flying~" After finishing her meal, she kept pestering Qin Zhao to help her clear the illusionary realm.
The man in the wheelchair seemed nonchalant, but his ears were perked up. He heard what Qiao Zhen said as she passed by, and looking at the grayed-out profile picture on the laptop screen, the smile on his lips deepened.
Winter in Kyoto, W country, is like an ice cellar carved out of the ground. The chill seeps into your clothes through your collar and ruthlessly tortures the skin of your neck with its coldness.
Qiao Zhen shrank back, pretending to be a coward, but Qin Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and took off the scarf around his neck and gave it to Qiao Zhen.
Anyway, he's fat, so he's not as sensitive to the cold as Qiao Zhen, and taking care of Zhenzhen is Qin Zhao's duty.
"I'll go back at 3 PM to log in and run a dungeon for you. Ling Wei has a lecture this afternoon, and I can't miss it." Qin Zhao took a lollipop out of his pocket and handed it to Qiao Zhen. "Hey, Zhenzhen, don't be angry."
"Hmph! I won't be angry." Qiao Zhen took the lollipop from Qin Zhao's hand, her face clearly showing her displeasure, but knowing how much Qin Zhao admired Ling Wei, she didn't make things difficult for him. "Then you mustn't forget my Zhu Ningbi."
"Mmm!" Qin Zhao responded emphatically.
Qiao Zhen wanted to laugh. Although she and Qin Zhao had known each other for more than ten years, their way of getting along was like they were still in first grade.
At that time, Qiao Zhen began to realize that Qin Zhao had a young heart, so she stopped using violence and coercion against him. However, Qin Zhao's submissive attitude towards her had already begun to take root, and Qiao Zhen felt that it was very important for her mission target to be obedient, so she let Qin Zhao's mentality develop. As a result, even now, Qin Zhao still regards her as his pillar of support in his life.
Qiao Zhen quite enjoyed this phenomenon, but she couldn't always be by Qin Zhao's side directing him. It was a good thing that the task subjects listened to her, but it was a dangerous thing that they lacked their own opinions, and Ling Wei could be seen as a turning point in Qin Zhao's mindset.
After returning to school, Qin Zhao escorted Qiao Zhen to her dormitory building and watched her disappear from sight before going back to pack his things and attend the lecture.
Qiao Zhen, on the other hand, lay lazily in bed, lost in thought, her game character just sitting there. Besides, she deeply felt that playing the role of a "net addict" wasn't easy; maintaining such an obsessive focus on the internet for over a decade was incredibly demanding on patience.
"Knock knock knock".
This is the sound of a private message in the game. Qiao Zhen clicks on the icon with four small dots inside an oval.
[Private Chat] Rich Guy: What are you doing?
/Confuse
[Private Chat] Your Most Respected Mother: Nothing, just spacing out.
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