Lin Hu opened the live streaming section, and without even needing to search with his ID, the first live stream was it.
Lin Hu clicked on it, glanced at the streamer's name, Hong Fuqiu, and didn't recognize it.
Lin Hu glanced at the anchor's appearance again. His face was sallow and sunken. He had slicked-back hair, typical white hair, and black-rimmed glasses in front of his eyes. He was wearing a blue suit with a white shirt underneath, but no tie. Otherwise, he would have looked more like a salesman.
He then clicked on the streamer's profile, which showed that the streamer was 32 years old, 1.75 meters tall, and weighed 140 kilograms. Other details could not be displayed.
Hong Fuqiu continued his eloquent introduction, his background a striking mountain, and the island beneath his feet supporting that mountain.
"...Our Bright Island is vast and rich in resources, and can attract all players."
Hong Fuqiu's first long speech was almost entirely based on Lin Hu's script. He also started a live stream, taking people on a tour of the island.
There are about three hundred people on the island, all busy on the shore, moving timber, building stone paths, and making railings.
It looks like they're going to build a dock similar to the one on Qinglong Island.
Why does this give off a sense of being a shrewd scholar?
Lin Hu quickly dismissed this thought, as if any island would have a dock for rafts or cargo ships to moor.
What he should be surprised about now is what this Bright Island is all about.
How did a habitable island suddenly appear?
Lin Hu got up and, with the light screen in his hand, knocked on Ling Jiuqi's door.
Soon after, the sound of slippers hitting the ground could be heard. Ling Jiuqi got out of her warm bed and opened the door for Lin Hu.
"What's wrong?" Ling Jiuqi stood in the doorway, blocking Lin Hu from entering.
Lin Hu was puzzled. Was this a way of preventing him from going in?
Lin Hu peeked inside curiously and saw only a rumpled blanket and a book with the cover up on the pillow.
When Ling Jiuqi saw Lin Hu's actions, she tried to cover her eyes, but since she was a little potato now, she could only use words to divert his attention.
"Ahem, what do you want?"
Ling Jiuqi's voice successfully diverted Lin Hu's attention.
Lin Hu glanced at Ao Jinjin, who was too engrossed in the drama, and then started talking right there at the door: "Take a look, is this an island like Qinglong Island, or is it the monster island we usually see?"
Ling Jiuqi turned her gaze to the light screen, glanced at it, and said, "I can't see it clearly through the screen. I'll check it out and get back to you later."
Ling Jiuqi returned to her room, closed the door, and lay on the bed as if she were asleep, but in reality, her consciousness had returned to the Main God Space.
Ling Jiuqi was still in that glowing white child's body.
The white figure stood in the boundless white space, with many doors in front of her. She opened the door inscribed with "Chamber of the Exploration God" and went inside.
Ling Jiuqi walked in, and the door closed automatically. Inside was a huge tree with golden leaves, like gold, but more beautiful than gold, emitting a faint platinum light.
There was a rocking chair under the tree, and a person was lying on the rocking chair.
A woman, her bright red dress cascading naturally to the ground, her long black hair falling like a waterfall.
"Why is Xiao Jiu'er here?" The woman's voice was melodious and pleasant, and she sounded very young, probably no more than twenty years old.
The woman is the chief deity here, in charge of exploration-related planes, and she also manages the plane where Lin Hu resides.
Knowing that Ling Jiuqi's arrival was definitely to investigate information, she stood up and took off the gold-rimmed orchid fan that had been covering her face, revealing a delicate and petite face.
The goddess stood up and stretched, revealing her curvaceous figure. A yawn brought tears to her eyes, making her look like a proud little cat.
"Yeah, I came to look up some information and also to see you," Ling Jiuqi replied with a smile, looking like a little angel with her appearance.
"Little Jiu'er, you're so kind! I've been sleeping here every day and I'm so bored. You should come visit me more often in the future."
The main god reached out and cupped Ling Jiuqi's cheeks in his hands, rubbing them a few times before releasing them with satisfaction.
"Mmm, sure, sure." Ling Jiuqi replied perfunctorily, then changed the subject to business, "Help me check out the current storyline."
"Hmm? What happened?" the God asked curiously, but still opened the God System to help search, and at the same time used data to simulate a sofa in the open space.
"Hmm, I feel like the progress is too fast, and there are a lot of strange things that I can't figure out. It gives me a headache whenever I think about it." Ling Jiuqi sat on the sofa and waited, expressing the strange things she had been feeling lately.
She had a good relationship with the main deity; aside from official business, they could chat like friends about anything and everything.
"Hmm? What did you remember?" The Supreme God suddenly looked at Ling Jiuqi with curiosity.
Ling Jiuqi could even sense the stars twinkling in the eyes of the main god, as if she were some kind of worthy subject of study.
"Have I forgotten something?" Ling Jiuqi asked a pointless question.
She knew, of course, that her memories were incomplete, but the only thing that could erase the system's memories was her superior, the person in front of her, her master!
Ling Jiuqi had already guessed this, but she didn't want to think about it in this way. Now that she saw the main god like this, she had no choice but to bring the matter into the open.
"Do you know something?" It was a question, but she already had a vague answer in her mind. She just needed the person in front of her to give her an answer, and she would understand.
"You have a memory with me. I didn't expect you to remember it. Do you want to go back now?" The God stopped what he was doing, reached out, and several strings of code data slowly condensed into the shape of a fan in his palm.
"Why, why?" Ling Jiuqi asked in disbelief, not even noticing that her voice was a little hoarse.
She always felt that no system around her treated her as kindly as the main god in front of her, but now it suddenly tells her that her memories have been taken away?!
"Because of work requirements." The Supreme God had already suppressed his smile, replying calmly, even somewhat coldly.
Ling Jiuqi was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to give such an answer.
For a moment, the two remained silent.
The main god turned around, giving Ling Jiuqi a little time to adjust, and continued to work on her keyboard, with strings of data flowing past her eyes.
Ling Jiuqi's question to the Supreme God was also a question to herself.
"Here's the information you requested." As the goddess spoke, her hands flew across the keyboard, and soon she held up a white book without a cover or words, just like the one that had been placed next to her pillow earlier.
"The progress has reached 80%. If you want to retrieve your memories now, you can go to the memory storage room and take them out yourself," the God said calmly, revealing little emotion.
Ling Jiuqi suddenly couldn't understand the person in front of her. Just a moment ago, or even a second ago, the two of them were getting along well and intimately.
In that instant, it was as if a barrier had suddenly appeared, placing the two of them at opposite points on Earth.
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