Chapter 40 Reappearance of Civilization
"We've found a promising talent."
"Hmm, what do you want?"
"Tell the back office to send her to that newly created instance. I think she will give us a satisfactory answer."
"That world's upper limit is Tier 3, and this person you're talking about has only experienced three dungeons, so his strength... um? Lower Tier 1?"
"Tier 1? I don't think she's activated her talent."
“This has happened before. It’s possible that the self-awakening system failed to record it. She is indeed a promising talent. Then send her there. I will have the back office arrange a good identity for her.”
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Rong Yi rested in Obsidian City for two more days. She had spent all her points and had nothing left, so she lost the desire to go out and explore. After staying cooped up for two days, she finally couldn't stand it anymore.
[Instance: Recreating Civilization]
Mission: The world is about to descend into extreme chaos. Players must join a base and participate in its construction. The base with more than 500,000 surviving members within one year will win.
Basic rewards for success: 5000 points; resource draw percentage reduced by half/1 time; 5 kg of Tier 4 superior exotic iron/1 piece
Failure penalty: None
Note: This instance lasts for a fixed period of one year. The system will release updated side quests from time to time. Successful completion rewards can be used for base construction, and the final rewards will be distributed based on contribution.
A whole year! That's a long time. Luckily, the supplies we prepared are enough to last for a while.
The rewards may seem small, but each one is quite good.
Most surprisingly, there was no penalty for failure, which made me think I was about to fall into a place of suffering again.
My vision went from dark to bright; the scene had changed.
“She’s the mayor’s daughter. Staying in the dormitory is supposed to be a way of observing the people’s conditions and just for show. You actually invited her to the cafeteria.”
Rong Yi felt as if he were lying on a small bed. The voice in his ear was deliberately lowered, but it was also high-pitched and inexplicably annoying.
I opened my eyes and got up to find curtains hanging all around me. I lifted them to see a standard four-person dormitory room. The ceiling fan in the middle of the room was humming and the slightly old parts were creaking as it turned.
"Don't say that, she's still sleeping inside," the gentle girl reminded the man.
"Tch, what are you afraid of? The mayor's daughter wouldn't stoop to our level," the girl with a high-pitched voice retorted.
"Okay, let's go in."
Given that she is the only one in the dormitory, Rong Yi has reason to suspect that the mayor's daughter that the two people mentioned is her.
Hmm? Is this instance an immersive one? They even gave us identities.
Two girls pushed open the door and entered. Since each of their beds had blackout curtains, they were unaware that Rong Yi was already up.
After entering, the two were as quiet as quails. Soon, a hand lifted Rong Yi's bed curtains. "Rong Yi... ah!"
The girl who lifted the curtain had round cheeks, a few pimples on her forehead, and big, round eyes that looked very gentle. She noticed that Rong Yi was sitting on the bed and wasn't sure if she had heard the conversation. "You're awake. We brought you some shrimp wontons. Would you like some?"
Rong Yi watched as she held up the packaged food, which smelled delicious. "Thanks, how much is this?"
The girl smiled and said, "It's okay. We're roommates, so it's fine to treat each other once in a while. I'll put it on your desk for you."
After Rong Yi nodded, she went to put her things away.
The girl with the high-pitched voice kept her head down. Rong Yi had thought she was a feisty girl, but she looked gloomy and had thick bangs that covered her forehead. He couldn't see her expression when she looked down.
Immersing myself in their memories, the round-faced girl is named An Qian, the nicest person in the dormitory, who can get along with anyone.
The girl with the thick bangs is named Hu Dan. She usually doesn't talk much in the dormitory. Only An Qian will walk with her to the cafeteria and library.
There's also Jiang Zhuyu, who hasn't shown up yet. She loves makeup and dressing up, aspires to become a beauty blogger, doesn't talk much to her roommates, and has close friends in other dorms.
She is Rong Yi, the only daughter of Rong Jitong, the mayor of Baiquan City. She lost her mother at an early age and was raised by Rong Jitong alone without ever marrying. She usually has a cold personality, but she always answers questions from others.
Rong Yi had just been admitted to a university in the city. Originally, no one knew that she was the mayor's daughter. A week ago, after the military training ended, the mayor came to his alma mater to give a speech. When there were few people around, Rong Yi called out "Dad" and was overheard by Hu Dan.
Since then, Hu Dan has been privately and sarcastically calling her the mayor's daughter.
After organizing these insights, Rong Yi began to wonder what caused this extreme chaos in the world—a natural disaster or a man-made one?
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Rong Yi found a phone on the bed, unlocked it, and browsed the apps. He found An Qian's name and sent her money. She had a considerable balance in the app, more than 20,000 yuan.
An Qian's phone rang. Seeing Rong Yi's transfer, she said softly, "It said it was for you, so you don't need to send it next time."
"It's okay, you don't need to bring it next time. I'll go to the cafeteria if I get hungry. Thank you for your help this time."
"It's fine."
Rong Yi took a long step down the ladder. There was a chair under her bed, the table was neat, and sticky notes were pasted all around.
It was already late October, and the weather was still hot, so they had the air conditioning on in their dormitory.
Rong Yi opened the box, and the aroma of fresh shrimp wontons wafted out. Each wonton contained a whole shrimp tail, just the right size for one bite.
I looked through my conversation with my father. Both of them spoke very concisely, rarely using more than two lines of text.
The last conversation was three days ago. Rong Jitong asked her how her studies were going, and Rong Yi replied that they were going well. Her taciturn father said that he had no money to tell her, and that was the end of it.
Just as I was lamenting the somewhat strained relationship between the father and daughter, a message arrived in the chat box.
Dad: [At school or at home?]
Rong Yi put down his spoon: [Dormitory]
Dad: [Your Uncle Lan will pick you up from school tomorrow morning. From now on, don't leave the school or your dormitory.]
【What's wrong?】
Dad: [Dad can't tell you, but remember what I said, stay in the dorm and wait for your Uncle Lan.]
【good】
After the conversation ended, Rong Yi frowned as she looked at her phone, guessing that her father knew about the impending chaos in the world.
The Uncle Lan that Rong Jitong mentioned was a bodyguard for the mayor after retiring from a special department. He taught Rong Yi how to use a gun, and the two had a very good relationship.
With many questions in his mind, Rong Yi had no mood to savor the food. He finished eating hastily, packed up his things, and threw them downstairs.
Although wontons don't have a strong smell, they are still food made with a lot of seasonings, so it's best to throw them away. A few minutes shouldn't be a problem.
There weren't many people at the school on Saturday evening.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the shadows cast by rows of dormitory buildings enveloped the path, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere, showing no sign of the extreme chaos that was about to unfold.
When An Qian returned to her dorm, she was on the phone, asking, "...Are you coming back?"
Rong Yi closed the door, and An Qian and Hu Dan both glanced at her. An Qian continued, "When you come back, please give me a rough estimate of when."
An Qian frowned, looked away from the phone, and sighed inwardly as she stared at the screen, not knowing what was said on the other end.
"Don't ask next time. You'll knock on the door when you come back." Hu Dan clearly disagreed with her previous phone call.
An Qian remained gentle, "We're all roommates, so Zhuyu will probably be back very late tonight, which might disturb your rest."
(End of this chapter)
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