Inside the doll shop, Shopkeeper Xin Ling stood silently, her expression incredibly solemn, as if a thousand-pound burden weighed on her heart. Her deep eyes were filled with worry, lost in long, profound thought. Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the surrounding air seemed to grow even heavier. After a long while, she bit her lip tightly, finally steeling her heart and making that difficult decision—not to tell Wang Mo and the others what Qi Na had said.
After all, the fairies have lost their magical powers, and Liangcai and Jianpeng are still in the fairy realm. Under these circumstances, even if she expends her energy to transmit magical information, it is highly likely that the fairies will not be able to sense it. That faint hope seems so fragile in the face of the harsh reality.
Furthermore, Xinling knew Qi Na's character well. Qi Na was a smart and kind girl with a kind and brave heart. She would never sit idly by while the other Ye Luoli warriors were in trouble. Moreover, Fei Ling was there to supervise Qi Na. Fei Ling was clever and resourceful; she would definitely be able to keep Qi Na in check. Thinking of this, Xinling felt a little more at ease.
After Qi Na and Fei Ling returned home, Qi Na quietly approached her desk, her movements as soft as if afraid to disturb the tranquility. She gently put down her schoolbag, which seemed to carry her own worries. Then, she took out her workbook, preparing to finish her assignments. A focused look appeared in her eyes, as if she were searching for a moment of peace amidst her work.
Feiling eagerly picked up her phone, her face beaming with excitement. Lately, Feiling had become fascinated with clay ornaments, spending all her free time watching others create them. Perhaps Feiling wanted to preserve precious memories of this fantastical period. She stared intently at the screen, her eyes filled with anticipation, as if she were witnessing a world brimming with endless possibilities.
Two days ago, Fei Ling watched a video tutorial where clay was transformed into exquisite ornaments by skillful hands. Fei Ling's eyes widened, and a strong desire welled up inside her. She felt that making clay ornaments seemed easy to learn.
So she quickly turned to Qi Na and pleaded, "Master, please buy me some clay." Her voice was sweet and expectant. Qi Na was momentarily at a loss; how could she know where to buy clay? She frowned, lost in thought. After a moment, she could only pick up her phone and search on online shopping platforms. Fortunately, this world was remarkably similar to the one Qi Na had previously inhabited.
On a shopping app called "Zha Xixi," Qi Na saw numerous styles of super light clay, available in 12 colors. The vibrant colors seemed to beckon her, tempting her to make a choice. After careful selection, Qi Na found a clay set that was inexpensive and even came with a small tool knife. She was secretly delighted; people in this country are all the same—only fools wouldn't take advantage of a good deal.
Upon receiving the package, Fei Ling beamed with joy, like a happy little bird. She eagerly tore it open, her movements gentle yet filled with urgency. She carefully took out a small piece of clay and gently played with it in her hand. The soft clay seemed to come alive in her grasp.
Seeing Fei Ling's excited expression, Qi Na couldn't help but recall her own university days. Back then, she and her friends had participated in an arts and crafts club, which was essentially a craft club. Unfortunately, the club only participated in a few activities before ending for various reasons. The two classes they attended were about making clay and felt. Based on her previous experience, Qi Na gently suggested to Fei Ling, "Fei Ling, why don't you start by making some small, easy-to-handle items?" Her voice was as warm as a spring breeze. After that, Qi Na stopped paying attention to Fei Ling and continued to concentrate on completing her own assignment.
After a while, Grandma Qi Na's familiar knocking sounded at the door. "Nana, come out for dinner." Her voice was full of affection. Upon hearing this, Qi Na quickly put down her pen, tidied up her things, washed her hands, and left the room. Before leaving, Qi Na glanced longingly at Fei Ling, who was intently watching a video and learning at the table. Beside her was a finished product—a very cute blue puppy. The puppy was so lifelike, it seemed ready to come to life at any moment.
After dinner, Qi Na dragged her tired body back to her room. Lying on the bed, she felt lost. She found her life incredibly boring, repeating the same things every day. The monotony made her feel suffocated. Moreover, she was about to become a pawn in a power struggle between two sides, with no freedom whatsoever. Qi Na couldn't help but want to go home; she didn't want to stay here cleaning up this mess.
Qi Na couldn't help but ask the system in her mind, "System, I want to go home. It's so boring here, I can't find any fun. System, can I go back?"
The system responded: "Host, please maintain a positive attitude to complete the mission. Given that you are still very weak, please try to survive for now. If you work hard to complete the mission and restore the system's energy, you may still be able to return home in the future. The system will issue a new mission tomorrow, please check it in time."
Qi Na listened to the system in her mind dangling empty promises again, and she didn't want to say anything more. Perhaps, it really was possible to go home in the future. Qi Na sighed helplessly, composed herself, and called to Fei Ling, who was still studying, to stop and get ready for bed.
Because there's another mission tomorrow, which will likely involve an encounter with the female lead, Wang Mo. Qi Na doesn't really want to see the crybaby and hypocritical Wang Mo, but she doesn't have the power to overturn the table, so she can only complete the mission. Her eyes reveal a hint of helplessness, yet also a firm resolve.
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