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    • by Cristae Chapter 233: Damned Curiosity The wretched system was always up to no good. Yan Jiyun stopped fretting about the collar around his neck. If he ran into Jiuyé in person, he'd simply choose a high-collared shirt or wrap the collar with a piece of cloth to hide it from view. From the system’s prompt, he drew one conclusion: Jiuyé was, apparently, an NPC. His suspicion that Jiuyé was actually Qi Feng dropped by five percent. What had been a ninety percent certainty was now eighty-five. The…
    • by Cristae Chapter 232: The Collar At lunchtime, Yan Jiyun finally came face to face with the source of that silvery laughter—his “cousin,” Feng Jingjing. A regular, well-prepared meal now felt like a luxury from a previous life; tasting fresh beef nearly moved Yan Jiyun to tears. With a cousin like Jiuyé, this Feng Jingjing had been indulged until she'd grown up a true debutante. Noticing the special chair, dish, and custom beef reserved for Yan Jiyun, a trace of displeasure showed on her face, and…
    • by Cristae Chapter 231: Break That Bad Habit! After Yan Jiyun and Jiuyé finished a circuit around the Chen residence, they discovered that the injuries of the eldest Chen son were nothing like the rumors circulating outside. Of course, they didn’t need to investigate further to know that the story of the young master’s month-long untreatable injury was a rumor spread by the Chens themselves. The eldest young master, Chen Qin, had never been injured at all. That raised another question: Why pretend to be…
    • by Cristae Chapter 230: Probing Yan Jiyun didn’t have to wait long before Yang Er brought out the boiled chicken breast. It was still piping hot, and the chef had cut it into chunky cubes, which made it hard for him to eat. Lord Jiu, seeing this, tore the meat into strips by hand, cooled it with his breath, and placed it on the small plate he’d prepared for Yan Jiyun. Being fed real meat was already such a treat that Yan couldn’t be bothered to rush. He waited until Lord Jiu cooled each bite before eating…
    • by Cristae Chapter 229: Breakfast Time “Want To Be A Human” livestream chatroom: “Holy crap, is that Qi Feng?” “The player CP I shipped is actually real?” “Wait, aren’t you guys missing the point? How can Lord Jiu be Qi Feng, and how did Qi Feng get in here! Qi Feng’s own stream isn’t even live!” “Is Lord Jiu really Qi Feng? He just named the kitten ‘Caramel’ and it gave me chills.” “Isn’t the kitten breaking new ground in a fresh instance? The player count should…
    • by Cristae Chapter 228: Utterly Absurd Yan Jiyun never imagined that Lord Jiu would stride straight into Liu Rongzhi’s bedroom, nor that the beauty’s bed would be so filthy—one sneeze and his hiding place was betrayed. Jumping onto the bed was also an instinct, for if he started racing around the room he’d gain nothing—he’d only waste energy, and there were sharp objects everywhere, no suitable corner to squeeze into, and the dust under the bed was damaging his respiratory system. He glanced at…
    • by Cristae Chapter 227: The Real and Fake Lord Jiu But Lord Jiu on the other side gave no reply. Yan Jiyun listened closely. Why wasn’t this Lord Jiu speaking? Was he really Qi Feng? The Qi Feng he had just seen was brimming with aura, dressed in a long trench coat straight out of grand Shanghai—handsome and commanding, masculinity personified. The one thing that struck Yan Jiyun as odd was that, from earlier until now, not a single word had passed his lips. The gentle female voice sounded again,…
    • by Cristae Chapter 226: Rest, What Rest At this moment, Yan Jiyun was just as astonished as he had been the first time he entered an infinite flow instance. Why was Qi Feng here? How did he get in? He had entered the Christmas instance because the system determined that the main account was in trouble and might soon be finished, but he had just come from the Christmas instance himself, and he was not currently at a critical life-or-death moment—so how had Qi Feng gotten in? Did he leave and then come back,…
    • by Cristae Chapter 225: The Dance Hall Liu Jingxi truly was unpredictable. It wasn’t that Yan Jiyun hadn’t heard his footsteps—it was that he hadn’t expected him to suddenly approach and call out his name. Liu Jingxi immediately questioned him, his gaze appraising: “Where have you been all day?” Yan Jiyun scratched his head, perfectly inhabiting the role of a clueless country bumpkin, each detail precisely in place. “I was planning to go home this morning, didn’t want to disturb you…
    • by Cristae Chapter 224: The Death of Fang’er The Cheng family mansion was a maze, winding this way and that. Cheng Xueying, newly married into the Liu household, nevertheless navigated Liu Manor with effortless confidence. Even in the dark of night, she never lost her way—her destination was clear and she showed no sign of confusion. Hadn’t she just married in? Her sense of direction was almost uncanny. There was clearly more to the identity of “Cheng Family Second Miss.” Either she’d always…
    • by Cristae Chapter 223: Back to Work “Wuwuwu, the entire copycat cat army is gone. My adorable army of kittens is no more—my heart aches beyond repair. I need kitten cuddles to recover.” “My favorite was Little Six—always grumbling no matter what, so adorable. Such a shame you can’t take game NPCs back with you. If only you could, all those cats would have had such a happy ending. But honestly, Kitten looks so sad—after all, those were partners who went through thick and thin…
    • by Cristae Chapter 222: The Final Farewell Whether they'd have to stand in line for six hours remained uncertain. The four remaining in the queue looked anxiously ahead, hoping Qi Feng and Wen Ye would return soon with their findings. It was unclear if the NPCs felt the cold, but the players truly did. Snow was falling, with temperatures at least two or three degrees below zero. They wore little, only Su Qiuming had managed to snatch the shopkeeper’s coat before leaving, yet he looked colder than the…
    • by Cristae Chapter 221: Who Has the Best Luck? No one understood better than Yan Jiyun how exhausted Little Nine was. "Caramel" was nominally Qi Feng's cat, so decisions regarding it had to be made by him; Yan Jiyun couldn't overstep his bounds. Naturally, Qi Feng was concerned about his own cat. He remembered it had cried before Yan Jiyun woke up, and back then, he had felt a pang of sorrow—it was unclear for whom the sorrow was truly felt. Rest time within the dungeon was extremely limited; they were now…
    • by Cristae Chapter 220 The Cat Is Sick? Live Stream: “Is the kitty dead? He’s not moving!” “No, he’s not! The stream’s still running!” “He woke up! He woke up—his eyelids moved! That timing was so tight, he almost didn’t make it!” “Incredible, how did the owner manage it? What numbers did he enter to save the kitty? I remember the kitty didn’t have a tag; those eleven digits must be a player ID. I can’t think of any other kind of code this instance would use—it’s not an…
    • by Cristae Chapter 219 Transmission Complete Live Stream: “Could the kitty really be dead? I’m getting scared—why isn’t he waking up?” “No way. If he were dead, how could the stream still be running? Wasn’t it said earlier that the kitty has no compatibility with this instance?” “That’s right—so why isn’t he waking up if that’s true?” “Have you noticed the stream is getting darker? There’s a countdown in the top right—I checked other player streams, none of them have…
    • by Cristae Chapter 218 He Died? Live Stream: “What’s happening to the kitty? Is he going to become a real paper person? The printer should only output paper, right?” “I want to know which function the shopkeeper just pressed—scan?” “Seems like it was scan. Will this hurt the cat? He can barely stand.” “Has any player tried switching rapidly between being big and small before? I checked the veteran players’ streams—no one seems to know how the printer works. Has no one ever made…
    • by Cristae Chapter 217 Miscalculation The brat’s howling had faded, replaced by the heavy tread of the shopkeeper’s footsteps as he approached the break room. Yan Jiyun warned everyone, “Quick, hide the wristband—he’s coming to the break room.” Everyone had already guessed as much. Wen Ye and Chu Mo worked together, flinging the wristband behind the printer. The five of them clambered down from the back of the printer, finding refuge atop the edge of a cardboard box. No sooner had they…
    • by Cristae Chapter 216 Christmas Elves The brat was sitting on a chair. The shopkeeper hadn’t tied him up or restrained him, and had even given him a never-ending lollipop—probably the reason he hadn’t left, since no matter how much he licked it, it never ran out. Why did the shopkeeper keep this troublemaker around, rather than shrinking him like the others? Did pity for children stay his hand? Yan Jiyun and Chu Mo climbed from the child’s toes, which nearly touched the floor, up onto the tops of his…
    • by Cristae Chapter 215: He’s Not Old at All! Live Stream: “Damn! Brother Feng, how can you just let a newbie hug you like that?!” “Brother Feng is so gentle! He was never like this before. Now he’s even comforting newbies. Your CP is still injured and waiting for you outside!” “CP? Brother Feng hasn’t had a CP for ages. That person betrayed him back then—how can he shamelessly ask Feng to come save him now? Unbelievable!” “Brother Feng himself hasn’t said anything, why are all…
    • by Cristae Chapter 214: Thrills and Dangers The store manager, despite walking at a normal pace, was going about his usual business, tidying the shop and moving left and right—nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Yet who could've predicted that he would suddenly turn and enter the break room? The three of them wanted to hide, but even if they could sprint a hundred meters in no time, it was already too late to evade him—unless, of course, the manager wasn’t looking at the floor at all. Unfortunately,…
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