My wife is a witch princess.

You can't do anything illegal!

"Your Highness Xia Li," Song Che's tone turned serious, "what are you thinking about that suddenly asks this?"

"Just asking," Xia Li repeated, her expression so innocent it was impossible to find fault with her. "What kind of things are considered 'illegal'?"

Song Che stared at her for three seconds, trying to glean some clue from her expressionless face. "You wouldn't... actually be researching how to commit the 'perfect crime,' would you?"

"I just want to understand the rules." Xia Li put down her chopsticks, placed her hands on her knees, and sat up straight and very seriously. "You taught me that when you go to a new place, you should first understand the rules of that place."

She made a lot of sense, but Song Che just felt that something was off.

“First of all—” he held up a finger, “we must absolutely not hurt anyone. Your Highness, there must be no thoughts of harming others here. If anything happens, call the police first.”

He must first block this road.

Xia Li is no innocent eighteen-year-old girl; she is a true witch who has been on the battlefield and seen blood. If she were to actually take action, she would never scream and feel nauseous in fear afterward like an ordinary person would—she would most likely calmly ask, "Song Che, I accidentally killed someone. What should I do with the body? Oh, it seems someone saw it over there. Take care of it too."

Just imagining this scene sent chills down Song Che's spine.

Popularizing legal knowledge is of utmost urgency!

"Okay." Xia Li nodded. "I won't hurt anyone."

"Secondly, you can't rob or steal. These rules should be similar to Hitler's, but since you've spent your time either fighting or researching potions, you might not be aware of them—if you take something that belongs to someone else, you must pay for it or get their permission."

"Mm." Xia Li nodded again.

Seeing her obediently nod, Song Che's unease only intensified. He knew Xia Li too well—she never blushed when she lied; her facial expressions were impeccably controlled. Furthermore, he couldn't hear her thoughts and had absolutely no idea what she was planning.

There are no enemies of hers in Hit here, so she probably wouldn't be thinking of killing anyone... According to her logic, she might be figuring out how to quickly "make money." But given Xia Li's pride, she would most likely disdain doing things like robbery or theft, which would be beneath her dignity.

While it's true that "making money is nothing shameful," it still needs to be done in a reasonable and legal way.

"Xia Li," Song Che sighed, "what are you thinking? Can't you just tell me directly?"

Xia Li blinked, remained silent for a few seconds, and then spoke, "Making money here is so hard. If you become stronger, you can kill demonic dragons and sell them for money... I think there are dragons here too. Auntie said there will be a dowry for marriage, and you need to buy a house; all of these cost money. Money is very important. I've heard you struggle with money so many times, mainly because..."

You said I need to get into a good university to find a good job and earn money. But that process... takes several years. I checked the dowry and such that my aunt mentioned, and the magic mirror told me that the dowry in Nanhui is generally 120,000. I can't afford that much, and as His Highness, I must ask for more than that.”

Song Che was both amused and exasperated. It turned out that she was preparing to take the betrothal gifts, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He looked at Xia Li—she was sitting there, wearing Song Che's casual clothes, her silver hair loosely tied up, and her face still had a little flour on it from cooking. This witch princess, who could once fill the castle's treasury with a wave of her hand, was now worrying about the most mundane things in the human world: "bride price" and "house," and was even thinking about how to "run a knife" to move bricks and how to practice martial arts to make money.

Song Che wiped the flour off her face. "Those things aren't urgent. I'm still a student, getting married and all that... it's a long way off."

“But you said that plans should be made in advance.” Xia Li’s logic was very clear. “Besides, I want you to know that I can provide a bride price. I will give you everything that Auntie said you should.”

"My mom said I should give it to you, not that you should give it to me."

“…Is that so?” Xia Li suddenly paused, but immediately said, “I don’t want you to give it to me. I want to earn money with my own hands and then give you a dowry. I don’t want the money you give me.”

“I don’t mean I give you money and you give me a bride price. I mean the bride price is usually given by the groom… You can check it again if you don’t believe me.”

"What will the woman give?"

"I don't know." Song Che really didn't know. It seemed that it was always the man who gave the gift, and the girl would give whatever she wanted in return.

Xia Li looked down at her phone, and after a while, she looked up in confusion. "Why do people say that the woman should return five blankets, so that she can cry quietly at night? But I won't cry."

"It's not you who's crying, it's me who's crying." Song Che made a crying face.

"Then let me hug you, will you stop crying?"

"It's not me crying." Song Che had been tricked by Xia Li. When he said "I'm crying," he meant the man was crying, not that he was actually going to cry.

However, Song Che was still happy to hug him.

Wait a minute, the way Xia Li is coaxing people... it's like a mother coaxing her son! What does "give me a hug and I'll stop crying" mean?

He's not a baby.

If I hug him, he'll cry, and he'll cry even harder.

"Anyway, none of these things matter. If you want to make money, first run a knife-wielding game, and while you're at it... I should say play games, and run a knife-wielding game on the side. These things that humans have come up with are quite interesting."

Xia Li looked at him and nodded: "Okay. Let's learn 'running knife' first."

After finishing their meal and cleaning up the dishes, the two sat back down at the computer. Bruce jumped onto Xia Li's lap, curled up in a comfortable position, and purred contentedly. Tao Xiang also wandered over at some point, lay down at Xia Li's feet, and looked up at the screen with her little face upturned.

She comes back as soon as it's mealtime, and then runs around after eating.

Song Che opened the game platform and downloaded the game called "Delta Force". While waiting for the installation to complete, he explained the basic settings to Xia Li.

“This is a very hardcore game.” Song Che pulled up some game screenshots and videos. “The map is complex, resources are scattered, and you have other players competing with you. Your goal is to scavenge valuable items and then leave the extraction point alive.”

Xia Li stared at the realistic scenes and character models on the screen.

"The architecture is different from Hitler's, but similar in many ways, like... live-fire exercises."

"Pretty much. But if you die, you'll lose everything you're carrying."

"Risk and reward," Xia Li concluded.

“Yes.” Song Che nodded. “That’s why beginners usually choose ‘running knife’ – only bringing the most basic equipment in, so they don’t feel bad about dying, and if they find good stuff, they’re making a profit.”

The game installation is complete.

Song Che helped Xia Li create an account, complete real-name authentication, and set up basic key bindings.

Just like last night, Xia Li adapted to the keyboard very quickly, and she was very skilled at pressing the keys to control the character.

"Go through the tutorial first, then play offline mode," Song Che suggested. "Get familiar with the basic gameplay, and the rest will be easier."

Xia Li nodded and controlled her character to enter the map.

Over the next half hour, Xia Li took the first step into internet addiction.

"Walk slowly, listen to your footsteps."

"There might be someone hiding in that corner."

Xia Li studied very hard; she actually wanted to make money through this, not just play games.

Her controls sometimes lag a bit; her hands are a little small, and she can't reach all the keys on the keyboard. However, she has a good sense of direction on the map, and after only two laps, she memorized several key locations, which could serve as her sixth-place location.

What surprised Song Che was her talent for sound localization. She wasn't wearing headphones, but she could pinpoint the location of footsteps, reloading sounds, and door opening sounds in the game almost after only listening to them once.

"You honed your skills on the battlefield?"

He originally thought that Xia Li relied entirely on magic to suppress her opponents in fights.

"Yes, when facing a strong opponent, you need to pay attention to all directions around you." Xia Li stared at the screen, her fingers moving across the keyboard. She looked every bit the e-sports girl.

Song Che, however, recalled the records about the witch war.

Moving like a ghost in the night, with magic enhancing all five senses, it was even more outrageous than some warriors and assassins.

Suddenly, a person flashed across the edge of the screen.

"To the right!" Song Che reminded him.

But Xia Li reacted even faster than him.

She turned around almost simultaneously, scoped in, and aimed.

The movements were completed in one smooth motion.

Gunshots rang out, and the AI ​​enemy on the screen fell to the ground.

Xia Li is one step closer to becoming addicted to the internet.

This set of operations is faster than many FPS beginners, which can be considered talent. Song Che thinks it's worth testing her reaction speed in milliseconds.

From then on, the magic world lost a witch, and FPS produced a genius girl.

Xia Li controlled her character to step forward and begin examining the supplies on the corpse.

"This is the gun, bullets, and... a can of food you were talking about?"

Her tone was puzzled. "Why bring canned food to the battlefield?"

“Game settings…” Song Che sighed, “But your moves just now were way too practiced.”

Xia Li turned her head to look at him, her blue eyes puzzled: "Isn't this basic? Spotting an enemy, aiming, shooting... just like casting magic."

Song Che opened his mouth, wanting to explain that ordinary players need to practice to reach this level, but seeing Xia Li's "Isn't this common sense?" expression, he swallowed his words back.

Alright, so be it, it's the witch's fighting instinct.

The previous magical attacks did indeed require aiming.

In the following time, Xia Li eliminated several more AI enemies, scavenged some supplies, and successfully found an evacuation point.

First time playing offline mode, perfect completion.

“I want to try…playing with real people.” Xia Li exited the game and turned to look at Song Che.

Given Xia Li's current skill level, she'd most likely be a philanthropist in a real-person match. Don't be fooled by Xia Li's fast reaction time; her recoil control and aiming are actually just average. Plus, Delta Force players are all sneaky and like to camp like potato grenades.

If you can outmaneuver someone silently and catch them in the act, you'll make a fortune.

"Okay, but be prepared, you might die a horrible death."

“Yes,” Xia Li said, “If you die, you start over. You said that’s how this game is.”

She remembered all of his explanation.

Enter matchmaking and load the map.

Xia Li only brought the most basic pistol and a little ammunition, a standard "knife-wielding" setup.

Games start.

Xia Li controlled her character to move, staying close to the wall, and sometimes stopping to listen to the sounds around her.

Her rhythm was steady, neither reckless nor overly timid.

Song Che watched from the side, nodding to himself.

This calm and composed style is actually very suitable for this game.

The first five minutes were calm and peaceful.

Xia Li searched two rooms and found some bullets and a small medkit. Just as she was about to head to the next building, gunshots suddenly rang out in the distance.

"A fight has broken out." Song Che lowered his voice. "It's not far from us, we need to avoid it."

Xia Li stopped in her tracks, her blue eyes fixed on the direction from which the gunshots came, lost in thought.