Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

In fact, she has always been an ordinary person, one of the vast number of people.

Wang Xuanqiao watched Fu Hua kill chickens, set up pots, and make soup, trying to recreate the taste of those dishes with the simplest conditions, and he couldn't help but look forward to the results.

Perhaps Ark was indeed the game that suited Fu Hua best. Even if everyone else was gone, she alone could manage everything they left behind perfectly, and even leave some surprises for the next reunion.

The waves on the coast gently pushed time to flow, and before I knew it, dusk had already approached. A boat appeared on the ocean at dusk, a young girl returning from the sea.

She hadn't arrived at the camp yet, but the voice had already arrived.

"Manager! I've gained a lot again this time!"

Without even waiting for her vehicle to land, the girl jumped out. She was still wearing animal skin clothing, but it had been crafted by Wang Xuanqiao using advanced blueprints. And like someone who spent years sailing on a boat, she didn't wear shoes.

The girl ran into the camp excitedly and happened to meet Fu Hua's eyes as she was cooking in the courtyard. Her expression suddenly became a little stiff, and her joy quickly disappeared.

"Why did you come back?" She curled her lips, "Is... the competition about to end?"

"That's right." Wang Xuanqiao answered the question for Fu Hua. "She found something very precious and is ready to show it to you."

Fu Hua, who was about to say something, looked at him in surprise when she heard Wang Xuanqiao say that.

Hearing this, the girl crossed her arms.

"Wow? Something very precious? Okay, where is it? Let me see it!" She tried to act as if she didn't care, but her eyes were already secretly looking around the camp.

"Put down your things first." Fu Hua smiled at the girl, "I still need some time to prepare."

"Hmph! Then I'll wait until you're ready."

The girl turned her head and glanced at Wang Xuanqiao out of the corner of her eye. Seeing that he didn't seem to be hinting at anything, she pouted quietly and strode towards the house. The way she walked was a gesture of complete indifference.

As for whether she cared or not, the two people present had actually read it.

As the girl walked into the house, Fu Hua's cooking officially began.

There was the fresh soup made from the prehistoric broiler dodo, and the animal fat made from the prehistoric pig and elephant, plus refined salt and sugar. Fu Hua quickly found the familiar feeling and began to use the spatula to prepare delicious food.

The simulated sunlight within the Ark finally faded, and a starless, moonless night descended. Wang Xuanqiao activated the various lights arranged throughout the camp, illuminating the courtyard as brightly as day.

The meal prepared by Fu Hua was about to be served.

——The author has something to say——

In about another chapter or two, the feud between Fu Hua and Xiao Shi will be over.

Also, when I released the update last night, I saw a very interesting barrage. It was posted just when Kiana entered the game hall. The plot at that time was that Aqiao cooked a meal for Kiana.

The book friend said: Although Fu Hua can’t eat it in Yu Duchen, can’t you put a bowl in front of her?

First of all, let me clarify! I have no ill intentions in bringing this up, I just thought it was a bit funny. If you've skipped reading this and are reading this directly, please don't misunderstand me.

Because Yu Duchen Fuhua's status can basically be said to be equivalent to a spirit, so put a bowl in front of the spirit...Puchi!

That scene is a hell of a joke.

Volume 242: : Fu Hua and Xiao Zhi's consensus

In this primitive and untamed world, tableware was naturally impossible. However, this was no problem for Fu Hua, who had also come all the way from the wilderness. She used broad banana leaves, boiled in hot water, as plates, a stone mortar as a soup bowl, the earth as a seat, and the night sky as a dome, and began a small dinner for just three people.

The girl emerged from the house at Wang Xuanqiao's call. She had initially maintained a nonchalant expression, but once she smelled the fragrance wafting through the courtyard, she couldn't help but glance towards Fu Hua, who was scooping up some vegetables.

Even though her satiety level wasn't high enough, the girl didn't know why she just wanted to eat those things. It didn't seem to be driven by hunger, or an impulse related to survival. She wanted to know what that felt like, but [Honkai Impact] never told her.

The "common sense" that is engraved into the consciousness does not explain this impulse. It only tells how to survive, what is dangerous, and how to destroy. Beyond that, there is nothing else.

"Come and try it! This is a delicacy Fu Hua prepared specially for you. She has been looking for the ingredients for a while now, and now she has finally gathered them together. She will be back soon to cook this meal for you."

Seeing that the girl was still there, with her hands behind her back and looking hesitant, Wang Xuanqiao waved to her, indicating that she should take her seat quickly.

But hearing these words, Fu Hua couldn't help but feel a bit complicated. Although...what Wang Xuanqiao said couldn't be considered fabricated, it was well known that the best lie was the complete truth, but with some reservations.

But Fu Hua certainly wouldn't clarify herself at this time. She wasn't naive and naive, so it was impossible for her not to understand Wang Xuanqiao's painstaking efforts.

After receiving Wang Xuanqiao's invitation, the girl no longer hesitated, put on a confident appearance, and strode to the arranged position. She first squatted down with her legs together, and then sat back and crossed her legs in a very ungraceful manner.

The pair of barefoot feet were not dirty at all, and the round and smooth toes gave off a crystal-like feeling.

Fu Hua had already served the food to the girl. The fried dragon steak on the green leaves gave off a rich burnt aroma, while the bird meat soup in the stone mortar had a completely different aroma.

The girl looked at the steak, then at the broth, and subconsciously swallowed the saliva that was forming in her mouth. She was clearly eager to devour the food, but she suppressed her impulse and glanced at Wang Xuanqiao and Fu Hua.

Seeing that both of them seemed to be waiting for her to start, the girl finally lost her patience and excitedly grabbed the steak, put it to her mouth and took a big bite.

Her taste buds, previously accustomed to only the sweet and sour flavors of berries, suddenly cheered. Salt, umami, and fragrance—these various flavors were like different notes, playing a light song on the tip of the girl's tongue. She couldn't help but hum softly, and couldn't wait to pick up the heavy stone mortar bowl, wanting to taste a different flavor.

If the steak is primarily characterized by its saltiness and greasiness, the broth is primarily characterized by its umami and meaty aroma. They may taste the same, but the experience is completely different.

The girl took only one sip and her eyes widened in an instant.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that what she had been eating these days was garbage. The grilled meat and fish fillets were completely flavorless. At most, the meat fillets had a hint of grilled meat aroma, but the fish fillets had absolutely nothing at all.

However, the next moment, the girl who was excited about the delicious food suddenly fell silent.

She put down the bowl and the steak, and her joyful expression disappeared in an instant, replaced by a gloomy look.

"I lost." The girl quickly revealed the reason for her loss. "If we were to compete in resource gathering, I'd definitely be better than you. But you didn't play by the rules. You found all these bizarre ingredients and cooked such a delicious meal. I can't deny their value at all."

The girl was feeling a little down, as if admitting her failure had really hit her hard. But she had no other choice, because she didn't want to argue about this matter, as that would only embarrass herself further.

"That's not important." Fu Hua shook her head gently. "Rather than winning or losing between us, I hope you can be satisfied with the food I cook and enjoy it."

"Of course I'm satisfied. How could I not be?" the girl said, lowering her head. "I haven't eaten anything delicious since I was born. The food in this game is still the same, either sweet and sour or bitter. Even the grilled meat tastes just like meat."

“This is the best meal I’ve ever had since I had my own consciousness.”

The girl no longer sat cross-legged. She raised her legs and hugged them with both hands, then curled up her body.

"Don't worry if you laugh at me, I... really want to eat something as delicious as this in the future. However, after having this thought, I've already lost all chances of winning. And if I can't win, how can I prove that I can be free?"

After a little thought, Wang Xuanqiao roughly knew what the formula for freedom in the girl's mind was.

It simply means: prove that you are powerful enough to overcome the constraints of your Herrscher identity, and then you can gain freedom.

It's not completely unreasonable...

Although Fu Hua had never heard the girl's confession, she still guessed a little about her thoughts. After all, this childish Herrscher of Knowledge's words and actions were not difficult to understand.

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, why are you so obsessed with defeating me?" Fu Hua asked her softly.

"Of course it's because..." The girl was about to answer, but suddenly she was speechless.

"Because..." Her expression began to become conflicted, "Because if I can't beat you...it can't prove that I'm better than you. And if I'm not as good as you, then won't I just be locked up?"

"If you want freedom, you don't need to prove you're better than me." Fu Hua shook her head and said to the girl, "There are actually many people who are better than me. If the outcome had to be determined by such a competition, I wouldn't be here today."

"Then tell me, other than defeating you, is there any other way I can use to make you let me go?" the girl asked.

"Just tell me," Fu Hua replied seriously, "I won't, and I don't want to, imprison a soul that simply yearns for freedom. It's just that you've always refused to see me, and I have no way to communicate with you."

The girl immediately raised her head and looked at Fu Hua with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, no? You're telling me now that all I need to do is communicate with you?" She raised her hand, wanting to point at Fu Hua, but ended up pointing at herself. "Are you kidding me? You set up such a huge prison just to lock me up, and in the end you said I can get out just by communicating with you?"

"Do you know that every time you come in, I think I'm going to die! I can only try my best to shrink myself, hoping that you will let me go once you are tired of looking for me!"

The girl became more and more excited as she spoke, and even stood up from the ground.

Facing the girl's reproach, Fu Hua simply sighed softly, "I'm sorry. It's me... I've gotten used to it there. That's why I didn't realize your situation earlier. I thought you were the same as me."

Fu Hua only said one sentence, and the girl was speechless again.

If that so-called prison had been used to hold her, then the situation would be different...

Finally, the girl decided not to think about it anymore. She found that if she thought about it any further, she would start to sympathize with Fu Hua.

"Forget it, it's a mess! So just tell me directly, can you let me go free?"

The girl waved her hands vigorously, and her tone sounded a little irritated.

"Of course. But you have to tell me what you want to do in the future." Fu Hua nodded slightly, but changed the subject, "But before that, you should finish your meal first. If you don't eat now, it will get cold, and the food won't taste good when it's cold."

Hearing that the food would not taste good after it got cold, the girl quickly sat down again, grabbed the steak with her hands and started to eat it.

After the meal, Wang Xuanqiao confidently left the Ark. The next matters could be completely handed over to Fu Hua and the Herrscher of Consciousness; there was no need for him to intervene further.

It’s also a good time to see how Li Suchang, who is adventuring alone in "Gu Jian Qi Tan", is doing.

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——The author has something to say——

I would also like to thank my fellow book friends [The Omniscient in the Fantasy Secret Realm], [Ancient Land], [Xiong Yanshi], [Purple Lightning Blade - Fulla], [Today is a Diva Too], [Moon Shadow Chasing the Flow], [Nyako (≧▽≦)], [Demon Devourer], [Bai Li Lingmeng 0], [Big Pig], [Xun Yi], [What Can Work ERP Do], and [Tian Xin] for their recommendation votes, and thank you for your support.

PS: After testing, yesterday's large-scale picture was hung around 9:40. Currently, there is no confirmed case that automatic subscription can save the picture. Unfortunately, it seems to have failed.)

PS2: Although it is said to be large-scale, there are actually larger-scale books in the book group (hey). You see, the book friends who joined the book group actually complain that the scale is not large enough (hey!)

Volume 243: : [One Person Civilization] Fu Hua

Wang Xuanqiao turned on the screen on Li Suchang's seat and watched her live game for a while.

Different from the strongly connected story of the original "Gu Jian Qi Tan", the version provided by the system no longer forces players to play the protagonist Baili Tu Su of the story, and players can integrate into this magnificent world of oriental fantasy as themselves.

Li Sushang's game screen doesn't feature any of Baili Tusu's protagonists; she seems to be traveling alone in this world populated by immortals. Carrying her sword, she leisurely strolls along a tree-lined path, occasionally gazing up at the sky.

Perhaps, she was looking for a cultivator who could fly with a sword.

Perhaps because she hadn't seen the immortal yet, or perhaps because her time limit had expired, Li Sushang had exited the game even earlier than Fu Hua. By then, Wang Xuanqiao had already left her and was sitting in the lounge, browsing videos on his terminal.

Judging by the photos shared by the train crew, Pinocchio's promotional campaign has officially begun. Wang Xuanqiao is finalizing his dance plan for "Sleepless Night" and then gathering his friends for a party.

Li Suchang left her seat and walked over with brisk steps.

"Manager, I have some guesses about the games here. Could you please help me clear them up?"

Wang Xuanqiao raised his head and pointed to the sofa beside him, signaling Li Sushang to sit down and talk. After she sat down, Wang Xuanqiao asked what she was wondering about.

"From what I've seen, that game is practically identical to reality. If it weren't for that... menu? Oh, the game menu! If it weren't for that, wouldn't this game be a real world?"

For people living in ancient times, fully immersive equipment was like being thrust into another world. This is simply a misunderstanding caused by a cognitive gap, which can be eliminated by understanding the principles behind the technology.

But then again…isn't the data world actually a world? Wang Xuanqiao's understanding of the world structure didn't deny the existence of the data world, so he felt that Li Sushang's conjecture was not wrong if he insisted on taking it seriously.

After a brief consideration, Wang Xuanqiao explained this problem to Li Suchang based on her understanding.

"Have you ever heard of legends about gods?"

Wang Xuanqiao first asked Li Suchang a question.

"Are you referring to those storybooks, Manager? I've heard of them occasionally. Back then, legends about the Grand Master were still circulating, and countless stories about the immortals were compiled among the common people."

"Then do you know the saying that immortals can predict the future?"

"Hmm - I seem to have some impression? Maybe the storytellers' stories were too bizarre, so I didn't remember much." Li Suchang recalled for a moment and shook her head embarrassedly.

"It's okay, as long as you understand." Wang Xuanqiao followed up on this explanation. "You can think of the gaming device here as an immortal. When you use the device to enter the game, you are entering the immortal's calculations."

"For example, you want to experience life in a mythical world, so the immortal calculates your scenario for you. Your actions will be continuously deduced by the immortal, and the results will be presented to you."

Li Suchang sat in her seat for two seconds to digest the thought, then suddenly stood up, turned around, and bowed solemnly towards the gaming area, or rather, towards the equipment in the gaming area.

"So that's how it is. Su Shang would like to thank all the immortals here!" Her tone was extremely sincere, as if there were really immortals in the equipment.

Wang Xuanqiao found Li Sushang's behavior rather endearing. Luckily, he didn't resort to using scientific concepts like quantum computers to explain it, as this would have made both of them uncomfortable.

After paying homage to the "Game Helmet Immortal," Li Suchang turned around and tried to salute Wang Xuanqiao. Wang Xuanqiao quickly stood up and held her hands, stopping her from saluting.

"What are you doing?" he asked with some anger.

If you really accept a gift for no reason, you will inevitably become the elder of the other person. Although Li Sushang still looks like a young and beautiful girl, she is actually an old man over a hundred years old.

The Gate of Taixu lives up to its reputation!

"Sorry, sorry, it's me who's being reckless." Li Sushang realized Wang Xuanqiao didn't like this and quickly apologized. "It's just that I saw that the store manager is the head of this immortal cave, so I thought I should pay my respects to him as well."

"Manager, you must be a god too, right? And a very powerful one at that."

Li Suchang looked at Wang Xuanqiao curiously, as if she was looking forward to the answer to this question.

"I'm not." Wang Xuanqiao shook his head of course. Li Suchang was confused for a moment, as if wondering what Wang Xuanqiao could be if he was not a god.

"I think I'm more powerful than the gods you imagined." Wang Xuanqiao changed the subject, which made Li Sushang open her eyes wide involuntarily, and her interest was aroused again.