Wanjie Game Hall, I sent Kiana to Silent Hill

After saying this, Rita was probably about to take up her sickle and fight to the death. She would have to choose between social death and physical death.

"Rita, so you..." Yulandel couldn't help but speak.

"What, what's wrong? Lady Yulandel." Rita tried hard to control the smile on her face and turned around to ask.

Oh no! Wang Xuanqiao quickly prepared to save the situation, to save Rita's image, which was very likely to collapse.

"Actually! This probably has something to do with Rita's early experiences." He raised his voice slightly and spoke before Bianca could speak. "Perhaps, Rita has always dreamed that one day she would be like Ragnar, someone who could influence the lives of others."

Huh? Rita widened her eyes slightly and looked at Wang Xuanqiao in surprise.

Bianca nodded in agreement.

"I thought so too," she said. "It must be because of Mr. Ragnar. Rita... actually never had such an opportunity. If I could fulfill this wish in the game first, I think it would be great."

Rita breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

"Thank you, Master Yulandel." She smiled softly, "Thank you, Mr. Manager, too. I never thought you knew me so well."

Have you been secretly watching me, Mr. Manager?

Rita's last sentence clearly had a hidden meaning.

However, this was only a minor issue. After all, Wang Xuanqiao hadn't deliberately concealed the existence of Honkai Impact 3 from them; he simply wouldn't mention it. If they were interested, they could easily check it out by connecting to the Cross-Border Information Exchange Station using their internet-connected devices.

However, it seems that not many people have done this so far. Even Kiana hasn't played the game since she received the power of the Last Apocalypse.

It can be said that Wang Xuanqiao is the only one still playing the three-wheeled motorcycle in the game hall.

"By the way, Manager." Bianca finally got the chance to speak. "I recently watched Journey to the West and discovered a problem."

"What's the problem?" Wang Xuanqiao became interested when he heard Bianca talking about "Journey to the West".

"Many monsters on the journey westward all stole away from a place called Heaven. Could it be that there's really no difference between gods and monsters, and it's just a matter of workplace?"

Oh wow! What a good question! Wang Xuanqiao's eyes lit up immediately.

"You've actually touched upon part of the essence of Journey to the West," he said with a smile. "Although Journey to the West is a Ming Dynasty fantasy novel, its author, Wu Cheng'en, inevitably drew inspiration from reality during his creative process."

"In that dark era, the common people didn't really distinguish between officials and thieves. There was even a classic saying: 'A thief's actions are like a comb, a soldier's actions are like a rake, and an official's actions are like a razor.' In the eyes of the common people, officials and soldiers were even more egregious than thieves."

"So, with reference to this social environment, Journey to the West was created, and a large number of monsters were actually derived from the setting of heavenly gods. This may be a deliberate irony, or perhaps it was a kind of social common sense at the time."

Having said that, Wang Xuanqiao smiled and shook his head.

"This is probably why Black Mythology seems to have a clear hostility towards the gods. People who grew up in a new era and accepted the idea of equality will naturally be hostile to such injustice. However, this does not mean that the gods are necessarily bad, because Journey to the West itself is not the origin of the gods."

"To get the answer, you need to look at them more dialectically and objectively."

Bianca was a little distracted for a moment. She was thinking too much in such a short time and her brain began to overload.

Before she could come up with the answer she wanted, her mind was filled with one thought - Oh no, it seemed like she had fallen into a huge pit!

As for Rita, she had never even encountered Dark Mythology, and was now, of course, completely bewildered. She only knew it was a literary discussion about another world, but otherwise, it was all otherworldly noises—she could hear them, but she couldn't understand them.

Seeing that both of them seemed to be in a state of panic, Wang Xuanqiao couldn't help but smile.

"Don't be impatient. You should know that Journey to the West is a book that can take a lifetime to study. If you are interested, you can read it slowly and think about it slowly. Don't try to understand it thoroughly in a short period of time. Even I can only say that I have read it."

After he finished speaking, he handed the membership card that had already been prepared to Rita.

"As for now. Since it's a rare day off, I might as well jump into the game and experience it for myself."

Image: "[Daughter of the Volcano]", Location: "Images/1728924300-100412545-112234618.jpg"

——The author has something to say——

I would also like to thank my book friends [Dr.URIZE], [zaku123], [Annie the Great Devil], and [Ancient Land] for their recommendation votes, and thank you for your support.

Volume 157: : Yellow Wind Ridge, Li——

Bianca and Rita took their seats one after another.

Wang Xuanqiao began to teach Rita how to use the gaming equipment, while Bianca put on a helmet, activated Black Myth, and once again entered the bizarre fantasy world.

Although Bianca had obtained one of the six roots, she did not rush into the second chapter. Instead, she began to look for help, explanation and other functions in the standby interface.

During the time when she couldn't go to the game hall, in her spare time, in addition to reading "Journey to the West", she also did a lot of game-related homework.

If a game dares to leave players with no guidance at all, it must be a very hard game. Either the quality is very high, or the mindset is very hard. Although Bianca thinks Black Myth is indeed of high quality, it's not at that level yet.

The standby interface of the Black Myth system is a rather spacious cave with a waterfall covering the entrance. The sound of running water is loud, but surprisingly it does not make people feel noisy. Instead, it gives people a sense of peace and tranquility.

Bianca walked around the cave and found a book on a large smooth stone that looked like a wide table. It was particularly conspicuous on the empty table. She picked it up and flipped through two pages, but found that it was a book without words.

Why is there no writing on it? Is it just an ordinary prop? Bianca was a little puzzled.

No, that's not right...

Bianca, who had already read quite a bit of Journey to the West, suddenly realized that perhaps it wasn't because it was wordless, but rather because the book was conceived as a magical artifact. Perhaps it was like one of those self-service question-answering terminals in the style of immortal magic?

"Excuse me, how do I bless my weapon?"

Bianca asked, looking at the book.

[Please visit the Earth God Temple to enter the rest environment. In the rest environment, select the forging diagram to forge weapons and equipment by consuming materials and spiritual energy.]

[The enhancement method needs to be unlocked after interacting with specific gods. Please actively explore the map.]

"Huh? So I only need to visit the Earth God Temple to craft equipment?" Bianca was a little surprised. "And is the deity who strengthens equipment still on the map? But it seems like he's not in Black Wind Mountain anymore."

Bianca closed the book, put it back on the stone table, picked up the stick and walked towards the waterfall hanging over the cave entrance.

The scene in front of her eyes suddenly changed the moment she touched the water curtain!

The cave, the water curtain, and the sound of rushing water vanished in an instant, and yellow sand, carried by the wind, rose from the bottom of her eyes. Bianca felt herself suddenly lose control of her body, and then a string music emerged from the whistling wind.

"Huangfengling, eight hundred miles long, was once a fertile land outside the Great Wall—"

Bang~Bang~Bang~

"Once a rat plague suddenly appeared, the air was filled with thick smoke and no one was around—"

Bang~bang~bang~dongduolongdongdengdeng~

Bianca finally regained her vision and suddenly found that she had been pierced by arrows and turned into a hedgehog. On a big rock not far in front of her, there was a headless man holding a xylophone and singing enthusiastically.

…How on earth did No-Head sing that song? Even though she knew that these gods and demons all possessed special skills, Bianca still couldn't help but complain about this scene.

Could it be the singing coming from that xylophone? It couldn't be ventriloquism, that would be too subtle.

"Without a father or a king, without laws, yet even those who commit crimes are protected by heaven—"

"Fortunately, the Great Sage borrowed the power of Buddha, and the evil wind was temporarily subdued."

"Who knew a disaster would strike at any moment? That yellow-haired beast has returned home. The murderer is so proud of not being killed, but the lucky star's body remains a mystery!"

Bang, bang, bang~bang, long, bang ...

After a burst of rapid string music, the headless monk finally finished his song. He smiled and leaped down from the rock, his agility seemingly unbelievable for someone without a head.

"I have a rough idea of the purpose of your visit, young benefactor."

Then you sang for so long, couldn't you just help me pull out the arrow? Bianca couldn't speak at this time, she could only think in her heart.

"You can't eat hot noodles in a hurry, so I'll give you a hand for now!"

The headless monk casually played the xylophone, and golden light shot out in an instant, dissolving all the arrows on Bianca's body without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Bianca finally regained control of her body and quickly got up from the ground. The headless monk had already turned and left.

"Be careful on the road. If you get into another hole, no one will save you!" He chuckled and continued to play the sonorous and clear tune, then slowly walked towards a lake, and his body slowly turned into dust and flew away with the wind.

...So why was he pierced with arrows right from the start?

Bianca raised her hand to scratch her head in confusion, then turned around and prepared to continue walking along the main road.

Unexpectedly, just as they stepped onto the main road, a dense sound of breaking air suddenly echoed from the surrounding cliffs. Bianca's face changed, and she immediately understood why she had been pricked like a hedgehog. She quickly rolled over and tumbled behind the rock she had been resting on.

That was a close call... No wonder the headless monk sang about not forcing the 'right path.' Bianca wiped the sweat from her forehead and could only follow the path the headless monk had left.

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Under Wang Xuanqiao's guidance, Rita quickly got the hang of the gaming equipment.

Although Rita was still a little bothered by what had just happened, she felt relieved after seeing the girl drawn on the game icon of "Daughter of the Volcano".

Who can not like cute little girls? They are so innocent and romantic, so pure and innocent, so...

Small, soft, and fragrant, hehe~ cough!

Rita started "Daughter of the Volcano" without hesitation and entered the game world amidst the lyrical music.

[Today is the tenth anniversary of my acquaintance with her. We had originally agreed to go to the altar to pray together in the morning.]

Her? The ten-year anniversary of their acquaintance? Rita looked at the monologue that appeared before her in the form of subtitles and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

But he was not playing a male role. Even the little man walking in the field in the cartoon that unfolded immediately looked like him.

How does this story lead into the plot of raising a girl? Is it to pray to the gods at the altar, hoping that they will give birth to a baby?

That's not impossible. Rita smiled softly and continued reading.

Unfortunately, the story she recorded wasn't what she'd imagined—receiving a child from the gods at the altar. The altar itself had been destroyed, leaving no room for prayer. Rita, playing the role of "Rita," could only pick some flowers along the way and return home.

Rita finally saw the appearance of the 'her' in the story.

She was a woman who looked a little weak. She had hair with white and gold highlights. Although her eyes looked a little dim, one could still tell that they were a golden color that would become brilliant in the sun.

Rita followed the story's lead and gently woke her from her sleep.

"Sorry, I fell asleep again..." The woman sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes, "We agreed to go pray together on our anniversary."

"It's okay." Rita half-knelt beside the bed and said with a smile, "Rest more and get your body back on track. As long as you're better, we can have a recovery anniversary."

The woman laughed at Rita's words.

"By the way, this is for you." Rita handed the down flower behind her to the woman. "I picked it on the road. Does it look good?"

"Mm, such beautiful edelweiss." The woman took the bouquet, holding it in her hands, revealing a happy smile. "I've been thinking about you in my dreams! I've also thought of some... names for the baby."

......So how did this child come about?

Also, what kind of relationship do we have?

The perfect maid, Rita, hid her thoughts with a perfect smile.

"What do you want your baby to be named?" she asked softly.

"I want to call her Ruth, but I also want to hear your opinion. What would you name the baby?" The woman looked at Rita and smiled gently.

So...never mind, I accept it.

Rita sat down on the bed, supported herself with her hands, and looked like she was thinking.

Should I call her Theresa? No, I can't. This device has a live broadcast function. If others see it... Rita had a few rather naughty ideas, but she quickly rejected them one by one.

It’s not that the live broadcast application cannot be rejected, but Rita feels that it would be a bit strange to reject it at this juncture.

"Let's call her Ruth. I like that name too."

In the end, Rita chose not to change.

At this point, a new chapter of the story officially begins for her.

Image: "Her in Ten Years", Location: "Images/1729043481-100412545-112237020.jpg"

——The author has something to say——

As for the development game, to be honest, I originally wanted to choose Princess Maker, after all, it is a real classic.

But after thinking about it, this IP is still too old. I feel that writing about it might reveal everyone's age, so I changed it to the relatively new development game "Daughter of the Volcano" in recent years.

This game is pretty good and not expensive, and it's been made with care. Those who are interested but haven't played it before can give it a try. I remember the first round wasn't too long, probably only a few hours.

And—the original story, of course, unfolds from the father's perspective, but that's been changed here. After all, how could it be fun to have Sister Tazi as a father? How could it be fun! (Shocking)

Volume 158: : Four Rats Killing Monkeys

Wang Xuanqiao was watching Bianca's trip to Huangfengling.

After all, Rita was playing a game about nurturing beautiful girls, and such games required a certain amount of privacy. Wang Xuanqiao wasn't so curious as to lose his sense of boundaries, so he left Rita ample privacy.