Ark Simulator, don't I have no physical form?

"This is..." Su Rui's silver dust gently scanned the photo, analyzing the image data.

"The day we first met in the realm of consciousness," Remian said softly, her fingertips gently tracing the glass of the photo frame, "I went to the garden to take this picture, thinking... maybe one day I could show you what I really looked like. Back then, I was praying, hoping that one day you would truly come to my side."

Silver dust swirled gently across the photograph's surface, forming lines of admiration: "As beautiful as I remember."

"Now there's something even more beautiful." She picked up the screen by the bedside and pulled up the surveillance footage from last night—in the footage, the silver-haired boy was carefully embracing the white bishop, their hair intertwined in the moonlight, like the Milky Way embracing the clouds.

Su Rui's silver dust suddenly flickered violently, displaying an urgent suggestion: [Delete suggestion. Security risk...]

"No way!" Remien hugged the screen tightly, like a child guarding a precious treasure. "This is my precious thing. I'm going to encrypt and save it so we can look at it when we're old."

As the sun set, orange rays streamed through the windows, bathing the room in a warm golden light. Remien finally rose reluctantly. "Time to get down to business," she sighed softly, her aura dimming slightly. "Cardinals don't have time to slack off. Andorn must already have a mountain of papers piled up in my study."

Su Rui carefully helped her back into the wheelchair, and Yin Chen meticulously checked every detail: [Blood pressure normal, spinal load safe.] Every data point was clearly displayed in the air.

"Really..." Remien suddenly grabbed his collar and gently placed a kiss on his lips, as light as a butterfly's touch. "This is today's 'medical bill'."

Suri's silver dust froze instantly, her silver hair moving without wind, like silver bells tinkling in a gentle breeze: "[...Perception system needs recalibration.]" The handwriting appeared somewhat disordered.

Remian's aura gleamed with smugness, like a child who had pulled off a prank: "Looks like there's still a lot to get used to about materialization."

As she pushed her wheelchair toward the study, she turned back with a soft smile, her aura glowing warmly in the setting sun: "Continue the 'treatment' tonight."

Suri stood still, the silver dust still forming chaotic patterns in the air, like stars scattered by the wind. Outside the window, white roses swayed gently in the evening breeze, their petals drifting into the room and landing on the path the wheelchair had taken, as if recording this sweet afternoon, this everyday scene filled with warmth and hope.

Morning light streamed through the tall stained-glass windows of the study, casting dappled shadows on the heavy oak desk. Remian's aura shimmered softly in the morning light as she gently rubbed her temples, three tall stacks of documents piled before her. A quill pen swished across the parchment, making a soft, scratching sound.

Volume 17, 956, New Revisions

"Andorn has sent another revision to the border trade agreement." She sighed softly, pushing a heavy document aside. "These clauses are written like they're made of syrup—sticky and a headache."

Su Rui sat quietly on the bench by the window, his silver hair almost transparent in the morning light. His fingertips gently brushed against the suspended silver dust, the specks of light forming intricate geometric patterns in the air. [Indoor temperature 23.7 degrees Celsius, humidity suitable.] The silver dust subtly adjusted the room's environmental parameters.

Time passed slowly, the only sounds in the study being the scratching of a quill pen and the occasional turning of pages. Suri's silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and subtle ripples began to appear on the silver dust: [Boredness Index Continues to Rise].

As the clock struck ten in the morning, Su Rui suddenly stood up. His silver hair moved without wind, and silver dust swirled around him, creating a soft halo. He walked to his desk and lightly tapped his fingertips on the pile of border trade documents.

"Suri?" Remien looked up, a hint of doubt in her aura. "These are classified documents..."

Silver dust had already covered the entire stack of documents like flowing water, the light spots rapidly scanning each page. [17 points of conflict in terms, 9 logical loopholes, 23 potential risks.] Silver dust formed a detailed analysis report in mid-air.

"Wait, this doesn't comply with regulations..." Before Remian could finish speaking, Silver Dust had already begun automatically correcting the document's contents. Light points gently brushed across the parchment, the ink automatically adjusted, unreasonable clauses were rearranged, and supplementary clauses elegantly appeared in the blank spaces.

In less than five minutes, the entire border trade agreement had been revised. Yin Chen gently lifted the document and neatly placed it on the processed side.

Remian's aura flickered slightly, filled with surprise and curiosity: "Where did you learn document processing?"

The silver dust formed a simple answer: "[I've been observing you for three months and seven days.]" The light spot displayed a smiling expression, "All procedures comply with Lateran law."

What followed was astonishing. Yin Chen split into several streams of light, simultaneously processing different types of documents: diplomatic documents, financial statements, holy city construction plans... Each document was precisely analyzed, corrected, and archived. The points of light flowed through the study, like a silent symphony.

"This grain procurement agreement," Suri pointed to a clause, "has a risk of price fluctuation clauses that can be manipulated."

Yin Chen immediately marked the problematic paragraph and offered three revision options. Remian's aura gleamed with admiration: "Andorn's team spent two weeks and still couldn't find this problem..."

As the clock struck 10:20, the last stack of documents was neatly placed in the processed area. A light dusting of silver dust swept across the desk, and even the ink bottles were rearranged according to their frequency of use.

Suri's silver hair swayed slightly: "All done." His fingertips lightly touched Remian's halo. "Now you can rest."

Remien stared blankly at the tidy desk, a gentle smile spreading across her face. "You know what? This would have taken a whole day to finish." She gently took Suri's hand. "Looks like I've struck gold."

Silver dust formed new data in the air: [Daily work time saved: 6.3 hours.] The dots of light displayed a schedule for the next month, "You can spend more time with me now."

Footsteps sounded outside the study door, and Andorn's voice rang out: "Remian, the border agreement..." He pushed open the door, then suddenly froze, "It's all settled?"

All the processed documents were neatly arranged on the desk, each accompanied by detailed revision notes. Silver dust formed a polite greeting in the air: "Good morning, Lord Andorn."

A sly glint appeared on Remian's face: "The new assistant's efficiency is pretty good, isn't it?"

Andorn flipped through the documents in disbelief: "These corrections... are more precise than even the experts from the Law Hall." He looked at Suri, "Where did you get them from..."

Yin Chen gently lifted a cup of freshly brewed tea: "Please have some tea." He interrupted the question at just the right moment.

As the afternoon sun slanted into the study, Remi'an was leisurely flipping through an ancient book. Su Rui's silver dust formed a small screen of light by the window, monitoring the various affairs of the Holy City in real time.

"Looks like there's a problem with the Originium Sugar supply at the East District dessert shop," Remian chuckled. "Want some help?"

Silver Dust immediately responded: 【Resolved through coordination.】 The display showed the solution: "The sugar powder supplier has been changed, and the price has decreased by 15%."

Remien put down the ancient book, her halo radiating a warm glow: "You know what? This is the most leisurely afternoon I've had since I became a cardinal."

Suri's silver eyelashes trembled slightly: "[It can be like this every day.]" Silver dust formed patterns of promise, "I will always help you."

Outside the window, the bells of Laterano rang out melodiously. Inside the study, Yin Chen gently tidied the bookshelves, while Remian finally had time to savor a cup of tea and read a book unrelated to official business.

As the sun set, the study was bathed in a warm, golden light. Remi'an put down the ancient book in her hands, her aura shimmering softly: "I actually finished reading the entire *Eastern Tea Classic* today; I usually don't even have time to turn a single page."

Su Rui's silver dust gently brushed across the pages of the book: [Need additional information?] The specks of light began to form a holographic projection of the Eastern Kingdom's tea garden, "This can optimize the Holy City's tea supply system."

"Let's skip it for today," Remi'an chuckled, her fingertips lightly touching the floating silver dust. "Let's leave some things for tomorrow, otherwise Andorn will really suspect I hired a god as my assistant."

Yin Chen displayed Andorn's schedule: "[Reporting tomorrow at 14:00.]" Guangdian thoughtfully noted the points requiring attention. "Should I excuse myself temporarily?"

"No need." A sly glint appeared in Remi's eyes. "It'll be good for him to broaden his horizons."

At dinner time, Yin Chen had already prepared a simple meal. On an elegant tray were just the right amount of food: warm soup, easily digestible staple food, and a small portion of Remian's favorite dessert.

"You've even learned to cook?" Remien looked at the plate in surprise, her aura gleaming with delight.

Silver Dust Composition Explanation: [Analysis of three months of dietary data.] The light spots display the nutritional ratio plan, "The diet has been optimized based on your physical condition."

The spoon stirred the soup gently and automatically, while Yin Chen meticulously controlled the temperature: "[It's exactly 58 degrees Celsius now, perfect for drinking.]"

Remien took a bite, a warm smile appearing in her eyes: "It tastes even better than what's made in the kitchen."

Suri's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I can teach them the new formula tomorrow."

As night fell, the study was bathed in soft light. Remian finished processing the last few urgent documents and leaned back gently in her chair. "Today was truly incredible... I managed to finish work before dark."

Volume 17, page 957: Optimizing Workflows

Su Rui's silver dust was tidying up the study, light spots gently brushing across every corner. Books were rearranged according to frequency of use, stationery was neatly arranged, and even the curtains were adjusted to the most suitable angle.

[Daily workflow has been optimized.] Yin Chen displayed tomorrow's work plan: "Routine task processing time can be controlled within 2 hours."

Remien gently took Suri's hand, her halo shimmering with a soft light: "You know what? You've not only changed my work efficiency..." Her fingertips lightly touched the specks of silver dust, "but you've also changed my life."

Silver dust formed a warm smiley face in the air: "This is what I should do."

Andorn arrived promptly the following afternoon, carrying a new stack of documents. When he pushed open the study door, he froze in place: Remy was leisurely sipping tea, the study was incredibly tidy, and the silver-haired assistant was simply standing quietly by the window.

"These are the new border reports..." Andorn stopped mid-sentence as he saw Silver Dust automatically take the documents.

The light spot rapidly scanned the contents, completing the analysis and summary almost instantly. [Items three and seven need to be prioritized.] Yin Chen politely suggested, "Other matters can be handled according to the standard procedure."

Andorn's aura visibly wavered: "What...what kind of processing speed is this?"

Remien took a sip of tea, a smug gleam in her eyes. "This is my new assistant. By the way, there's a problem with the data in item seven; it needs to be re-verified."

Yin Chen immediately added: [The data error rate is 12.7%. We suggest contacting the Dongguo Embassy for confirmation.]

Watching Andorn leave in shock, Remian couldn't help but chuckle: "Looks like tomorrow the council will be buzzing with rumors that 'the Cardinal hired the Prophet as his assistant.'"

Suri's silver dust gently brushed against her halo: "I just did what I was supposed to do."

As the sun dipped below the horizon once more, the study remained quiet and orderly. Remien's aura shone warmly in the twilight; she knew that from this day forward, she would have more time to herself.

Afternoon sunlight streamed through the stained glass, casting warm dappled patterns in the cardinal's study. Remien had just put down her quill when she saw Suri stand up, her silver hair shimmering in the sunlight.

"The documents are finished," the young man announced casually, unlike the other assistants who were very respectful. "Now it's time to rest."

Remian's aura flickered slightly, tinged with a helpless smile: "It's only two in the afternoon, and according to the schedule..."

"I've changed the schedule," Suri interrupted her, pulling an exquisite wooden box from behind the bookshelf. "The meeting in Andorn has been postponed to tomorrow, the border report has been automatically replied to, and I've also turned down the new product tasting at the dessert shop for you."

Remien stared blankly as he opened the wooden crate, inside which various gaming devices were neatly arranged: "These are..."

"I bought it from 'Sweetfire'." Suri skillfully connected the device. "The shop owner said the latest game console comes best with chocolate bullets."

A huge screen lit up the study wall, and Suri handed the controller to Remian: "Let's play something easy first, 'The Battle of Laterano'."

Before Remian could react, a dazzling image appeared on the screen: "Wait, these files..."

"All dealt with." Suri was now focused on the screen. "Three Sarkaz enemies are coming from the left. Quickly use your aura to attack."

Remi'an instinctively pressed the controller, and sure enough, the character on the screen unleashed a halo attack. "How did you know..." Her words were interrupted by the game's sound effects.

Suri's eyes were glued to the screen, his fingers moving nimbly: "After handling diplomatic disputes for three months, Sarkaz's attack patterns are all pretty much the same." He suddenly dodged Remian's controller input, "Watch out, Andorn's avatar is about to unleash a finishing move."

On the screen, a character resembling Andorn was charging up an attack, and Remian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Who designed this game?"

"I don't know, but the accuracy is very high." Suri easily defeated the virtual Andorn. "Look, he's going to drop dessert coupons."

The afternoon flew by amidst the game's sound effects. When Remian finally defeated the final boss, she found that the sun was already setting outside the window.

"I actually..." She stared at the victory screen, the halo gleaming with disbelief, "...played games all afternoon?"

Suri was tidying up the gaming equipment: "To be precise, three hours and forty-two minutes." He handed over a box of chocolate bullets. "A reward."

Remien took the chocolate, then suddenly noticed something: "These documents..." She pointed to the neatly stacked documents in the corner, "When..."

"When you were playing the second level," Suri shrugged nonchalantly, "I finished it while playing the game."

He pointed to the top document: "The border trade agreement has been signed, and the dessert tax has been reduced by 3%. Andorn should be satisfied."

There was a gentle knock on the study door, and Andorn's voice came through: "Remian, about tomorrow's council..."

He froze when the door opened. A faint smell of chocolate filled the study. Remy and Suri were sitting in front of the game screen, which displayed the interface of "Dessert Match-3".

"Andorn?" Remian tried to remain serious, but the game controller in her hand betrayed her. "What is it?"

Suri, without turning her head, continued operating the system: "Wait a minute, almost done." The dessert icon on the screen quickly disappeared. "Alright, your annual budget is approved."

Andorn's aura visibly wavered: "Budget? What budget?"

"The budget for next year's Holy City construction." Su Rui finally turned around and handed over a document. "I made this while playing the game just now; it's 17% better than last year."

Remien watched Andorn leave in shock, and couldn't help but facepalm. "Tomorrow the council will be buzzing about how I hired a monster assistant."

Suri nonchalantly continued operating the controller: "Want to play 'Originium Adventure'? It's a new dungeon."

As night fell, the game screen in the study remained lit. Remian had forgotten how long it had been since she had felt this relaxed, the screen gleaming with a joyful light.

"Where did you learn all this?" she asked curiously. "In the realm of consciousness, you're always very..."

"Very proper?" Suri chuckled. "That's work. We're off work now." He handed her a glass of juice. "Try it, it's made to your favorite flavor."

Remien took a bite, her eyes widening slightly: "It tastes exactly like 'Liboli's Wings'..."

"I've analyzed your spending records from last year." Suri brought up another game. "Want to try the online mode? You can battle against other cardinals."

"Wait," Remian's aura suddenly lit up, "could it be..."

On the screen, a character resembling the Pope is waving a scepter, with the title "Dessert Demon King" displayed above his head.

"Don't worry," Suri was already in battle mode, "winning will unlock a hidden dessert recipe."

Volume 17, Chapter 958: Time to get down to business.

As the clock struck nine, Remian finally put down the controller: "It's really time to get down to business..."

"Everything's taken care of." Su Rui pulled up her schedule. "Tomorrow's agenda has been optimized; the meeting time has been shortened by 40%, and the dessert supply has been increased by 50%."

He suddenly leaned closer to examine Remian's aura: "You know what? Your aura turns gold when you play games."

Remi'an instinctively touched the top of her head: "Really?"

"Hmm," Suri turned back to continue playing the game, "it's much more interesting than when I'm processing documents."

In the study, game sound effects gently echoed, while the desk, which should have been piled high with files, was instead covered with various game controllers and half-eaten desserts. Remian watched the silver-haired boy engrossed in his game, her aura involuntarily radiating a warm golden light.

(The following is an expanded version)

When the morning light streamed through the curtains the next day, Remian found that the study had been rearranged. The gaming equipment was neatly stored in the corner, but a comfortable relaxation area had been created.

Suri brought in breakfast, her silver hair still a little messy: "We're going to deal with Andorn today, so let's replenish our energy first."

Remien noticed the unusual shape of the dessert on the plate: "This is..."

"Game merchandise." Suri handed her a spoon. "Limited edition Originium Adventure mousse. Eating it gives you +10 points to your Diplomacy skill."

Remien took a bite, her aura glowing slightly: "How did you know I like mango?"