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

Remian's aura shone with a warm smile in the night: "It seems like I really... don't need to prepare anything."

Suri gently draped the cloak over her shoulders: "But I accept your kind intentions."

The campsite was utterly quiet in the dead of night. Remien leaned back in her wheelchair, gazing at the starry sky: "You know what? Although I didn't use any of the things I prepared, this was the most reassuring trip I've ever taken."

Suri sat beside her, her silver hair gleaming softly in the moonlight: "Why?"

"Because I know someone can prepare everything," she said softly, "but is also willing to do some...extra things with me."

Suri's storage ring flickered slightly as she took out a cloak prepared by Remi'an and gently draped it over her shoulders: "But the night is indeed a bit chilly."

Remian's aura shone with surprise: "You..."

"You've prepared very good things," Suri said softly. "I'll keep using them."

Under the starry sky of Laterano, those unnecessary preparations became the warmest companions.

On the forest path, still damp with morning dew, the wheels of the wheelchair rolled over the moss, making a soft sound. Suri pushed Remien through the morning mist, her silver hair glistening with pearly light from the dew.

"The air here is so fresh," Remien said softly, her halo shimmering gently in the mist. "Much fresher than in Laterano."

Suri's silver eyelashes trembled slightly, and silver dust particles formed tiny specks of light in the air: [The negative ion concentration is 3.7 times that of the city.] His fingertips gently brushed across her shoulder. "Suitable for rest."

Remian's halo gently touched the back of his hand: "You even measure this?"

"Everything about you is worth measuring." Su Rui's voice was soft, and Yin Chen quietly recorded the frequency of her aura's fluctuations.

Rounding a bend, a birch forest came into view. Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled patterns of light, like scattered gold dust across the path. Suri stopped, her silver hair almost translucent in the dappled light.

"Are you tired?" Remien asked with concern.

Suri gently shook her head, bent down and took a birch branch from the bag beside her wheelchair, still covered in morning dew: "Like your halo."

Remianne took the branch, her halo shimmering slightly: "Why all of a sudden..."

"I suddenly wanted to give you something." Suri's silver eyelashes drooped. "Although I have everything in my storage space, this one... is different."

His fingertips gently brushed across the leaves, and dewdrops rolled down, refracting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

They rested by a stream. Suri squatted by the water's edge, her silver hair falling to the surface and swaying gently with the current. Remien's aura was reflected in the water, creating ripples.

"Are you cold?" he asked softly, his fingertips brushing across the water's surface, creating tiny ripples.

Remien shook her head, her halo radiating a warm glow: "With you here, it's not cold."

Suri's silver dust gently lifted a fallen leaf, letting it float on the water like a little boat: "Doesn't it resemble our journey?"

A fallen leaf swirled in the ripples, finally settling beside a pebble. Remian's halo flickered slightly: "But we will go further."

The afternoon sun grew warm, and they stopped amidst a sea of ​​flowers. Suri picked a handful of wildflowers and carefully wove them into a wreath. Silver dust swirled among the petals, keeping them fresh.

"Lower your head," he said softly.

Remien bowed her head slightly, her halo shimmering with a soft glow. Suri gently placed the wreath in her hair, the silver strands intertwining with the colorful petals.

"Does it look good?" she asked softly, a shy ripple spreading across her aura.

Suri's silver dust formed a smiling pattern: [More beautiful than any data.]

His fingertips gently brushed across the petals, the movement as soft as touching the moonlight.

As the sun set, they found an abandoned viewing platform. Suri pushed the wheelchair up, and before them stretched rolling mountains and the gradually changing sunset.

"We're almost there," Remi'an said softly. "The chapel is just over there on the other side of the mountain."

Suri didn't speak, but simply wrapped her arms gently around her from behind. Her silver hair fell over her shoulders, intertwining with her white hair.

"What's wrong?" Remian's aura flickered slightly.

"I don't want to get there too quickly," Suri's voice was soft. "I want to stay a little longer and watch the sunset with you."

His silver dust formed tiny specks of light in the air, swirling around them like stars.

Volume 17, Chapter 963: Well-prepared

As night fell, Suri set up the tent. Remien, sitting in her wheelchair, watched him busily working in the moonlight.

"You even brought a tent?" she chuckled. "You're very well-prepared."

Suri's silver eyelashes trembled slightly: "I prepared three models; this one is the most comfortable."

He carefully helped her into the tent, and Yin Chen quietly adjusted the temperature and humidity inside. The tent roof was transparent, allowing a view of the starry sky.

"Does it feel like being in a space of consciousness?" Remien asked softly, "But more real."

Suri's silver hair shimmered under the starlight: "Yes, I can truly touch you."

His fingertips gently brushed across her halo, and the silver dust recorded this warm touch.

Late at night, Remi'an gradually fell asleep in the tent. Suri quietly stayed by her side, and Yin Chen gently covered her with a blanket.

Moonlight streamed through the tent roof, bathing her face in a soft glow as she slept. Suri's fingertips gently brushed through her hair, the silver dust forming protective patterns.

Sweet dreams. The light twinkled softly, like the gentlest stars in the night sky.

Outside the tent, the night breeze gently caressed the sea of ​​flowers, carrying their fragrance from afar. In this undisturbed night, two hearts nestled quietly together under the starry sky.

As the morning light flooded the tent again, Remy slowly awoke. She found herself covered with a soft blanket, and the tent smelled faintly of tea. Suri sat beside her, her silver hair almost translucent in the morning light.

"Good morning," he said softly, handing her a cup of warm tea. "It's brewed to your preferred strength."

Remian's aura shone with a warm light: "You didn't sleep all night?"

"You don't need that much sleep." Suri gently ran her fingertips through her hair. "Seeing you sleep is more important."

Outside the tent, birds began to sing. Su Rui carefully helped her back into her wheelchair, and Yin Chen quietly packed up the tent without leaving a trace.

"We'll be at the chapel today," Remien said, gazing at the distant mountains. "I hope everything goes well."

Suri pushed the wheelchair, her silver hair fluttering gently in the morning breeze: "I'm here."

They continued along the stream. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on Remian's white hair. Suddenly, Suri stopped and picked a blue wildflower from the streambank.

"Like your eyes," he whispered, pinning the flower to her collar.

Remi's aura flickered slightly: "Why do you always..."

"I just want to remember this moment." Suri's silver dust gently recorded the scene before her, "Every detail."

His fingertips brushed across the petals, and Yin Chen quietly analyzed the flower's genetic sequence: [Transplantable and cultivateable.]

"Want to take it back and plant it in the garden?" Remien chuckled.

"Yes." Suri nodded, "Let the garden be filled with this kind of blue."

At noon, they rested under an ancient tree. Su Rui took out a meal from her storage space and carefully placed it on the small table next to the wheelchair.

"You even brought a dining table?" Remian couldn't help but laugh.

[Foldable, portable design.] The product description on the screen reads, "The height has been optimized for your height."

The meal was far too elaborate for a picnic; there was even a small vase filled with wildflowers. Remian's aura softened: "Too formal..."

"Every moment with you deserves to be celebrated." Suri poured her tea, her movements as elegant as if she were performing a ceremony.

A gentle breeze blew, and petals fell onto the dining table. Suri's silver dust gently lifted the petals and preserved them in a special container.

"Want to collect it?" Remy asked curiously.

"I'll cherish every moment that's connected to you," Suri replied softly.

The afternoon journey was relatively easy. Suri pushed the wheelchair, his silver hair occasionally brushing against Remien's shoulder. As they passed a field of dandelions, he gently blew away a dandelion, the white fluff dancing like sprites in the sunlight.

"Make a wish?" Remien said softly.

Suri's silver eyelashes trembled slightly: "The wish has been fulfilled."

His fingertips gently caught a dandelion seed, which Yin Chen carefully preserved: [Item No. 107.]

Remian's aura softened with a warm smile: "When did you start collecting these?"

"From the moment I met you," Suri continued pushing her wheelchair forward, "everything related to you is worth cherishing."

As the sun set, they finally saw the spire of the small church in the distance. Remian's aura brightened slightly: "We're here."

Suri stopped in her tracks: "Wait."

He took out a finely crafted telescope from his storage space and adjusted the focus: "Let's check the situation first."

Remien peered through the telescope, a look of surprise flashing across her halo: "You even prepared this?"

[Professional grade, with Originium energy detection function.] Silver Dust displayed the parameters, "Safety first."

After confirming that the area around the chapel was safe, Su Rui pushed the wheelchair forward. However, his silver dust remained vigilant, with tiny specks of light swirling around him.

"Don't be so nervous," Remianne said softly.

"Nothing related to you can be taken lightly." Su Rui's voice was soft, but firm.

The last stretch of road was uphill, and Su Rui carefully controlled the speed of her wheelchair. Yin Chen provided a boost from behind, making the journey smoother.

When the entire chapel finally came into view, Remian's aura glowed softly: "We've finally arrived."

Suri's silver hair swayed gently in the evening breeze: "But the journey itself is even more beautiful."

His silver dust quietly recorded this moment—the small chapel in the twilight, and the warm glow of the halo emanating from the woman in the wheelchair. This is the 108th item in his collection, and also the most precious one.

The SUV slowly came to a stop on the wasteland, kicking up a cloud of red dust. Suri's silver hair fluttered gently in the dry wind as he squinted at the distance—a solitary, shifting plot of land was slowly moving across the horizon, upon which stood a dilapidated little church.

"This is it." Remian's aura flickered slightly inside the car. "It's even more remote than I imagined."

Su Rui's fingertip lightly tapped the control panel, and Yin Chen silently scanned the land: [Stability 79%, Speed ​​2.3 km/h, Life Signs...weak.]

He pushed the wheelchair out of the car, a wave of dry, hot air hitting him. Remian's aura glowed protectively: "Be careful, the Originium energy fluctuations here are very unusual."

They slowly moved closer to the plot of land. Su Rui's silver dust scouted ahead, forming a transparent protective barrier. As they climbed the slope of the plot, the wheels of the wheelchair became somewhat unsteady.

"Do you need any help?" a timid voice came from above.

Suri looked up and saw a boy standing at the top of the hill. He had the aura of a Sarkaz, but the structure of his horns bore the characteristics of a Sarkaz—a hybrid.

Remian's aura shimmered softly: "Thank you, we can manage on our own."

The boy hesitated for a moment, then ran down to help push the wheelchair. Su Rui's silver dust rippled slightly, but she didn't stop him.

What about the bishop in Volume 17, page 964?

The church was more dilapidated than it appeared from a distance. Most of the stained glass windows were broken, and cracks crawled all over the walls. Several children peeked out from behind the door, all sharing similar features—the halo of the Sarkaz and the horns of the Sarkaz.

"Where is the bishop?" Remien asked the boy who was leading the way in a soft voice.

The boy lowered his head: "Gone... He went out to find supplies three months ago and never came back."

Su Rui's silver dust silently scanned the entire church: [No signs of recent combat, no bloodstains, no residual energy.] His silver eyelashes trembled slightly: "Completely vanished."

The church interior was dark and shabby. Several pews were placed crookedly, and the altar was covered with a thick layer of dust. The children stood nervously in a corner, their eyes filled with wariness and expectation.

Remian's aura shone with a warm light: "You've been living alone all this time?"

A slightly older girl nodded: "The bishop left some food, but it's almost gone." She pointed to an empty bag in the corner, "We're waiting for rescue..."

Su Rui's silver dust carefully scanned each child: [Malnutrition rate 100%, Originium infection rate 73%, average age 12.7 years.] His fingertips tightened slightly.

"Let me see the storage room," Suri said calmly.

The children led them to the basement. As soon as the door opened, a musty smell hit them. A few cans sat scattered on the shelves, most of them expired. A pile of moldy grain lay in the corner.

Su Rui's storage ring flickered slightly: [Start nutritional analysis.] Yin Chen quietly took a sample.

"Was there anything unusual before the bishop left?" Remien asked softly.

The children exchanged glances, and finally the mixed-race boy whispered, "Those few days... the bishop kept saying he heard singing."

"Singing?" Remian's halo flickered slightly.

"The singing coming from underground..." the boy wrung nervously. "The bishop said he was going to check it out, and then..."

Su Rui suddenly crouched down, her fingertips lightly touching the ground. Yin Chen probed deeper underground: [Void detected, approximately 30 meters deep, with abnormal energy fluctuations.] His silver eyes narrowed slightly: "A basement?"

The children shook their heads blankly. The mixed-race boy suddenly remembered something: "The bishop said... there are 'ancient things' beneath the church."

Su Rui's silver dust-based detection wave: [Metal structure detected, not modern technology.] His voice remained calm: "We need to go down and take a look."

A worried glint appeared in Remian's aura: "Is it safe?"