The night outside the window was pitch black, and although there was no rain, the occasional rumble of thunder could be heard.
In a tightly closed room with the curtains drawn, Yang Wangshu was typing away on her keyboard, her posture carefree with one leg crossed over the other, clad in white stockings, and her twin ponytails swaying behind her head.
Suddenly, her phone vibrated.
She glanced at it.
Hmm, it was a message from someone she really disliked, and it contained just three simple words: "Are you awake?"
Yang Wangshu's eyes sparkled with an idea. She quickly started recording her screen and then replied: "Nope, still wide awakeヽ(▽) /. What's up?"
Come on, keep talking into the night. I'll forward the evidence to Sister Ah Zhi and expose your true colors, you lecherous pig!
Meanwhile, in an old house in Wujiang Town, Cheng Jinyang showed his phone to everyone: "Look, she's still awake."
"I knew it," Xing Yuanzhi sighed.
"It's already 11 o'clock," Chu Qingqing remarked, huddled in her sleeping bag, clicking her tongue.
"Reply to her and ask what she's doing," Wang Wanrou suggested.
"If you want to reply, do it yourself," Cheng Jinyang thought to himself. Am I the type of person who flirts with young girls in the middle of the night? Yang Wangshu is only 14, that's a minimum of three years in prison!
"I'll do it then," Wang Wanrou said, taking his phone.
"Fine," Cheng Jinyang said as he got into his bed, then suddenly realized something was off.
If Miss Wang uses my phone to send messages, won't Yang Wangshu still think it's me flirting with her?
"Yuanzhi," he quickly whispered, "from now on, any messages are being sent by Wanrou using my phone. You can vouch for me."
"I know," Xing Yuanzhi replied helplessly, "she's live-streaming everything to me."
Cheng Jinyang was momentarily stunned, then realized: Wow! She's plotting against me!
But I have two great generals, one with unparalleled wisdom, Wang Wanrou, and one with absolute loyalty, Xing Yuanzhi. With these two, I can surely defeat Yang Wangshu!
Yang Wangshu had no idea that everything about her had been meticulously arranged and was still eagerly trying to catch "Cheng Jinyang" slipping up.
"Yeah, I'm playing a horror game right now, but it's so scary! If only there were a guy who could play with me..."
"I can play with you later," Wang Wanrou replied quickly, "but I'm busy right now."
"What are you busy with?" Yang Wangshu asked, testing the waters.
"Ah Zhi is sleeping in my arms. I need to lull her back to sleep first."
Yang Wangshu: ???
"F*ck!" She furiously threw her phone onto the bed.
Wang Wanrou calmly turned off the phone and handed it back to Cheng Jinyang.
"What did you two talk about?" Cheng Jinyang asked.
"See for yourself."
"Forget it, I won't look." Cheng Jinyang casually took the phone and put it on charge.
What's done is done. Even if I read it, it's not like I can retract the messages, right?
"Just go to sleep." He waved his hand and said.
There was a dull rumble of thunder outside again. Everyone knew it wasn't actually thunder, but the sound of the Jingwei mothership fleet's attacks hitting the psychic shield. For a moment, everyone felt a quiet concern.
If the psychic shield were to be broken and the vast swarms of drones poured in, Jiankang would truly be beyond saving. In terms of war production potential, Jiankang was no match for Wuchang—especially after the loss of Songjiang.
However, everyone here was only at the eighth grade, neither capable nor qualified to participate in the strategic maneuvering of either side in the war. So, after a brief moment of sighing, they slowly fell asleep.
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Longxi Basin.
The enormous longsword slashed out, sending countless severed limbs flying. The air was thick with the smell of burning, as charred fragments and sparks scattered in the wind.
In a daze, she realized that there were no longer any figures standing around her.
Yao Guang thrust the longsword into the ground once more and sat down to rest briefly, allowing her demon body to slowly heal its wounds.
Suddenly, she grabbed the longsword and slashed backward like lightning. A fiery sword arc, six or seven meters long, shot out and severed the approaching figure in half.
The figure disintegrated into the air, clearly not the real body, just an illusion.
"Ah Si?" She recognized the demon magic and asked softly.
"Xiao Qi, stop killing!" Ah Si materialized from the air, shouting in a panic, "The Star Lord is already questioning your actions! She's very, very angry!"
"Then let her come and kill me," Yao Guang said, dragging the longsword along the ground, persistently moving forward.
"You've killed your way from Luoyang to Longxi, and it's still not enough?" Ah Si asked helplessly.
"Until I'm killed," Yao Guang replied.
Ah Si was silent for a moment, finally understanding her meaning.
Yao Guang was seeking death...
However, she was already prepared and quickly said, "The Star Lord says that the humans in the south have already started a civil war. The Seven Stars of the Big Dipper must all return to Luoyang and await orders. Once they have devastated the south, we will cross the Chushui River and attack Jiankang City."
At first, Yao Guang showed no reaction. However, upon hearing "Jiankang City," her previously lifeless expression suddenly changed.
"I was thinking, wouldn't it be bad if you continued killing like this?" Ah Si continued to persuade earnestly, "That little lover of yours, isn't he only at the eighth grade? His bloodline concentration isn't even comparable to the 'Weird' level demons. What if he dies in our attack on Jiankang City?"
"No, before that, Jiankang and Wuchang will have already decided their outcome. If he dies in the attack on Wuchang, then there's nothing more to say. Even if you want to atone for your sins, it would be better to save him than to let him die innocently because of your actions. What do you think?"
"When?" Yao Guang finally asked.
"This week," Ah Si replied. "Return to the Divine Capital before the end of this Sunday. You know the journey, and time is quite tight..."
"Let's go," Yao Guang said.
She looked south and took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the sparks floating in the air:
"To Luoyang."
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"It's done!"
Late at night, Yang Wangshu shouted out as the BOSS on the screen had been defeated.
Excitedly, she picked up the loot. Not bad, it was the purple gear that drops 40% of the time. At least this run was worth it.
"Are we still playing, boss lady?" Her teammates frantically asked again, "It's the big quest in the Thousand Gods and Demons Attack Jade Purity. They say the wild BOSS in the dungeon drops the Great Five Elements Annihilation Divine Light. Let's go for the first kill!"
"Let's go, let's go!" Yang Wangshu was about to shout. She had already typed the words in the chat box but couldn't bring herself to press the enter key.
It was as if a devil was whispering slowly in her ear:
Ah Zhi is sleeping in my arms. Let's put her to sleep first before doing anything else.
"Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!" Yang Wangshu suddenly kicked the internet cable with force, staring at the screen with tears streaming down her face and crying out miserably.
People are cuddling with my freshly bathed, sweet-smelling, and soft sister Ah Zhi while I'm here playing games with a bunch of single dogs!
I beat the boss, got the first kill, and snatched the ultimate gear, but isn't it all just virtual code?
While I'm indulging in this virtual happiness, the sister Ah Zhi I truly want is sleeping in someone else's arms!
I'm done!
Games are ultimately fake, what's the point?
Time for bed!