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Ji Bai pinched his brow with two fingers, his gaze landing on the identity verification on the Light Screen, feeling a slight heaviness in his heart.
As soon as he logged in, Yan Yan received a package of dungeon rewards sent by the Newbie Alliance.
A complete set of level 15 silver dungeon gear was gathered.
Several forging materials, refining materials, and a piece of Gemstone—
Moon Crystal.
East Wind Arrives really took a toll.
Thinking about the harsh terms in the agreement, the frustration of coming up empty-handed in reality gradually faded away.
The rewards from the last two BSSs in the Skeleton Graveyard Dungeon were almost entirely collected, along with a reward of five hundred gold coins and fifty thousand Credit Points sold by the Information Broker for the Dungeon Guide. The financial pressure that had been weighing on her for days eased slightly, and a smile appeared on her face.
At that moment.
【Private Chat Channel】Information Broker: Dear lady, please accept the friend request; Blank God wants to add you!
【Private Chat Channel】Silent: Sure.
System: Player Blank requests to add you as a friend. Do you agree?
"Yes."
Cloud Guest Restaurant.
“Silent?”
The Elf Priest pushed open the private room door and entered, dressed in a white robe from his class change. His face was handsome, with slightly prominent brow bones and eyes that resembled ancient ice. His thin lips appeared somewhat cold. As he spoke, his voice was cool, and he exuded an aura that suggested he was not to be approached lightly.
The pastor's sacred aura blended with his cold presence, creating an eerie harmony.
"Professor Ji?"
"Blank."
"Yan Yan."
"Hello."
"Hello."
Their brief introductions eased the unfamiliar tension in the air.
"The situation with Strict Language is not stable."
His words shattered her previously pleasant mood, causing her light smile to freeze on her face, and the dark depths of her eyes instantly clouded.
"Then—"
Taking a deep breath, she steadied her voice, fearing to hear any news she couldn't bear. The calm expression she usually maintained began to crack inch by inch, her voice nearly breaking as she asked, "What... what is the specific situation?"
A hoarse tone suddenly turned sharp.
The panic in the girl's eyes did not escape the notice of the Cold Man across from her.
He recalled how the woman had reacted upon hearing that the girl was in the d Zone—equally flustered and even eager to conduct new drug tests. Their similar reactions stirred something within him.
"Although she passed the new drug test, her foundation is too weak. During the first examination at the research institute, all her bodily function metrics were severely below normal. Long-term malnutrition and exhaustion have left her seemingly unharmed on the surface, but inside she is completely depleted, like a bow drawn too tightly. Her condition was previously unnoticeable, but once it manifests, it becomes severe. Most dangerously, she has spent almost all her time in the observation room's therapy chamber. The old medication has limited healing effects and significant side effects, leading to palpitations, dizziness, and severe muscle spasms and pains throughout her body. Now that she has passed the new drug test, if her physical condition improves, she might be able to endure it."
His cold voice delivered each word like a heavy hammer striking Yan Yan's heart.
"Yan Yan, I'm heading out now. The Nutritional Supplement is on the table."
"Yan Yan, I'll be working late tonight. Remember to eat something."
"Why are you always so quiet, Yan Yan? What are you thinking about, hmm? Tell your sister."
"I found a new job today! We can move to a new place~"
This was when they had just been kicked out of the B District Refugee Zone and found a shelter that was in terrible condition and messy.
"I've applied for another new job. The Credit Points will be calculated on time, okay? Guess what it is, Yan Yan—"
"I'm going to be a pianist! At a restaurant in the District Center, and the Boss allows me to bring food back. How about that? Isn't it amazing? We won't have to eat that awful Nutritional Supplement anymore. Once I officially start working there, I'll bring you food every time, alright?"
This was when the woman had just started working at the restaurant. To take care of her diet, she ate the Nutritional Supplement herself but always brought food back for her. Later, due to inappropriate behavior from customers and unreasonable demands from the restaurant Boss, she had to leave.
At that time, holding her close, the woman's thin shoulders trembled as she choked back tears and said, "Yan Yan, I'm sorry. I messed up my job as a restaurant pianist because of a customer—" Her clear voice faltered slightly as she swallowed her mixed emotions. The sadness hidden in her bright eyes was hard to bear. "A customer offended me along with the restaurant manager, so I fired them all~"
The words she had forced herself to say back then now felt like a knife to her heart.
"Yan Yan, aren't you happy that we're moving into a new house today?"
This was the house she had managed to rent with her meager income from working day and night—a place where she had awakened after being reborn.
Sometimes, she could see at the door a woman who had taken off one shoe and was sleeping heavily against the doorframe.
Yan Yan covered her face and lowered her head. All the Elf Priest could see were her trembling shoulders. When she lifted her face, she was surprised by the lifelessness in the other’s eyes. For some reason, this heavy silence without tears felt even more desolate and sorrowful than crying.
"Professor Ji—" She swallowed the name that slipped out. "Blank, I want to know about the follow-up treatment plan."
In that moment of changing her words, the young girl in front of her suddenly shifted in demeanor.
The pale, gaunt face bore an unusual depth for its age, and the sharp black eyes were both cold and still.
Calm and composed, unflappable in the face of change.
Who could know how much hardship lay behind this calm demeanor? Who could tell what storms brewed beneath that unyielding exterior?
A girl, a full decade younger than him, exuded a resolute air as if she bore the weight of the world on her shoulders.
"The follow-up treatment details will be sent to your communicator. Remember to resolve the funding issue," he said, lifting the now lukewarm tea from the table and taking a sip. "Another matter today is your identity verification in the D Zone. I recall that although your citizenship was revoked when you entered the D Zone, your record still exists in the D Zone citizen files. Since you haven't been verified, you still have a chance to revert within three months. Why did you go directly to the Citizen Center to handle your identity verification?"
Silence was her only response.
Not minding her silence, he found that his initial impression of her as distant was completely wrong. Suddenly, a stubborn yet beautiful face flashed through his mind. He was surprised by his own reaction and couldn't help but say, "Regardless of your plans, I advise you to leave the D Zone as soon as possible. It's dangerous here now."
His words carried a weight that seemed to resonate with her; for some reason, he felt she understood his underlying meaning.
"If you're referring to the quarantine wall, I'm well aware."
"Oh? You know—"
Now, his eyes held not just surprise but also a deep curiosity. "Then your elaborate scheme to send Strict Language into the S Institute was premeditated." (To be continued.)
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