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“Mian Fei, has Master given you any other instructions besides that?” Song Lan suddenly asked.
“Ah?” The question caught me off guard, leaving me puzzled for quite a while. “Instructions? About what?”
The two Daoists exchanged thoughtful glances.
“For instance, if you truly encounter someone you admire and manage to secure them… afterward, will you bring them back to the other realm to live, or will you spend your remaining days here together?” Xiao Xingchen inquired.
“Uh?” I was taken aback. “No, Master hasn’t mentioned anything about that…” Why would they ask such a strange question about something that hasn’t even begun?
“Mian Fei, while Master is in deep slumber, has she mentioned when she might awaken? And how would you know whether Master has awakened or not?” Song Lan pressed.
“Well, when Master gathers enough strength, she will naturally awaken…” Unable to grasp the intent behind his question, I could only respond cautiously. “Um, Master left a mark within me that allows us to sense each other’s presence. If anything unusual happens to her, I’ll be able to know immediately.”
“A mark?”
“Yes. Conversely, if I were to accidentally die outside, Master could also use this mark to find me and retrieve my body.”
I was referring to the interface. After all, according to typical game logic, this interface serves as the communication pathway between the system and the player. Although it cannot interact, this is currently the only connection I have with the system; for now, I’ll consider it as the Main System (Anyeah) being unresponsive while in sleep mode.
“So, can you sense Master’s presence right now?”
“Mm, she remains completely still in her slumber.”
At this, Song Lan and Xu Ran furrowed their brows tightly, exchanging strange looks with Xiao Xingchen.
“Um… what’s wrong?” I couldn’t help but ask them with curiosity.
“Has there ever been a time when you were allowed to leave the boundary alone because Master was in a deep sleep?” Song Lan asked solemnly.
“Uh… no, never,” I replied, shaking my head in confusion.
It was strange; why had the conversation suddenly shifted to this topic? Were they genuinely curious about the Anyeah Sealed Realm, or were they probing for something? No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't figure it out. I could only tread carefully, taking things one step at a time and responding as best as I could.
“Then, if Master remains asleep, have you thought about what your plans would be?” Xiao Xingchen asked softly. “Once the trial is over, will you be able to return to the other realm on your own?”
“Huh?” I was taken aback. “No, I don’t have the ability to open a portal, and Master hasn’t taught me any related skills… But as long as the mark is still there, I believe Master will wake up again and restart the illusion one day. After all, I still don’t even know what my main task here is. Maybe by the time I finally figure out what I need to do, Master will have woken up already!”
After all, I truly had no idea what my primary mission was here, so I couldn’t guarantee anything.
“I see…” Song Lan and Xiao Xingchen exchanged glances discreetly.
“Excuse me… is there something wrong?” I asked. Had I inadvertently revealed something?
I replayed our earlier conversation in my mind but couldn’t find anything amiss. It was impossible to deduce their sudden roundabout questioning and its purpose.
“No, nothing at all. Don’t mind us…” They both denied it in unison. “We were just curious.”
I looked at them suspiciously.
Their strange attitude made it hard not to be concerned.
Though I didn’t understand what was going on, they didn’t press further with other questions. I felt it best not to say anything more and pretended everything was normal, temporarily pushing this bizarre situation out of my mind.
"Xiaohua, did you really want to give that token to Master Song back then?"
On this day, the Daoist and his companions were out for their usual night hunt, but due to the snowfall, A-Qing and I stayed in the Demon Suppression Cave to study and play around.
"Huh?" Upon hearing the question, I couldn't help but feel exasperated. "Seriously, are you still thinking about that? I already said that the pendant is damaged and not suitable for giving away. It was just a joke at the time, and didn’t the Daoist refuse it anyway?"
"...It's just that I'm too concerned about worldly norms..." A-Qing murmured something under her breath before continuing, "So, if the Daoist had actually accepted it back then, would you have given it?"
"Uh?" I paused for a moment, unable to help but scratch my face as I mumbled, "Well... it wouldn't have been so bad..."
Thinking about it carefully, Master Song is indeed quite handsome and strong. Although he doesn't like to interact with others much, that isn't really a big issue.
If I could actually get involved with him, that would be a gain for me!
"Regardless of everything, Master Song has treated me well..." although it felt more like an elder caring for a younger one.
Wait a minute, does this count as fulfilling what A-Qing said about "whoever treats me kindly will have my favor"?
Or is this what they call "all principles are meaningless in front of a handsome man"?
Speaking of which, I don't know if it's because I've spent some time with them or if I've been in this world for too long, but I've recently felt my memories becoming somewhat chaotic. The parts of my past life are starting to feel unreal, while the experiences I've had in this illusion are becoming unusually vivid. Even those nonsensical bits seem to be deeply embedded in my mind like self-hypnosis, as if my consciousness is gradually merging with that of the original owner...
The only thing I can clearly remember is the plot from the original book; those words I once read remain clear as day, almost as if they could transform into reality right before my eyes.
I am unsure whether this change is good or bad, but I do not wish to lose my true self in the process.
Regardless, there are things I must remember and things I absolutely cannot speak of.
"Do you like Master Song?"
A-Qing's question suddenly pulled my drifting thoughts back to reality.
I glanced at her with a faint smile and said, "What’s this? Trying to play matchmaker? Why not admit that you like Daoist Xiao Xingchen first?"
A-Qing froze for a moment, then puffed up her cheeks in embarrassment and annoyance.
"Hmph! So what? I do like Daoist Xiao Xingchen! What’s there to deny? And what about you? Do you like Daoist Song Zichen?"
I sighed helplessly and gave her a light tap on the head.
"Wake up! Love-struck fool. My feelings for Master Song are more about gratitude; they’re different from your feelings for Daoist Xiao Xingchen and shouldn’t be confused."
Indeed, if there were no romantic intentions, it would be best not to casually involve others. After all, approaching someone’s feelings with a playful mindset feels quite disrespectful.
Moreover, for someone with social anxiety, it’s often easier and more comfortable to be alone than to be entangled with others.
At least, I have no intention of disrupting the stability I currently have.
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