Gensokyo, a Minecraft template, starting experience from plucking flower fields.

Marisa was on the verge of tears; was she going to die here today?

Swallowing hard, Marisa said tremblingly:

"Would you believe me if I said I just came to borrow a book?"

"Hehehe."

Patchouli sneered, waving her arms, and all the wind blades floating around her shot out, hurtling towards Marisa.

"Ah! Help!"

Marisa screamed and turned to run, but the opponent's attack range was too large, and she had nowhere to hide.

She closed her eyes; she had resigned herself to her fate.

The expected pain failed to come, and Marisa opened her eyes in confusion, only to find Bai An standing in front of her at some point.

Countless wind blades were blocked by a solid black wall.

Marisa's wet eyes seemed to be looking at a god.

Gensokyo: Chapter 39 Girl, you're showing too much skin!

"Who the hell are you!"

Seeing the boy who easily blocked her attack, and the green-haired woman beside him radiating invisible pressure, Patchouli's expression gradually became serious.

Although she didn't go for the kill, the fact that she managed to easily block the attack from the man in black and white at that moment is enough to prove that he is no ordinary person.

Faced with the familiar question, Bai An suddenly remembered a line from a movie, his eyes lit up, and he quickly gestured for Kazami Yuuka to come closer, then whispered it in her ear.

Kazami Yuuka froze for a moment, then her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

He gritted his teeth, as if making a difficult decision.

Bai An snapped out of his daze, coughed twice at the ready-to-fight Pamulley, and put on a serious expression.

"Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you: to prevent the world from being spat on, to prevent Gensokyo from being destroyed, and to maintain the peace of Gensokyo, through???"

Before he could finish speaking, a fireball suddenly slammed down, interrupting Bai An's next lines.

"Cough cough..."

Patchouli's face flushed red as she glared fiercely at Bai An, gritting her teeth as she said, "You bastard, if you keep messing with me, believe me, I won't be polite to you."

He just wanted to say a line, why is he so angry?

Bai An felt somewhat helpless, while glancing at Kazami Yuuka beside him with a strange look.

I had a feeling that when Kazami's lines were interrupted by the opponent's flames, he was both happy and relieved.

Not noticing anything amiss, he turned around and looked at Patchouli.

"Give up. You can see it yourself, you can't beat us."

Seeing Bai An's confident expression, Patchouli laughed in exasperation and mocked:

"Really? Then I'm going to give it a try today."

After saying that, Patchouli clasped her hands together, her lips moved slightly, and she chanted an obscure incantation.

Dozens of magic circles floated in mid-air, surrounded by a silvery light, as dazzling as a galaxy.

Wind blades, ice spikes, fireballs—countless attacks came crashing down, instantly filling the once spacious library with a dense barrage of attacks.

Faced with the overwhelming attack, Bai An remained calm and composed. He drew his ultimate sword, his eyes narrowed, and in an instant, everything seemed to play out in slow motion.

The trajectories of countless moves are clearly visible.

With a slight tap of his toes, his entire body rose into the air, sword light flashing, as if strolling leisurely, he forcefully shattered all the magic circles with his sword.

Seeing how easily her opponent had broken through her moves, Patchouli's pupils constricted slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Marisa, standing to the side, blushed with excitement and shouted:

"Bai An, you're so handsome, absolutely amazing!"

"Just average."

Hearing Marisa's undisguised words, Bai An's expression turned slightly awkward.

Bai An put the final sword back into his backpack and came to Patchouli.

"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."

Patchouli was pale, her fists clenched, and she closed her eyes, feeling hopeless.

The expected death did not come; the next moment, I was suddenly flicked on the forehead.

She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at the boy in front of her.

“When did we say we were going to kill you? Kazami and I were just passing through. Of course, I don’t know about the Black and White gang over there.”

Bai An helplessly shrugged and pointed to Marisa in the distance.

"Then what are you doing at the Scarlet Devil Mansion?"

Patchouli believed Bai An's words. After all, the difference in strength between them was too great, and there was no need for her to lie to herself.

"The red fog in the sky outside, that's what you created, isn't it? We're here to fix it."

Bai An tried his best to look upwards, fixing his gaze on the girl's face.

Patchouli searched her memory and realized that D Night and the others were indeed planning something big soon.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, the red mist was indeed released by the Scarlet Devil Mansion, but it won't harm your body. At most, it will only block the sunlight from the sky."

Bai An pondered for a moment. Disliking sunlight and the decorations here, she could roughly guess that her new neighbors might be vampires.

"Then could you remove this red mist?"

He asked tentatively, since the red mist was almost spreading over his farmland and sunflower fields.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so proactive in resolving the anomaly.

"No, I didn't release this red mist. Only the caster can take it back personally. I can take you to find Remy and the others."

Patchouli shook her head. Judging from the opponent's strength, no matter what Remi and the others wanted to do, it was impossible for them to succeed.

It's better to give up early to avoid getting into trouble.

"What's wrong?"

Just as Patchouli was about to lead the other person away, she noticed that the other person paused and looked at her with a strange expression.

After thinking for a moment, Bai An finally decided to tell the truth.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly:

"I feel that even at home, when there are outsiders present, it's best not to be so open."

"What?"

Patchouli paused, not understanding the meaning behind Bai An's words.

Bai An sighed and patiently explained:

"It's getting cold now, so please make sure to keep warm and don't dress so lightly."

Patchouli was still somewhat bewildered.

Seeing that the other party still didn't understand, he decided not to beat around the bush anymore.

"Girl, you've exposed yourself!"

"what!?"

Bai An's words struck Patchouli like a bolt from the blue.

Because there are no males in the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and besides her and the little devil, only Miss D-Night usually comes down to the basement.

So, for convenience, she usually just throws on a nightgown over her basic clothes.

The fight just now not only caused her fluffy pajamas to fall off, revealing her underwear, but also caused her shoulder straps to slip down so much that her breasts almost jumped out.

"Mmm! Waaah!"

Patchouli was filled with shame and indignation. She quickly raised her hand to cover her chest and squatted down.

The heat wave instantly shot from her feet to the top of her head, making it difficult for Patchouli to breathe. Overwhelmed by shame, she collapsed to the ground.

Bai An's expression froze instantly. Was this some kind of staged accident?

He quickly turned around and looked at Kazami Yuuka. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she wasn't looking at him strangely.

Marisa also came over and tentatively poked the other person. Finding no response, she turned to Bai An and said:

She's fainted!

"Is not this nonsensical?"

A tic-tac-toe mark appeared on Bai An's forehead. He then pulled out a healing potion from his backpack and used it on Patchouli.

Any injury to the body can be healed with medication.

However, after a long while, Patchouli still hadn't woken up.

Bai An frowned. If the medicine wasn't working, then it wasn't a physical problem. He didn't have any milk in his backpack.

Milk, in the context of MC properties, can eliminate all negative effects.

Looking at the unconscious Patchouli, Bai An was somewhat troubled, as he still needed her to guide them.

After thinking it over, there was only one way. He turned to look at Marisa.

"Marisa, go and give her CPR."

"what?"

Marisa stared wide-eyed at Bai An in disbelief.

"If you don't go, do you expect me and Kazami to go? You're the only one suitable here."

Bai An said this as a matter of course.

Marisa hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip, leaned down, placed her hands on Patchouli's soft breasts, and brought her small mouth close to Patchouli's lips.