Zongman: Flandre's Room at the Beginning

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: Not bad, at least I know a little bit about the Zerg's characteristics. Starting from the third round, there are Zerg that can absorb magic power.]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: No, huh? You made it to the third round?]

[(Gensokyo) Traveler No. 2: Just how weak do you think I am...]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: Rather than this, would you like to try the Trial Realm as a newbie?]

[(Magic Brigade) Irena: You get one free chance every day. It would be a waste if you don't try it.]

[(Battle) Itsuka Shiori: Um... I guess I should just give up, right? Haha.]

[(Sword) Kiritani Kazuko: Don't say that. At least give it a try. You don't have to challenge the first few difficulties.]

[(Group Leader) Yan Yanyan: Go ahead and give it a try. After all, if you die, the trial will just end, so it won't have any impact.]

[(Battle) Itsuka Shiori: Ahahaha...]

Gensokyo, the village of the human world.

Wang Lin customized special bracelets for several girls, which could be used to enter the affiliated games of the chat group.

The benefits are huge and the disadvantages are almost non-existent. In other words, the only disadvantage is that there is no anti-addiction measure, which may cause people to treat games as reality.

Not long after experiencing the game, Nagisa Furukawa, the oldest among the group, raised a question.

"Wang Linjun, why do the people inside only repeat a few sentences?"

"Well... after all, they're just game NPCs. They just need to serve as guides. There's no need for much interaction."

"Are they really just NPCs? They all look like real people."

"Oh, if you're talking about that, they are indeed living people, but they only have shells, without souls. Don't worry, they are all made by me."

Nagisa Furukawa nodded as if she understood, and looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Wang Lin didn't ask. He let her say whatever she wanted to say. If she didn't want to say it, then forget it. There was no need to rush.

"Wang Linjun, what exactly is the price?"

"Don't you already know that?"

Hearing this, Furukawa Nagisa turned her head to look at the person next to her, then slowly leaned towards him.

"But this... can it really be considered a price? I feel like I haven't lost anything, but I've gained a lot."

"As for the price, it doesn't necessarily mean you have to lose something. The most important thing is what the person who wants you to pay the price thinks."

"Um..."

"Hey! You two, stop sitting there. It's getting colder now. Be careful, Nagisa, you might catch a cold again, okay?"

!!!

The sudden sound scared Furukawa Nagisa so much that she quickly stood up, bowed slightly, and ran towards Fujibayashi An.

"Really, Nagisa, you're older than all of us, why are you still shy?"

"Well..."

Watching the two people gradually going away, Wang Lin watched them return home.

As soon as I turned around, a small face came right up to me.

A girl with short blue hair and red and blue eyes was standing very close behind him, making faces and sticking out her tongue at him.

"Good evening, Xiaosan. Why are you still here at this hour?"

Finding that his actions did not scare Wang Lin, Duoduoliang Xiaosan puffed up his lips, but soon regained his smile and spoke to Wang Lin with full energy.

"I'm here to do some shopping! Master Bai Lian will be cooking for us tonight, right?"

"..."

Holy White Lotus...cooking?

Well, after all, I have lived for more than a thousand years, so it should be... okay, right?

With a somewhat unnatural expression, Wang Lin said some encouraging words, then touched her head as usual, and just as he was about to leave...

"Wang Lin, do you want to come with us? Master Bai Lian will definitely welcome you."

"Okay, since you've invited me, I'm definitely going!"

The result was that on the way to Minglian Temple, Duoduoliang Xiaosan kept holding one of Wang Lin's arms. To ordinary people, they probably looked like a couple.

But...at least looking at Xiaosan's expression, she doesn't care about this kind of thing.

Maybe this was a subconscious gesture on her part to show intimacy?

This thought continued until they arrived at Meiren Temple and dissipated as they stepped onto the stairs.

Because when Duoduoliang Xiaosan saw Murasa Mizumitsu not far away, she let go of her hand in a hurry.

"Xiaosan is back! Eh? Wang Lin? Why are you here too?"

"Hey! Good evening, Shuimi. Xiaosan invited me to come over for dinner. Will I disturb you?"

"Xiaosan? Oh~~! No, no, how could that be possible? Come in quickly, Master Bailian is already waiting, and there are quite a lot of people here today."

"Huh? Who else?"

Murasa Mizutsu didn't say it directly, maintaining a sense of mystery, and then led the two of them into Myouren Temple.

The moment he arrived at the cafeteria, Wang Lin also saw some people who should not be here.

But this didn't surprise him much.

After all, a lot of things have happened in this world, so it is not difficult to understand any kind of accidents that may occur.

"Oh? So Wang Lin will come here today?"

"No, I was invited by Xiaosan just now. I didn't expect you to be here too, Luo Tianyi."

"Is everyone Luo Tianyi?"

"It's just a joke, Queen Qing'e."

The person talking to him was a girl who looked very similar to Luo Tianyi. She was an immortal, or rather an evil immortal.

"Hehe~! Mr. Wang Lin really knows how to joke, just like when he inexplicably gave Qing'e a surname when they first met."

"Well... it's a little different from what I knew. I'm really sorry for what happened last time."

"It's okay, it's okay. The surname Huo doesn't sound bad either. Let's just call him that from now on."

As she spoke, Queen Qing'e floated over here and circled around Wang Lin.

"Qing'e is very interested in you. When can you let me study you?"

"Next time, definitely next time."

"cut!"

She smacked her lips as if she was a little unhappy, and Huo Qing'e instantly returned to her original position.

"Huh? Son of God, why are you all looking at me?"

"It's okay... Wang Lin, since you're here, just find a place to sit down."

There was no flaw in his expression as Feng Conger Shenzi changed the subject.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mononobe Futo moved to the side and patted the stool next to him.

"Thanks, Budu, but is Tu Zigu okay?"

"It's okay! Tu Zigu wouldn't care, right?"

As he spoke, Mononobe Futo nudged Soga no Tsuchikoko and received a roll of the eyes in return.

"Don't worry about me."

After receiving the accurate reply, Wang Lin was no longer polite and sat directly between the two of them, waiting for Saint Bailian's dinner.

Not long after, all the food was brought out, and Duoduoliang Xiaosan came trotting over with the last dish.

"Chicken soup is here~!"