Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?
Chapter 302 - 253: Various Indescribable Images Pour into Mind_2

Chapter 302: Chapter 253: Various Indescribable Images Pour into Mind_2

But when looking at her, his gaze was always cold.

Even at the very last step, she couldn’t see desire in his eyes, no impulse, no burning light. What she saw was only the helplessness of "being forced to act," and some inexplicable regret, along with a strange struggle and conflict.

Helpless about what? Regretting what? Conflicted over what?

Is it helplessness about her bad personality? Regret over her lousy skills? Conflict over her pretentiousness beneath which lies awkwardness?

Thinking of this, Minmin’s hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

She couldn’t understand and didn’t want to think about it anymore.

That intense gaze didn’t exist, and so be it.

She didn’t need it.

She had her own goals, her own missions...

"Sister." Yin Zhi’en’s voice came from beside her.

"Don’t call me sister." Minmin furrowed her brow, speaking coldly.

"Oh." Yin Zhi’en fell silent, feeling the aura around her wasn’t right, as if she was about to freeze the ground around them.

Minmin glanced at the time, "If there’s no progress in 30 minutes, I’ll retreat."

"Huh? Oh..."

Yin Zhi’en lifted his legs, trying to take a step away from Minmin, but ended up slipping on something underneath his foot and falling backward.

In a panic, he extended his hand to support himself, his palm pressing into something soft and sticky with a "squelch" sound.

Yin Zhi’en: (╬⁽⁽⁰⁾⁾Д⁽⁽⁰⁾⁾)!

"...Poop?!"

He hurriedly lifted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, seeing a yellow lump sticking to his palm.

"Luckily, it’s just a squashed roasted sweet potato..." This thought had barely crossed his mind when Yin Zhi’en inhaled sharply again, "No, even if it’s a roasted sweet potato, it’s still gross. Who’s so inconsiderate to throw roasted sweet potatoes in the garbage pile, and why eat roasted sweet potatoes in the middle of summer?!"

While complaining, a long stick suddenly appeared in front of Yin Zhi’en.

Minmin nudged him away with a stick and squatted beside the pile of roasted sweet potatoes, examining a circular protrusion on the ground.

She poked the protrusion with the stick in her hand.

With a "click," it sounded like a switch was triggered.

Immediately, the whole garbage pile started shaking, flipping over like the massive scoop of an excavator underground.

In an instant, Yin Zhi’en and Minmin were both swept underground.

Wen Nan stood by the phone booth, watching the scene from afar, just as he was about to step forward, his phone vibrated, followed by a message from Minmin—

[We’ve entered, no danger, everything’s smooth, don’t leave the safety area of the blood donation van!]

Putting away the phone, Wen Nan smiled wryly.

"What’s wrong, want to go take a look?" Guan Ailin nervously looked towards the garbage pile.

Wen Nan shook his head, "It’s nothing, just wait."

They waited for a whole night.

No more commotion near the garbage pile, occasionally Minmin sent one or two messages saying they were delving deeper into some underground lair; after that, the signal was lost and no more messages came.

The night deepened, continuing to stand in front of the deserted dormitory was meaningless.

Wen Nan led Guan Ailin back to the blood donation van.

The layout inside the van was not much different from a typical blood donation vehicle, with a workstation and reclining chairs, but no medical equipment in sight. At first glance, it didn’t look like a blood donation vehicle, but rather more like a camper for living.

Wen Nan surveyed the interior and had a thought, "Erin, join me in searching for something?"

Guan Ailin was curiously examining an old thermos on the van and looked up at Wen Nan when she heard the words, "Searching for what?"

"Faction cards, similar to the one inside you," Wen Nan replied.

Guan Ailin’s face turned red; she had almost forgotten about this matter. Now that it was brought up again, an unusual feeling surged through her. She couldn’t help but pinch her thigh and replied softly, "Got it, I’ll take a look."

The blood donation van wasn’t big, and every storage space was turned upside down by Wen Nan and Guan Ailin, yet they found no sign of faction card insertion.

By the third search, dawn had already broken.

Wen Nan pulled open a small drawer for the third time, closed it again, and finally gave up, confirming that no faction cards were in the van.

This place, naturally concealed, would instinctively be overlooked by passers-by, making it a perfect spot to hide faction cards.

If they didn’t use this spot, then where did Minmin insert her faction card? Could she have inserted it in herself? She’s not Guan Ailin and doesn’t have the building attribute, so it’s impossible to hide a faction card, right?

Wen Nan pondered over it endlessly, lost deep in thought when a shadow approached from behind.

Soft flesh pressed against his back as Guan Ailin wrapped her arms around Wen Nan’s waist, whispering softly into his ear:

"Only three hours left until the first main quest ends, Ye Jiu player, when exactly will you enter the refresh point?"

Wen Nan was stunned, then smiled.

If the system had urged him for settlement in the previous instances like it was now, he would undoubtedly have been the first to finish every time, never the one to return at the last minute.

As he thought this, Guan Ailin urged again: "Aren’t you going to settle? That faction card, if soaked for too long, might get damaged..."

It’s a crucial identity prop; how could it be damaged so easily?

But Wen Nan graciously accepted Guan Ailin’s lie, turned around, wrapped his arms around her hips, lifted her, and placed her onto the workstation nearby.

Guan Ailin gasped softly, instinctively coiling her legs around Wen Nan’s waist, her arms encircling his neck.

Wen Nan leaned forward, kissing her slightly cool, smooth cheek while activating the refresh point.

As a soft gasp escaped from Guan Ailin’s throat, a system prompt sounded in Wen Nan’s mind—

[Now entering the main task settlement time...]

[All players, please take your positions]

[Player Ye Jiu, please confirm your identity]

Wen Nan watched the faintly shimmering golden light at the center of the "refresh point," his abdominal muscles tensed as he pressed the [Confirm] button.

Amid Guan Ailin’s subtle trembling, he saw the screen panel jump—

[Player Ye Jiu, the settlement for this main task is as follows:

Completion Status: Completed;

Task Score: 100 points;

Task Rating: Excellent;

Extra Reward: Content Determination Card (Single Use);

Live Room Popularity Settlement: 62,756 Gold Coins;

Live Room Opening Settlement: Pending (Involving the unlocking of identity faction information, will be settled upon mission clearance);

Live Room Award Settlement: 19,627 Gold Coins;

Account Balance: 1,083,629 Gold Coins.]

Unsurprisingly, Wen Nan received a perfect score and an excellent rating this time.

However, the expected high-level prize pool draw was not awarded; instead, the system gave him an extra reward, which was a Content Determination Card.

What is it for?

As he wondered, a bright yellow card flew in front of him.

On the top of the card, a line of words was written— Guest, whatever position you want, we can satisfy you.

Wen Nan: ?

Is this card legitimate?

Just as he was pondering, a details page popped up from the card—

9527: [This Content Determination Card is applicable to any task involving multiple player participation.

At the initiation of the task, using this Determination Card, you will have one independent choice of task content.

Note: For tasks involving competition or cooperation among multiple players, the task content you choose will similarly apply to your opponents or teammates.]

Looking at the card’s introduction, Wen Nan fell into deep thought.

So, the next main task, whatever’s to be done, he has the final say?

Wen Nan couldn’t help but let a smile tug at his lips.

In an instant, various indescribable scenes surged into his mind.

The stage left to him suddenly became incredibly vast!