[The Fish King is good at "communication," so Consort Song is forced to reason with her.]
When she woke up, her mind was as clean as if someone had hit the reset button, and the coffin lid was sealed tight.
With no strength to shove it open, her only option was to float out.
The Ping An Library clerk: "Th-There's a ghost!"
Watching the flesh fall from the face opposite her, Wei Yu said, "That's a little rude, don't you think?"
She was all about making money and enjoying life, but wound up losing money the moment she entered a dungeon to work.
Still, he was clever, and good-looking, too.
As a temporary worker from outside, fitting into the local NPC family was a problem, but not a big one.
Being sincere was hard. Fighting fire with fire worked just fine!
Wei Yu worked hard to maintain harmonious workplace relationships, both beating up her coworkers and saving them. Then she went to collect a debt from the clever one.
When it was over, Wei Yu was pleased. "Excellent, my sisters."
Ten years of theoretical experience, put into practice in a single day.
On his first dungeon run, Song Jingrang met an unusual NPC and promptly became her favorite.
That was only natural, considering she gave him not only [a rose of love], but a sister, too.
He became the magpie bridge bringing together the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, sisters' edition.
Later, Song Jingrang smiled. "Excellent, my sisters."
Wei Yu wasn't really called Wei Yu. She didn't care about names.
Until one day, when she took up the identity of a player and needed a name.
Song Jingrang's words came back to her: "After all, how many can truly catch a deer? Who knows that all day long, they dream of being a fish?"
Looking at the "stranger" who had come to his door,
Song Jingrang murmured in a daze, "It's an illusion. I really have gone mad."
Wei Yu pushed past him and headed straight inside. "Hot pot, barbecue, dumplings, roast duck, milk tea. Pick whatever else you like."
Song Jingrang looked at the face that seemed so at odds with her personality and began to question himself.
"Well, you certainly have an appetite."
#Help, what's this ancestral secret recipe for heroes leaping from cracks in rocks?#
#Wait, I saw this little sister decades ago#
#Mom, come quick! The vote you thought was dead is alive again!!#
Song Jingrang was determined to switch up his role, but never forgot to look after his partner.
"Can't be helped. I'm clever, good-looking, and lucky, so of course you'll be patient with me, right, big sis?"
"Big sis, look at me. I refuse to believe your eyes are empty."
"Big sis, big sis, do you love me like this? No, no, I mean you love me no matter what I'm like!"
At first, whenever Wei Yu heard him deliberately put on a coquettish voice and call her "big sis," her hands itched to hit him. Later, when she stopped hearing it, her heart began to itch.
The day "Advent" arrived, a calamity shattered the peace of the entire Blue Star.
It did no evil, but a game that toyed with life and death and amplified selfish desires was evil enough to ordinary people.
Yet the game was also a sliver of hope bestowed by an existence "above it all."
"Do you want to change the outcome of your annihilation?"
"Welcome, victors, to the new world."
A new world?
This was already her new world.
[Modern alternate universe / plot-focused dungeons / dungeon and romance plots run largely in parallel]
[This is my first time writing this kind of story, so please go easy on me. Gentle criticism only, and give me a chance to grow. Thank you!]
Theme: Find a new world and arrive in it
