Sacred Souls: Genesis
Chapter 295 - Chapter 295 Chapter 285 The Cunning Merchant Miss

Chapter 295: Chapter 285: The Cunning Merchant Miss Chapter 295: Chapter 285: The Cunning Merchant Miss The death of the Apocalypse Dragon didn’t bring Mo Shigui much of a surprise.

Although their guild’s contribution ranking placed second and the rewards were very generous… Mo Shigui’s equipment crafting had already reached the perfect level.

He considered it the most perfect level, no matter what powerful Special Equipment the Apocalypse Dragon dropped, it couldn’t stir any waves in Mo Shigui’s heart.

That was the case for most players of the Leap of the Nucleus, only a small portion who hadn’t yet acquired their desired Special Equipment felt joy due to the gear produced by the Apocalypse Dragon.

After Mo Shigui casually distributed the equipment dropped by the Apocalypse Dragon, along with a small number of Special Items, he didn’t even look at the effects of those Special Items before he headed straight back to the Biland Island stronghold.

His Fureya was quietly standing next to the tree hole, waiting for his return.

“Holy Spirit, you’ve returned?”

Fureya’s originally somewhat dejected expression brightened up upon seeing Mo Shigui’s arrival.

“There are still twenty hours left.” Mo Shigui kept track of time even during combat.

The longer the Apocalypse Dragon raid went on, the shorter the time his Fureya could play in reality.

Luckily, the first world-class monster wasn’t too strong, and the major guilds joined forces to easily defeat it.

Guider by Mo Shigui, Fureya cautiously followed behind him, but when she arrived at the portal’s entrance, she seemed a bit scared.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Shigui had already gone through the portal to the other side of the inner world.

“Holy Spirit… Can you hold my hand?”

Although Fureya was looking forward to visiting the world of the Holy Spirits, she felt somewhat scared at the prospect of actually heading to the world of the Holy Spirits.

The world of the Holy Spirits was just too big, and she feared she might get lost.

Mo Shigui was silent for a moment; all the players of Leap of the Nucleus had returned from the battlefield of the Apocalypse Dragon.

Fluffy Rabbit and Lazy, who had both returned with Mo Shigui, exchanged rather strange glances when they heard Fureya’s request, knowing that Mo Shigui had a girlfriend in reality!

“If it’s not okay…” Fureya, sensing Mo Shigui’s hesitation, thought her excessive request might have offended the Holy Spirit.

Mo Shigui fetched a rope from his backpack, tied one end to Fureya’s wrist, and the other end to his own.

“This should be fine,” Mo Shigui said, giving a gentle tug on his own wrist that was tied with the rope to Fureya.

“Guild Leader, you’re not romantic at all like this!” Fluffy Rabbit looked at Mo Shigui’s extremely straightforward solution incredulously. Shouldn’t a normal man just go ahead and hold Fureya’s hand directly?

“You iron blockhead, if our guild leader were seen holding hands with Fureya at New World Plaza by his sister-in-law, then who would take on the role of his real-life wife?”

Lazy wasn’t stirring things up without thought. She knew Mo Shigui’s girlfriend in reality… and was clear that what belongs to the game stays in the game, and what belongs to reality stays in reality.

If he didn’t have a girlfriend, there would be nothing wrong with having Fureya as a wife in the game, but Mo Shigui was a dedicated and good man, who couldn’t treat the game’s Fureya as his lover, treating her at most like a daughter.

“Hmm.”

Fureya glanced at the rope on her wrist. A flicker of disappointment flashed in her eyes but was quickly replaced by a smile.

In full view of the other players of Leap of the Nucleus, Mo Shigui led Fureya into the inner world.

The street stalls in the inner world were still there, and Mo Shigui bought Fureya an ice cream and handed it to her.

This ice cream could restore five percent of HP, and though Mo Shigui wasn’t sure if it had any flavor, Fureya’s affection and happiness were visibly increasing as she received the ice cream.

“Frozen milk?” Fureya looked at the ice cream in her hand, a food she had never seen before.

“You’ll know when you eat it,” Mo Shigui said.

Fureya opened her mouth slightly wanting to take a bite, but Mo Shigui stopped Fureya from eating it so… aggressively.

“Like this!” Mo Shigui, somewhat speechlessly, bought another ice cream and demostrated by licking it, and Fureya followed suit, sticking out her tongue to gently lick the ice cream.

From Fureya’s expression, the ice cream must have tasted good, as she started to slowly lick it up bit by bit, much like a cat that’s wary of the cold but insists on enjoying ice cream.

‘Your Fureya is currently in a state of excitement; her lively personality +1.’

This notification popped up in Mo Shigui’s vision, accompanied by an ID he didn’t really want to see at the moment–Yin Hui.

“Coach Song, am I interrupting your date?” Yin Hui waved as he approached Mo Shigui.

“Just cultivating a game character, you know how Fureya’s blessings can also enhance a character’s stats after accumulating them,” Mo Shigui replied without a leak.

Fureya’s various permanent blessings were indeed very important to players, especially the one that boosted experience gain, the highest level of which could provide an additional fifteen percent experience gain.

“Would you mind if I discuss something with you right now, Coach Song?” Yin Hui asked.

Mind…

Of course, Mo Shigui wouldn’t say that to his boss.

“Is it about the new map update posted on the official website? Or is it about the rumors on the forums related to joining the Oblivion Legion and the need to sacrifice Fureya?” Mo Shigui guessed the purpose of Yin Hui’s chat.

“President Yin said Coach Song has a deeper understanding of the game than me. I’ve called you here to discuss a few things–the first is that Xiaowen has indeed shown improvement in physical fitness, and the second is that Holy Spirit, the game, might be more powerful than I had anticipated,” President Yin added.

“What do you mean?”

Mo Shigui glanced at Fureya who had finished her ice cream, with a face that read ‘I want more’, and directly spent another silver coin to buy her a new one.

“Look at this news,” President Yin sent a link to Mo Shigui.

Mo Shigui opened it using the Tiangong web browsing tool. The time was two in the morning, and the article had been published just before two, yet it had already been pushed to the top of the headlines.

The news was about “Coma patient awakens after two years, significant efficacy from biotech healing pods?”

“What does this have to do with Holy Spirit?” Mo Shigui asked, puzzled.

“Look at the photo of the patient.”

President Yin sent another screenshot to Mo Shigui. The image was of a frail, black-haired female lying in a hospital bed. Despite her emaciated appearance, Mo Shigui recognized her in-game character at a glance.

“That scammer?”

Mo Shigui had not imagined that someone in the world would use their real appearance as their game character, but she certainly had the confidence in her looks to do so, as she was indeed very attractive in real life.

“Scammer? Quite an appropriate nickname.”

“Does the media claiming the healing pod’s miracle have anything to do with Holy Spirit? What surprises me is that she could log into the game in such a state… and play so well,” Mo Shigui began to admire this scammer.

Healing pods had been rumored to exist on the market for some time but were still in the early stages of development… This biotech healing pod was likely just a clinical trial version.

“She has been lying in it for two years, but only woke up today, and this patient happens to look extremely similar to a well-known player in Holy Spirit.”

“What exactly are you trying to say, President Yin?”

“I have nothing specific to say. I just wanted to chat with someone about some trivial discoveries I’ve made, as well as the remarkable fitness benefit of Holy Spirit. Coach Song, if you have any friends who like to exercise, let them try to grab an activation slot in Holy Spirit!”

After giving Mo Shigui’s shoulder a light pat, President Yin whispered to him…

“I won’t disturb your date with your Fureya.”

Mo Shigui watched President Yin’s retreating figure. He felt torn–on one hand, he wished his girlfriend could join him in playing Holy Spirit, but deep down, he didn’t want anyone to interrupt his time with Fureya.

“Holy Spirit?”

“Eating too much of this can cause a stomachache. We’ve got twenty hours. Let’s go watch a movie to kill time,” Mo Shigui said. He wasn’t sure if this puppet had a stomach or not, but she could cry, laugh, bleed, get sick–just like a real person.

……

At nine in the morning, Jiang Qiao, unusually, was having another barbecue party with Hai Lan in his room.

The TV was playing a headline news story. It was about–what else?–the coma patient who had awakened after two years.

Hai Lan was fighting over fatty pork with Jiang Qiao with her chopsticks when she suddenly caught sight of the main character on the TV–namely, the patient lying on the hospital bed, looking confused and frightened.

“She… isn’t she that… that…”

“Scammer?”

Jiang Qiao knew Hai Lan would recognize her because the scammer’s appearance in real life was identical to her game avatar, even down to the hair color.

“Right! Miss Scammer. Has the abyssal infection not cleared up from her yet?” Hai Lan seemed to think that the abyss was the reason she was currently lying in a hospital bed.

“It cleared up long ago, but Miss Scammer has more troubles than just that,” Jiang Qiao said, holding chopsticks in one hand and continuously tapping on his phone with the other as if sending messages.

“What other troubles?” Hai Lan appeared slightly anxious, simply because she was a Holy Spirit player.

“Debts. Her family’s business ran into some problems, her parents ended up in jail, and her treatment requires a high sum of money, so Miss Scammer has only been playing the game for one reason,” Jiang Qiao said softly.

“What reason?”

“To pay the internet bill.”

Jiang Qiao kept editing his message while talking to Hai Lan.

The scammer, who had always been fearless in making money in the game, showed helplessness and panic in real life.

Because in the real world, there were no familiar places for her, and compared to real-world people, she seemed more like a true Holy Spirit–the real world was a foreign place to her.

Without friends, without a place to live, surrounded by a host of little monsters called reporters, all wanting to scrape more news and money off her.

“Is there a way to help her? What have you been doing just now?”

“With Miss Scammer’s pride, she would never allow us to help pay off her debts, and we don’t have the money to help her with that, but there’s a small favor I can still do,” Jiang Qiao sent out the message after finishing the edits, to the Holy Spirit gossip group.

“A small favor?”

“To stop those reporters from bothering her. One headline story is enough,” Jiang Qiao said.

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