Lin Hao suddenly lay on the excessively soft bed, his eyes listlessly watching the chandelier on the ceiling.
He didn't know how long it had been since he had lain on a bed so peacefully.
Because the sunlight streaming into the room was too bright to see clearly, Lin Hao shielded his eyes with his arm.
Now, Elfa, who was beside him, saw that the King had already lain down on the bed. He turned around and quietly withdrew from the room, then gently closed the door.
Elfa walked down the corridor for an unknown duration before seeing Xier, Ruila, and that dispensable fish sitting on the sofa in the living room.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Xier knew without turning around that it was her boring childhood friend. After all, no one walked like him, as if every effort, distance, and sound were precisely measured.
He was like a robot, utterly uninteresting.
"Your Majesty, are you asleep?" Xier asked, without turning her head, her eyes fixed on the television.
Yet, she hadn't absorbed a single word of the content on the screen.
Elfa walked over to the sofa and sat down, looking at Xier. "Mm."
His eyes were fixed on Xier.
Ignoring everything else.
Lan Jia Ruo, sitting not far from Xier, saw this and quickly used his body to block Elfa's line of sight.
He said with a hint of sarcasm, "Commander, why are you looking at my Princess like that?"
As expected.
This dark-faced man liked his Princess!
No.
It couldn't be. His Princess was noble. She belonged to no one. She was like the sun in the sky, bright and beautiful.
Elfa saw the fish blocking his view. His eyes showed no excessive emotion. He turned his head and stopped looking at Xier.
Rila, standing beside Xier, watched everything unfold before her and slowly lowered her head, lost in thought.
Xier, as the female lead, paid no attention to these matters. Her mind was preoccupied with one thing.
The cub, it seemed, did not like this villa.
The cub's face had shown no particular expression of liking.
Perhaps it was unaccustomed to the human way of life.
This villa was built according to human aesthetics, so it was understandable that the cub wouldn't adapt.
So, should she tear down this house and rebuild it?
As Xier thought this, a gleam flashed in her eyes. This seemed like a good decision.
But she would wait. After the winter passed, she would rebuild the house.
'Bang.'
A loud noise from the entrance pulled Xier, who was lost in thought, back to reality.
Disturbed, Xier frowned.
She slowly stood up from the sofa and walked to the entrance, only to see Elfa standing straight at the door.
Beside him lay a broken door.
Dust swirled around from the falling main door.
Seeing this, a hint of confusion flickered across Xier's face. She wondered what Elfa was doing now.
Why had he suddenly demolished the main door?
"Why?" Xier asked Elfa, looking at the broken door on the ground.
Elfa ignored Xier, walked to the broken door, raised his hand, and slowly snapped his fingers.
The fragments on the ground instantly vanished.
If not for the lingering smell of burning, Lan Jia Ruo wouldn't have known what had happened here.
As a royal of the water tribe, he possessed a strong sense for fire-element attacks.
If not for the residual warmth in the air, he wouldn't have believed that this dark-faced man had used a high-level fire spell right in front of him.
No, it shouldn't have been just a fire spell; there was also a teleportation spell.
Because there were no scorch marks left on any of the items, it must have been burned and then teleported elsewhere using a transfer spell.
This dark-faced man was truly straightforward.
Thinking this, Lan Jia Ruo's wariness towards the man before him increased.
Elfa looked at the scorched floor and, finding no traces, nodded slightly, indicating his satisfaction with the result.
"His Majesty dislikes this," Elfa remembered Xier's words and coldly replied to Xier's earlier question.
Upon hearing this, Xier, who had been confused by Elfa's actions, immediately showed approval.
After all, the world revolved around the cub, and the cub was paramount.
If the cub disliked something, smash it. After smashing it, build something the cub liked.
They weren't short on money, anyway.
"Then what kind of thing should we get for His Majesty?" Xier asked Elfa, having understood.
Because of this question, the entire living room fell into contemplation.
They all didn't know what the cub actually liked.
Rila, sitting nearby, glanced at her watch. It was almost noon. The cub would be having lunch soon.
With this thought, Rila quietly withdrew, being careful not to make a sound with her footsteps. When she reached the kitchen, she realized that the eggshells in her storage space were running low.
This meant she could no longer cook for the cub!
Thinking this, Rila felt a damage of a hundred billion points to her heart.
What was the point of her life as an insect if she couldn't cook for the cub?
Flip the table (ﾉꐦ๑´Д`๑)ﾉ彡┻━┻
No!
She had to make a change.
With this in mind, Rila quietly took out her Star Network and began researching recipes. If these foods ran out, she could still make other things for His Majesty.
Yes, it was essentially the same.
Hmm.
Although the cub's current true form was that of an adult, it was still a cub less than three months old.
It should be able to skip the baby food stage directly.
Lin Hao, sleeping soundly on his bed far away, unknowingly escaped a potential disaster.
A while later, Rila prepared a cup of milk and brought it to Lin Hao's room. She gently knocked and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."
Lin Hao, who had been wondering why the room was so beautiful, couldn't escape the gentle embrace of the bed and had fallen asleep in no time.
He had even fallen asleep without a blanket.
Hearing Rila's voice, Lin Hao opened his eyes in a daze. Realizing this was not a cave, his mind instantly cleared.
Once his eyes were fully open, he saw that this was his new bedroom. He was startled, thinking he had returned to the original place.
It was just that this place was too similar to that place.
The same main door, the same chandelier.
Only the person he longed for was missing.
Alas ╯﹏╰
Lin Hao sat up, tidied his hair and clothes, and said to the door, "Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, Rila pushed the door open and entered, holding a golden tray. The bottle that had contained milk was gone, replaced by a transparent glass cup.
However, upon closer inspection, the glass cup had a cute cartoon drawing on it.
Rila, holding the cup, bowed to Lin Hao, who was sitting on the bed, and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to eat."
Wow, the cub is so cute.
Was he sleeping just now?
His face was flushed, his eyes held a hint of confusion, and even the hair on his head was sticking up.
So cute, so cute.
Although Rila's thoughts were racing, the moment she looked up at Lin Hao, she hid her gaze.
Lin Hao calmly took the cup of milk from Rila and began to drink it bit by bit.
He calculated the days. In a few more days, he wouldn't have to drink this anymore. After all, that egg was only so big, and at this rate of three meals a day, it should be finished soon.
He carefully felt his spiritual power and found that it had almost recovered.
While it hadn't reached its peak state, the current state was far better than before.
He should be content.
Content with this resurrection, content with this spiritual reconstruction.
Not everyone would have such an opportunity.
But even if he told anyone, they probably wouldn't believe him.
After all, even if people possessed spiritual power and surpassed all species to become momentary victors, they still firmly believed in "atheism."
Dying and coming back to life, if he spoke of it, wouldn't he end up in a psychiatric hospital?
He didn't want to be treated as a specimen, preserved, or dissected.
After Lin Hao finished drinking, he returned the cup to Rila and said gently, "Thank you, Rila."
He was truly grateful to Rila for allowing him to experience different ways of eating eggshells.
Truly.
Rila took the cup from Lin Hao's hand. Upon hearing his words, a look of surprise appeared on her face, but she quickly composed herself and said, "You're welcome. It is my honor, Your Majesty."
After Rila finished speaking, she walked out of Lin Hao's room.
The once lively room instantly became deserted after Rila's departure.
Lin Hao looked around the room and then thought of the cave. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to return to that simple cave.
This strong feeling instantly swept over his entire mind.
This place was too desolate.
He really didn't like it.
In that cave, there were many bugs who could keep him company.
But here, apart from shining gems, there was nothing else.
Lin Hao curled himself into a small corner, as if only darkness could provide him with a sense of security.
'Ding ding ding.'
The crisp sound instantly dispelled Lin Hao's melancholy. This sound was a reminder that it was time to prepare for the live broadcast.
Lin Hao reluctantly sat up, walked to a chair, and opened the Star Network.
When something you like becomes a profession, you instantly lose your liking for it.
This was what Lin Hao thought.
Originally, he thought being a game streamer would be something he would absolutely love, and he wouldn't get tired of broadcasting, no matter how long. But after a few days, he realized that being a streamer was like going to work, and you even had to clock in.
Lin Hao's interest immediately waned by half.
However, Lin Hao hadn't forgotten his original intention for becoming a streamer.
He slowly opened the streaming software.
Soon, a crowd of people entered the live broadcast room, all greeting the streamer.
Long Hair to the Waist: Checking in, checking in.
Logistics' Salted Fish: I'm here to check in too.
Bear Bear (ー_ー)!!: Today's check-in has been successfully completed.
Helpless╮(╯_╰)╭: Wow, so many people, a newcomer reporting in.
Flowers and Grass: Welcome, newcomer.
I Will Forever Love My Crown Prince: Why isn't the streamer talking at this hour? They usually speak much earlier???
Bunny Likes Spicy Food: Yeah, why isn't the streamer talking yet? I miss the streamer's voice so much.
While waiting for the game's loading screen, Lin Hao saw these playful viewers and couldn't help but chuckle. He said, "I'm logging into the game. Welcome to Shuang Mu's live stream. Thank you."
Lin Hao's words caused the live broadcast room to erupt again.
The screen was filled with 'You're welcome,' 'Oh no, the streamer is flirting with me again,' and so on.
Lin Hao looked at his fans with a hint of helplessness, but this helplessness was accompanied by a touch of doting.
Soon, the game loaded.
As soon as he logged in, a friend invited him.
He looked down and saw the top donor inviting him to a dungeon raid.
Lin Hao agreed without thinking.
With a flash of white light, Lin Hao appeared beside the top donor.
Shuang Mu Travels the World: Esteemed one, hello.
Tiān Tiān is So Cute: Mm.
After saying that, the top donor turned and left. Lin Hao said nothing, quietly following behind the top donor.
Where the top donor went, he went.
Lin Hao looked down at the top donor's back and silently swallowed, standing still.
The top donor's physique was too amazing.
Although this game had extremely high freedom, appearances were still determined by oneself. Seeing how beautiful the top donor was, they probably had many male admirers in real life.
So, for a boy to pursue a girl.
The first step is to cater to her preferences.
The second step is to create topics of conversation.
Meanwhile, in a hospital room somewhere.
Qin Mohan opened the Star Network and slowly operated his character.
In fact, he had been thinking about the question Lin Hao asked him in the live stream for the past two days.
"May I ask, how did you know to adjust the character like this?"
This question haunted Qin Mohan's mind like a nightmare.
He didn't know why he played games, and played them so well, but when he searched through all the memories in his mind, he couldn't find any useful information.
And his strange character outfit, a pink dress, holding a black magic wand, and a setting as a little girl.
Every time he tried to change this outfit, a voice would stop him.
"I like this outfit."
But every time he asked the voice who "I" was, the voice would disappear.
Sometimes he would stare blankly at the flower, and sometimes he would stare blankly at the character in the pink dress.
In a strange way, it felt like they were hinting that these two should be the same person.
And the black line on the streamer's wrist.
It was truly hard not to notice.
These three matters, seemingly unrelated, felt intertwined by invisible threads.
Every time Qin Mohan thought of this, the coldness in his eyes was replaced by a trace of excitement, and his lips parted slightly, revealing a smile.
Hahaha, I'm increasingly eager to meet you, my streamer.
Mini Theater:
Starting today, Guazi will update 4,000 characters daily.
Hehehehe, let's see which little darling dares to say I update too little, humph humph humph, I'll stuff you to death~