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Suddenly, a team member exclaimed, “Holy smokes, Captain, NINE the God! Right next to you!”

In “Oracle,” the game’s map mirrored reality, teleporting players to the nearest city upon logging in.

This meant NINE the God was in MO City!

Instantly, the internet cafe erupted into chaos.

“Where, where?”

“Bro, give us the coordinates, quick, let us go see!”

Chi Yu hurriedly looked but caught no glimpse, not even a shadow.

“It was just a few seconds!” the excited young player exclaimed, “But it was definitely NINE the God, I saw his title!”

Chi Yu also couldn’t help but gasp, “He was that close?”

He composed himself, “Forget the dungeon for now, let’s go find NINE the God!”

Si Fuqing’s gaming skills today indeed caught him off guard.

But compared to NINE the God, nothing else mattered.

Si Fuqing glanced at her game friend list.

The bard in white’s icon was gray.

Not online.

Her assassination plan failed.

Another day, then.

Si Fuqing logged out of her main account, picking up the dozen cokes Ye Zhi had bought for her, and sauntered out of the internet cafe.

The next day.

Morning, at the headquarters of Heaven Earth Alliance.

A middle-aged man reported, embarrassed in his tone, “Director, I couldn’t find out what Miss Si likes.”

“How can I have such a foolish junior?” The elder lamented, “With the internet so advanced, and her being a celebrity, couldn’t you post in her fan club to ask?”

The middle-aged man was baffled.

The elder even knew about Weibo fan clubs and posting to ask fans. Remarkable.

Left with no choice, the man posted in Si Fuqing’s fan club, asking her fans.

The post garnered many comments immediately.

[Cola and fried chicken!]

[Can’t really tell what wifey likes, just that she wants to lie flat.]

[You can say she’s detached, since she doesn’t even post on Weibo. You can say she’s passionate, since she’s the first to argue back against haters. I… I don’t even know what kind of idol I’m following. *lighting a cigarette.jpg*]

[Money! Who doesn’t like money? If I were rich, I’d sponsor Qingqing, keeping her all to myself at home.]

The middle-aged man was speechless.

What a mess ofresponses!

Yet, beyond these, he received no useful information.

He reluctantly relayed the fans’ replies to the elder.

“That makes sense,” the elder pondered earnestly, “Go out and buy a box of every cola flavor from the supermarket. Then ask the chef to prepare a fried chicken and cheese fondue hot pot.”

“Director, how do you know so much?” the middle-aged man was astonished, “Should we also prepare some money?”

“Money is too vulgar, not our style,” the elder mused, then remembered something, “Go to the storeroom, get that gold-inlaid vase from the Great Xia Dynasty, and wrap it nicely.”

“Chairman, that’s the one you bought from the Western Continent,” the man’s heart raced, eyes widening, “You’re giving it away? You said it was a family heirloom!”

The vase’s base was made of gold, studded with jewels, a priceless artifact from the Great Xia Dynasty era.

The Heaven Earth Alliance had redeemed this vase from a Western Continent merchant, extremely valuable.

The middle-aged man never expected the director to be so generous.

“For a genius, anything is worth it,” the elder narrowed his eyes, “I’ve observed her for a long time. She knows a lot, including embroidery.”

The day he gave Si Fuqing the needle and thread, just by observing how she handled them, he knew her skills went beyond basic embroidery.

The elder sighed, “It’s rare these days for someone to take the time to learn these arts. Such a pity.”

“Indeed,” the middle-aged man agreed, “But she looks not even twenty. How does she know so much?”

“Why worry about that? Just bring her here,” the elder slammed the table, “Hurry, they’re still recording the show. If we wait, we won’t know where to find her later!”

The man dared not delay and swiftly took action.

At that time, the culture promotional film had just finished shooting.

It was all thanks to Si Fuqing’s presence and knowledge.

Jiang Changning, content with being laid back for a few days, felt deeply relaxed.

She couldn’t help but marvel, “Sisi, you know so much, where did you learn it

Growing up, even learning to recognize medicinal herbs from her father was tedious, so she never wanted to touch music, chess, calligraphy, or painting.

“Ah, I learned it in the game,” Si Fuqing replied, her eyes curving with a smile, yet her tone remained light, “Time in the game is different from reality. One day in reality equals a year in the game, so you can learn a lot and experience many things.”

Holographic games, akin to a real world.

Jiang Changning was silent.

Sometimes, she just couldn’t understand what Si Fuqing was saying.

But that was just how impressive she was.

“Teacher Si!” the host called out, “Let’s shoot a closing scene.”

He came up with a good idea.

Since they couldn’t enter the Heaven Earth Alliance headquarters, they would film outside it, rounding it up as if they had visited.

“I’ll stay here,” Si Fuqing declined, squatting in front of a tree pit, chewing on a blade of grass, “I’ll play with the ants. This time, just film the boy band for the extras.”

“That works,” the host said, albeit a bit disappointed. The popularity of D6 was not less than the Starry Star Girls.

Especially since Chi Yu was there today.

He was a popular male idol with thirty million Weibo followers, boasting a strong fanbase.

“Since we can’t enter Heaven Earth Alliance, we’ll take a photo of the building for everyone,” the host tried to liven up the atmosphere, “To make it up to you, your idol will dance for you later.”

The live chat was filled with cheers.

Chi Yu was clearly impatient, but he had no choice but to agree.

[It’s really tough to get into Heaven Earth Alliance. I have a sister who got close because she’s the top student of the Fine Arts department at Xia University.]

[Every time Heaven Earth Alliance is mentioned, I feel like we’re back in the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought during the Great Xia Dynasty. The name ‘Literary and Art Association’ sounds common, but it’s really too low.]

[So, if Meng Xue were here today, maybe we could have gotten in. Doesn’t she know classical dance? That’s a key cultural heritage.]

Just then, Chi Yu echoed a similar sentiment, “It’s a pity Teacher Meng isn’t here. Otherwise, she could have led us in.”

The host laughed, “Does that mean Teacher Meng is very artistically talented?”

“Yes,” Chi Yu nodded calmly, “Her painting skills are also not bad.”

[Chi Yu must be a fan of Meng Xue. He’s like a fanboy.]

[It’s because he’s a loyal fan of ‘Oracle’. Meng Xue is one of the celebrities who play the game well, so he admires her.]

[Starry Star Girls hasn’t been together for a while.]

[I wonder who used to hold back the group. Every time Meng Xue had to carry them all. Now that she took off her make-up and become popular, she doesn’t seem to appreciate her teammates.]

[Someone’s coming out of the building, host, go interview them!]

Jiang Changning looked up to see a middle-aged man rushing out of the revolving door, descending the steps, and heading straight across the street.

“We better not trouble me,” the host said with a wry smile, “If we approach recklessly, we’ll surely be driven away.”

Everyone knew the people from Heaven Earth Alliance were notoriously temperamental.

[He seems to be looking for someone.]

[Oh, he’s stopped, let me see.]

[Let’s disperse, guys. Anyone the Heaven Earth Alliance headquarters sends out personally must be a top-tier art student from the Great Xia University.]

“Miss Si!” The middle-aged man finally found Si Fuqing, who was playing with ants. Wiping his sweat, he bent down and lowered his voice, “Miss Si, our director is inviting you..”