txolops Chapter 35 tells me what it means to be a chosen one.
Chapter 35 tells me what it means to be a chosen one.
Han Baibai looked at the adorable clone on the table, her eyes filled with anticipation. Without the slightest hesitation, she excitedly stretched out her finger: "Hurry, hurry, I'm not afraid of pain!"
Having listened to her mother tell stories about her father since she was little, she had long wanted a spirit pet like those in the stories!
A flash of light appeared at Han Xiaoliu's fingertip, transforming into a fine, thread-like spiritual needle, which he lightly touched his daughter's fingertip. A drop of crimson blood rolled down and dripped precisely into the jade bowl.
"Gulp!"
Bubble quickly pried open the mouth of the dumbfounded clone next to it and poured the entire bowl of spring water into it.
In just a few breaths, a miraculous scene unfolded. The bubble clone, which had previously had empty eyes, suddenly changed its aura. The dullness in its eyes receded like a tide, replaced by a pure yet intelligent light, like that of a newborn infant.
Those eyes were like those of someone seeing the world for the first time, clear and bright.
"Ding! Congratulations to player Han Baibai for obtaining the special summon spirit - Bubble."
As the notification sounded in her mind, the newly born bubble affectionately leaped into Han Baibai's arms, rubbing its soft cheek against her palm.
"Master, Master, I'm Bubble, please give me a name!"
A clear, childlike voice rang directly in Han Baibai's mind.
"Wow! It spoke!" Han Baibai jumped up and down with joy as she saw a spirit pet that could communicate telepathically for the first time.
Han Xiaoliu and Han Li exchanged a smile; they had been just as surprised when they first saw Bubble speak.
Han Xiaoliu patted his daughter's head and said gently, "Give it a name. From now on, it will be your most important companion."
"Hmm..." Han Baibai tilted her head and thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up. "Mommy calls me Xiaobai, so I'll call you Xiaohuang. Okay?"
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Han Xiaoliu's lips twitched, and he mentally complained: This name really comes from his roots, he's definitely terrible at naming things.
However, looking at his daughter's bright smile, he shook his head and thought to himself: Oh well, she's so happy, as long as she's happy.
On this day, the villa in Jianye City was filled with laughter and joy.
The night was as dark as ink, quietly soaking into the entire courtyard.
In the bedroom on the second floor, the candles had been extinguished, and only the cool moonlight shone through the window, casting dappled shadows on the bed.
Han Baibai and Daya lay side by side, their breathing even.
Daya was a very good sleeper, as obedient as a docile kitten, curled up in the quilt without moving, her breathing light and long, as if even if the sky fell, it wouldn't wake her.
In contrast, Han Baibai was extremely restless in her sleep, kicking off the blankets one moment and turning over and muttering the next, her brows sometimes furrowing and sometimes relaxing.
"Ugh...don't hit me...it hurts..." Han Baibai suddenly uttered a soft murmur in her sleep, her little face scrunched up, and fine beads of sweat even seeped from her forehead.
Seeing this, Lady Yu, who had been staying by the bedside, immediately reached out and gently stroked Han Baibai's forehead, her fingertips carrying a soothing coolness. She murmured softly, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's all over..."
Han Baibai seemed to sense this tenderness in her sleep. Her furrowed brows gradually relaxed, her restless movements stopped, and her breathing became steady again.
Looking at the sleeping faces of the two children, Lady Yu's eyes were filled with pity.
The beating during the day not only hit his body, but also haunted his dreams, preventing the child from having peace even in his sleep.
In contrast to the tranquility of the bedroom, the other room on the second floor was brightly lit.
Han Li and Han Xiaoliu sat facing each other, the aroma of tea wafting from the table.
"That's roughly the situation." Han Xiaoliu took a sip of tea and recounted the information he had gathered during the day after "aligning the granularity" with Paopao.
"The actual controller of the Dreamy Minor Realm has changed from Bubble to that 'Dreamy Elf.' But this new master..." Han Xiaoliu paused, a playful smile appearing on his lips, "is lazy, a homebody, and has an incredibly fierce temper. He only issues tasks and doesn't care about any actual affairs."
"All tasks are posted at the flag pavilion in the center of the courtyard. Only I can accept tasks and generate task cards, while others can submit tasks through the flag pavilion to exchange for Yin Virtue and Merit rewards."
Han Li nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.
"However, the reward is only 50%, the other 50% goes to me. It's like how Da Ya had her constitution and bloodline extracted; she should have received 100 merit points, but she only got 50. That's the same principle." A glint flashed in Han Xiaoliu's eyes. "So, I moved the flag pavilion to the main gate immediately. This way, everyone can submit their tasks right at the gate without having to enter my courtyard."
He paused, a hint of smugness in his voice: "Collecting materials by myself is too tiring. It's better to have all the players collect them for me. That 50% handling fee is like making money while standing still! The more of this method, the better."
Han Li gave him an approving look: "That's the best strategy. What about Jianye City and the undeveloped Chang'an City?"
"They're all mine now," Han Xiaoliu laughed. "I'll be responsible for all the revenue from the buildings and the goods produced within the city. Fortunately, I've activated the basic gang skills from my previous life, which can meet most of the basic commodity needs. For the rest, I can temporarily use similar items from the mortal world. What I lack now are shopkeepers and supplies, so I plan to start building my own power!"
"As for the currently open sections," Han Xiaoliu said seriously, "aside from town construction and summoned spirit training, which need to be done step by step, the sects have already opened up the apprenticeship privileges for Fangcun Mountain and the Underworld. However, players need to reach level 10, and temporary players need to reach level 40, to obtain the qualification to become an apprentice."
At this point, he looked at Han Li and said, "The skills I learned in my previous life are unusable, and I need to listen to the teachings again before I can learn them again. Therefore, arranging for Daya and Xiaobai to break through to level ten as soon as possible and go to find a master to audit classes has become our priority task when entering the Dreamy Minor Realm this time."
Han Li pondered for a moment: "That makes sense. What about the second most important task?"
"Improve the architecture of Jianye City and recruit reliable managers." Han Xiaoliu's gaze was firm. "This is not only to complete the system task, but also to lay a solid foundation for the future. Only a perfect world can have an infinite future."
Han Li nodded: "So, what are your plans?"
Han Xiaoliu suddenly changed the subject, a smug smile spreading across his face, his eyes and brows radiating an air of arrogance and wealth.
He glanced at Han Li sideways and deliberately said in a drawn-out, slightly mocking tone, "Big brother, do you want some good karma? I'll share some with you!" As he spoke, he patted his waist with an air of importance—as if he really had a large sum of "windfall" hidden there. The "come and curry favor with me" expression on his face was exactly like that of a nouveau riche who had just struck it rich.
Han Li merely glanced at him indifferently, his expression as calm as a deep pool of water.
He slowly pulled a faintly glowing card from his pocket, held the edge of the card with two slender fingers, and gently waved it in front of Han Xiaoliu's eyes.
"I think it's unnecessary." Han Li's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a certainty. "When I came in, I received a long-term mission." He paused, his gaze falling on the card as if confirming something. "Submitting at least one drop of small green liquid every year will earn you 10,000 merits." After he finished speaking, he looked up at Han Xiaoliu, his tone somewhat matter-of-fact. "I think I shouldn't lack merits in the future."
The three words "Little Green Liquid" were like three needles, piercing Han Xiaoliu's heart.
The smugness on his face froze instantly, the smile on his lips stiffening like a dried orange peel. He stared at the card in Han Li's hand, his eyes wide, as if trying to see something through it.
"One drop of green liquid... ten thousand merits?" Han Xiaoliu's voice trembled slightly, as if he were being choked. "You... how could you have such a mission?"
Han Li shrugged, putting the card back into his pocket as casually as picking up a fallen leaf: "I guess it was... luck."
Good luck?
Han Xiaoliu felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and jealousy, like vines, madly coiled around his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Looking at Han Li's still calm and composed face, he felt as if the other party was surrounded by a dazzling halo—that damn protagonist halo!
Why? Why should I go to all this trouble to run a business with a "50% commission," working myself to the bone and calculating every penny, while Han Li only needs to pay a drop of some unknown "little green liquid" every year to lie down and collect 10,000 good deeds?
At this moment, Han Xiaoliu deeply understood what it meant to have "the diversity of the world".
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his throat was blocked, and he could only make a few dry "hoarse" sounds.
He slumped back into his chair, all traces of his previous "nouveau riche" arrogance gone, leaving only a face full of frustration and resentment.
Han Li looked at him like this, a faint smile flashed in his eyes, but he said nothing. He simply picked up the teacup on the table and took a small sip.