Skip to main content

Chapter 98

Chapter 98: Lost Song of the Deep (25)


The cold touch felt incredibly real. She looked down at the spot where her hand had just touched.


It seemed that the position was a bit subtle, but the structure was different.


Not legs, but a pretty blue fishtail.


A mermaid.


A really beautiful and well-built mermaid!


I want to adopt it.


Qin Mubai’s chin rested on Ye Nianchu’s shoulder, a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth. "Sister, do you want to know why?"


Hearing this, Ye Nianchu fell silent for a moment. "Every player has their own cards."


Especially S-Class players.


Reaching this level isn’t easy, and she has always known where to draw the line. The more she trusts her teammates, the less she should pry into their secrets.


Qin Mubai raised his eyes, the light and shadows flickering within them.


It seemed that, in her eyes, he was only a trustworthy teammate.


He had known this for a long time, but seeing her act so prudently still made him feel inexplicably uneasy.


"Back in that town, why did you open the door to save me?" he asked.


Did she think of him as an NPC?


They had been through three games together, but he hadn’t seen her save anyone before.


Ye Nianchu raised an eyebrow, half-jokingly saying, "Because you’re good-looking."


Like mistaking a siren for being pretty and wanting to catch it?


Half of Qin Mubai’s face was shrouded in shadows, his bangs swaying in the wind. Suddenly, he leaned forward and grabbed Ye Nianchu’s wrist.


The distance that had just widened between them suddenly shortened, even closer than before.


"My ability is to copy."


He could copy the abilities of other players, and in special games, he could even copy part of a boss’s abilities.


His soft voice brushed against her ear, and there was a dangerous undertone hidden beneath his low breath.


Yet, the smile on his face remained harmless and pure.


Ye Nianchu was momentarily dazed.


In that brief moment of blankness, a bracelet had appeared on her wrist. The cool touch pierced straight to her heart.


At the same time, the system's electronic voice sounded:


[ Ding——


Player Qin Mubai and Ye Nianchu have been successfully bound.


The permanent 'Together' attribute item will take effect in the next round, and the bound players will enter the game together.


Note: This item cannot be unbound. ]


Ye Nianchu stared in shock at her wrist. The silver bracelet fit perfectly, and its clasp had automatically fastened. Under the flickering light, the blue diamond shimmered brightly.


The sound of a hollow bell was so faint, yet it stirred something deep inside her.


This was the most expensive item in the system’s store, and it was the only one with a permanent attribute.


Players would provide two personal items, spend 9,999 points, and have those items transformed into a bound item with unique attributes.


Once bound, only death could sever the connection.


There had been countless posts on the forum discussing this “absurdly expensive” item.


For example, who in their right mind would spend 9,999 points on such a scammy item? Even 99 points were considered expensive. How many players had ever seen four-digit points, let alone spend them like this?


Why waste 9,999 points on an item when you could upgrade your inventory space or buy a life-saving tool instead? Who would risk so much to find a partner? What kind of game is the system playing? If anyone actually buys this item, I’ll eat my hat while standing on my head!


Such complaints filled the forums. Although Ye Nianchu hadn’t participated in the forum discussions, she’d silently ridiculed it in her own mind.


Never in her wildest dreams did she think she’d be wearing such a bound item one day.


Ye Nianchu grabbed Qin Mubai’s hand. His bracelet was simpler, without the bells or blue diamonds, but matched hers in design.


She took a deep breath, unable to speak for a long time. "This... this is 10,000 points."


Even when she was an S-Class player, she never would’ve spent this recklessly.


Like everyone else, she would’ve prioritized upgrading her inventory space and buying defensive items with her points.

Previous: Chapter 97 | Next: Chapter 99

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Npc 1

Translation Update! 🍙 Translation Update! 🍙 ✨ Quick note: English isn't my first language, so please understand there might be some typos or awkward phrasing - I'm doing my best! ✨ Hey everyone, just a quick update: As of today, April 28, 2025 , I want to give you all a heads-up about a few small issues you might come across in the story, specifically with some of the prop names. It's not exactly a typo issue—it's more about changes I've made over time. For instance, I originally used the term 'data concealment number' but later changed it to 'number concealment data.' Since these are just prop names in the story, it's not a major issue for the plot, but I totally get that some of you might find it a little annoying if you're really particular about details. ...

cysvhhz Chapter 1

 “Bang—” The air trembled, and bright light hit Gu Zhan's eyelids, making him squint. “Patient 707 has been admitted.” A cold female voice sounded. Patient 707? Who? Gu Zhan squinted against the blinding light and realized he was lying down under a surgical shadowless lamp. Next to him stood several people in deep green surgical scrubs, their faces obscured by the light. One of them leaned over to look at him; the blue medical mask covered most of his features, leaving only a pair of narrow, dark eyes visible. He said, “707 has woken up. Administer a sedative.” A syringe pierced the back of Gu Zhan's hand, and the cold liquid flowed in, gradually blurring his consciousness... ... “Crash—” “Bang!” The sound of metal clashing echoed sharply. A metal bed was forcefully pushed away, sliding a great distance before crashing against the wall. Gu Zhan's head struck the bed frame heavily, and the intense pain momentarily brought him back to awareness. Then came the sound of a door ...

Npc 3

The broadcast from the main system echoed throughout the instance. In the pitch-black snowy night, accompanied by the eerie howling wind of the ebony forest, Jiang Yan felt utterly disoriented. The "Hunter" in front of him couldn’t hear the main system’s intrusive voice and was still waiting for his "little sheep" to kiss him. However, Jiang Yan simply reached out, gently touched the demon-like ram horns of the "Hunter," and then unhesitatingly pulled the blanket over his head. Hunter: "...So disobedient." Soon after, a kiss landed softly on the top of Jiang Yan's head. A pair of long, broad hands rested on his waist as the "Hunter" drifted into slumber. Meanwhile, the game forum’s players erupted into an explosive celebration: [I’m dying of laughter! What kind of penalty is this?? It’s my first time hearing such a ridiculous deduction reason!] [“Please immediately kiss the BOSS.” What the heck? Hahaha...] [This will go down...

Npc 2

Jiang Yan ignored 663, curling up under the blanket like a quail. The "Hunter" holding him would occasionally rub his head, seemingly captivated by the texture. Jiang Yan obediently played the role of a "pet." Based on his years of watching horror movies and reading scary stories, he knew that being "clever" or "kind-hearted" in such games only led to quicker deaths. "You still have five days," the Hunter said, savoring the softness and compliance of the person in his arms. His pale, pupil-less eyes glinted with pleasure. Although a sheep's head couldn't show human expressions, it was clear he was smiling. Hearing this, the four people huddled in the cage shivered in unison. Only Wang Yu sat blankly by the edge, tears streaming as he gazed at his lover. The "Cops and Robbers" Game The "Hunter" acted as the cop, giving the players (the "robbers") ten days to escape the forest. If they found t...

1

 In early September, during a Mathematical Analysis class at A University of Science and Technology, the sophomore students were noticeably distracted. The young professor at the podium glanced down and spotted a large group of students engrossed in their phones. Though he wasn’t a high school teacher, he couldn’t help but lament inwardly: “This generation is worse than the last. Even in Math Analysis class, they dare to slack off?” He could already envision the dismal outcomes on the final grades. Clearing his throat somewhat theatrically, he still received no attention. Growing annoyed, the professor resolved to be tough with the grades this year to combat this poor attitude. At the back of the classroom, Ge Zhicheng's heart raced as he continuously refreshed the backend of the academic system's page. What the professor didn’t know was that today was the day for second-year students in the College of Science to be reassigned to dormitories; the assignment list would be post...