Bonus chapter! Thank you to MochiiSpiider for the donation! ^^
***
[Initiating transmission.]
[Player performance and reward statistics in progress.]
[Now announcing player Ning Su’s <Flower Servant> game results and rewards.]
[The player’s score for this round of the game is as follows:]
[System rating: C.]
[Core NPC rating: A.]
[Overall rating: B.]
[Player’s rewards for this round:]
[Black flower: Legend has it that the sacred flower that grows on the shores of the gods is capable of blossoming in ways unimaginable to mankind. Players are encouraged to explore on their own.]
[Points: 231,028]
[Congratulations, player. Keep up the good work.]
Ning Su stared at his fingers, as if still feeling the grip on the black sleeve.
The material of the sleeve was unknown, carrying an unfamiliar aura, giving a subtle sensation.
The dungeon felt like a dream. An odd sensation lingered.
Upon hearing his points and item rewards, Ning Su’s eyes lit up.
Finally, he earned some points.
Unexpectedly, the Ghost Master even gave him weapon items.
Several players appeared together in the light circle, whether it was Zhu Shuangshuang and Old Li, who left the dungeon early, or Ning Su, who left at the end, all appeared outside the base gate together.
Seeing Ning Su, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Ning Changfeng.
In the last two days of the dungeon, Ning Su almost drove him crazy.
“How was it at the end? Did you meet your god?” Ning Changfeng asked him.
Everyone around looked at him.
According to the base’s tradition, those who exited the dungeon together would discuss the dungeon and draw a complete map.
So, Ning Su didn’t conceal anything and said, “I saw him.”
Everyone was puzzled, all wanting to know what the Flower God really looked like.
Jia Chensheng said, “How about I treat everyone? Shall we go to the Hongyu Guild to review the instance?”
Ning Su immediately agreed, “Sure!”
Ning Changfeng: “...”
What’s with that? Why was he looking at Jia Chensheng with shining eyes?
Jia Chensheng looked at Ning Changfeng somewhat uncertainly. “It’s okay if you’re too busy to come.”
He knew Ning Changfeng was a lone ranger, so he made up an excuse so the other wouldn’t feel obligated to come with them.
But for Ning Changfeng, he didn’t want to go, but he had to.
Ning Changfeng said, “I’m not busy.”
“...”
The halo disappeared, and a few people appeared in front of the base gate.
Ning Changfeng and Jia Chensheng appeared together, immediately becoming the focus of everyone.
Ning Changfeng, leaving with Jia Chensheng, sparked discussions among the crowd.
“Back then, so many guilds tried to recruit Ning Changfeng, but he ignored them all. What about this time?”
“He won’t be joining the Hongyu Guild, will he?”
“Don’t be surprised. It’s quite possible. The Guild competition is about to start, and all major guilds are recruiting talented individuals.”
The two seemed not to have heard this conversation, one with a cold face, the other with a stern expression.
Ning Su, accompanied by two children, walked slowly behind.
Manman held his right hand and asked softly, “Mom, did you see Dad?”
Ning Su’s steps paused for a moment, and his heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
This heartbeat was strange, different from his usual feelings, heavier, as if there was something inside.
After leaving the instance, they all returned to their appearance before entering, no longer weak and depressed, no longer with protruding blood vessels, no longer looking terrifying. Everything returned to normal.
He observed others, and besides the possible moisturized skin due to the Holy Water, there was nothing unusual.
But his heart seemed to be still heavy.
Ning Su had heard them say before that the dungeon world could transform a person’s body, making them robust and sturdy. As long as one could come out of the instance, the transformation would be towards a positive direction.
Just like this time, several people visibly saw their skin improve.
What about his heart, then?
“Ah,” Ning Su pondered as he spoke to Manman, “I think I met the father you were talking about.”
He came back to his senses and asked, “Are you all okay?”
Gui Sheng extended two small hands, with a gap in the pale white skin, missing three fingers. “Washing dishes, lost them.”
Ning Su: “...”
For a moment, it wasn’t clear if they were talking about washing dishes or losing fingers.
Gui Sheng: “They’ll grow back in a couple of days.”
Manman said, “I’ll find them for Gui Sheng. He says the new ones are even better.”
Gui Sheng: “Yeah!”
Ning Su: “...”
Alright.
Forgetful, with a bad memory, Gui Sheng’s slightly alarming habit.
Manman continued, “Everything else is fine. We’re doing well, and stopping the Holy Maiden at the end went smoothly.”
Gui Sheng: “Yeah!”
Manman said, “She didn’t break free from us, always looking at the third-floor window. What is she looking at?”
Unlike Gui Sheng, who didn’t care about anything, Manman was a curious girl.
Ning Su didn’t treat them like ordinary three or four-year-olds; he was willing to share many things with them.
He said, “She is probably waiting for someone to look at her.”
On the day when he locked the other players outside the grand hall, he and Hua Feng lay by the small circular window. Hua Feng intermittently told him more things that Yenan Wang and Haobei Jing hadn’t said, about him and his brother, about the Holy Maiden and his brother.
All along the way, Ning Su quietly told their story to the two children.
Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Wangsheng beside them also listened quietly.
After finishing, Manman said, “As we left the instance in the last second, Hua Yuan still didn’t look out the window.”
The innocent and pure voice of a little girl made this sentence sound less melancholic.
In the pouring rain, they could still imagine the figure of the Holy Maiden in front of the Flower God’s temple.
She asked again, “Was Hua Yuan a scumbag?”
Ning Su fell silent for a moment. “We don’t know for sure, but what we can confirm is that he was a good brother.”
Gui Sheng remarked, “Girls shouldn’t be with princes, nor should they be with scumbags.”
Ning Su remained silent.
After the fairy tale story of the mermaid prince, Gui Sheng’s blacklist gained another one, a ‘scumbag’.
As they chatted, they arrived at the Hongyu Guild. Although it didn’t occupy as much space as the Yinhua Guild, their guild was a modern building that looked quite wealthy.
Jia Chensheng led them to the guild’s restaurant, less formal than Shi Tianzhu’s, and they discussed the dungeon while eating.
Hongyu Guild was indeed quite wealthy, with over twenty expensive-looking dishes on the large table.
While Ning Su happily ate, he listened to their conversation, occasionally responding with an “Hmm” or “Oh.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Except for Ning Su encountering a real god, the methods everyone submitted to meet the god all involve having a devout belief in the god. Then, they go to the Dark Swamp to choose the sacred flower, which would be the Divine Seed. In the Flower God’s temple, they use their own heart’s blood and body to cultivate a unique god. In this world, there’s no god waiting for you; there’s only the god you truly believe in and create for yourself, right?”
The players who submitted answers nodded, each adding some details to their responses.
Jia Chensheng glanced at Ning Changfeng, who had been silent throughout, and said uncertainly, “According to our summarized dungeon map, do you guys feel that this dungeon is a bit different?”
Years of analyzing dungeons had made him keenly aware of something. “It seems like the Ghost Master, the Holy Maiden did not entirely control this dungeon.”
Zhu Shuangshuang remarked, “However, isn’t the collective knowledge from the base suggesting that the Ghost Master could be the origin of the dungeon world or perhaps even have control over it?”
“This world of ‘Flower Servant’ was derived from her story, isn’t that right?”
Jia Chensheng furrowed his brow. “Most of the time, the Ghost Master can fully control the dungeon world. But can she really control the birth of a god in this way?”
Fang Qi added, “This is her world, and the god was just derived from her world. Can’t she control that god?”
Ning Su spoke up, “No, He is not her god; He is mine.”
Bonus chapter! Thank you to MochiiSpiider for the donation! ^^
***
[Initiating transmission.]
[Player performance and reward statistics in progress.]
[Now announcing player Ning Su’s <Flower Servant> game results and rewards.]
[The player’s score for this round of the game is as follows:]
[System rating: C.]
[Core NPC rating: A.]
[Overall rating: B.]
[Player’s rewards for this round:]
[Black flower: Legend has it that the sacred flower that grows on the shores of the gods is capable of blossoming in ways unimaginable to mankind. Players are encouraged to explore on their own.]
[Points: 231,028]
[Congratulations, player. Keep up the good work.]
Ning Su stared at his fingers, as if still feeling the grip on the black sleeve.
The material of the sleeve was unknown, carrying an unfamiliar aura, giving a subtle sensation.
The dungeon felt like a dream. An odd sensation lingered.
Upon hearing his points and item rewards, Ning Su’s eyes lit up.
Finally, he earned some points.
Unexpectedly, the Ghost Master even gave him weapon items.
Several players appeared together in the light circle, whether it was Zhu Shuangshuang and Old Li, who left the dungeon early, or Ning Su, who left at the end, all appeared outside the base gate together.
Seeing Ning Su, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Especially Ning Changfeng.
In the last two days of the dungeon, Ning Su almost drove him crazy.
“How was it at the end? Did you meet your god?” Ning Changfeng asked him.
Everyone around looked at him.
According to the base’s tradition, those who exited the dungeon together would discuss the dungeon and draw a complete map.
So, Ning Su didn’t conceal anything and said, “I saw him.”
Everyone was puzzled, all wanting to know what the Flower God really looked like.
Jia Chensheng said, “How about I treat everyone? Shall we go to the Hongyu Guild to review the instance?”
Ning Su immediately agreed, “Sure!”
Ning Changfeng: “...”
What’s with that? Why was he looking at Jia Chensheng with shining eyes?
Jia Chensheng looked at Ning Changfeng somewhat uncertainly. “It’s okay if you’re too busy to come.”
He knew Ning Changfeng was a lone ranger, so he made up an excuse so the other wouldn’t feel obligated to come with them.
But for Ning Changfeng, he didn’t want to go, but he had to.
Ning Changfeng said, “I’m not busy.”
“...”
The halo disappeared, and a few people appeared in front of the base gate.
Ning Changfeng and Jia Chensheng appeared together, immediately becoming the focus of everyone.
Ning Changfeng, leaving with Jia Chensheng, sparked discussions among the crowd.
“Back then, so many guilds tried to recruit Ning Changfeng, but he ignored them all. What about this time?”
“He won’t be joining the Hongyu Guild, will he?”
“Don’t be surprised. It’s quite possible. The Guild competition is about to start, and all major guilds are recruiting talented individuals.”
The two seemed not to have heard this conversation, one with a cold face, the other with a stern expression.
Ning Su, accompanied by two children, walked slowly behind.
Manman held his right hand and asked softly, “Mom, did you see Dad?”
Ning Su’s steps paused for a moment, and his heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
This heartbeat was strange, different from his usual feelings, heavier, as if there was something inside.
After leaving the instance, they all returned to their appearance before entering, no longer weak and depressed, no longer with protruding blood vessels, no longer looking terrifying. Everything returned to normal.
He observed others, and besides the possible moisturized skin due to the Holy Water, there was nothing unusual.
But his heart seemed to be still heavy.
Ning Su had heard them say before that the dungeon world could transform a person’s body, making them robust and sturdy. As long as one could come out of the instance, the transformation would be towards a positive direction.
Just like this time, several people visibly saw their skin improve.
What about his heart, then?
“Ah,” Ning Su pondered as he spoke to Manman, “I think I met the father you were talking about.”
He came back to his senses and asked, “Are you all okay?”
Gui Sheng extended two small hands, with a gap in the pale white skin, missing three fingers. “Washing dishes, lost them.”
Ning Su: “...”
For a moment, it wasn’t clear if they were talking about washing dishes or losing fingers.
Gui Sheng: “They’ll grow back in a couple of days.”
Manman said, “I’ll find them for Gui Sheng. He says the new ones are even better.”
Gui Sheng: “Yeah!”
Ning Su: “...”
Alright.
Forgetful, with a bad memory, Gui Sheng’s slightly alarming habit.
Manman continued, “Everything else is fine. We’re doing well, and stopping the Holy Maiden at the end went smoothly.”
Gui Sheng: “Yeah!”
Manman said, “She didn’t break free from us, always looking at the third-floor window. What is she looking at?”
Unlike Gui Sheng, who didn’t care about anything, Manman was a curious girl.
Ning Su didn’t treat them like ordinary three or four-year-olds; he was willing to share many things with them.
He said, “She is probably waiting for someone to look at her.”
On the day when he locked the other players outside the grand hall, he and Hua Feng lay by the small circular window. Hua Feng intermittently told him more things that Yenan Wang and Haobei Jing hadn’t said, about him and his brother, about the Holy Maiden and his brother.
All along the way, Ning Su quietly told their story to the two children.
Zhu Shuangshuang and Su Wangsheng beside them also listened quietly.
After finishing, Manman said, “As we left the instance in the last second, Hua Yuan still didn’t look out the window.”
The innocent and pure voice of a little girl made this sentence sound less melancholic.
In the pouring rain, they could still imagine the figure of the Holy Maiden in front of the Flower God’s temple.
She asked again, “Was Hua Yuan a scumbag?”
Ning Su fell silent for a moment. “We don’t know for sure, but what we can confirm is that he was a good brother.”
Gui Sheng remarked, “Girls shouldn’t be with princes, nor should they be with scumbags.”
Ning Su remained silent.
After the fairy tale story of the mermaid prince, Gui Sheng’s blacklist gained another one, a ‘scumbag’.
As they chatted, they arrived at the Hongyu Guild. Although it didn’t occupy as much space as the Yinhua Guild, their guild was a modern building that looked quite wealthy.
Jia Chensheng led them to the guild’s restaurant, less formal than Shi Tianzhu’s, and they discussed the dungeon while eating.
Hongyu Guild was indeed quite wealthy, with over twenty expensive-looking dishes on the large table.
While Ning Su happily ate, he listened to their conversation, occasionally responding with an “Hmm” or “Oh.”
Jia Chensheng said, “Except for Ning Su encountering a real god, the methods everyone submitted to meet the god all involve having a devout belief in the god. Then, they go to the Dark Swamp to choose the sacred flower, which would be the Divine Seed. In the Flower God’s temple, they use their own heart’s blood and body to cultivate a unique god. In this world, there’s no god waiting for you; there’s only the god you truly believe in and create for yourself, right?”
The players who submitted answers nodded, each adding some details to their responses.
Jia Chensheng glanced at Ning Changfeng, who had been silent throughout, and said uncertainly, “According to our summarized dungeon map, do you guys feel that this dungeon is a bit different?”
Years of analyzing dungeons had made him keenly aware of something. “It seems like the Ghost Master, the Holy Maiden did not entirely control this dungeon.”
Zhu Shuangshuang remarked, “However, isn’t the collective knowledge from the base suggesting that the Ghost Master could be the origin of the dungeon world or perhaps even have control over it?”
“This world of ‘Flower Servant’ was derived from her story, isn’t that right?”
Jia Chensheng furrowed his brow. “Most of the time, the Ghost Master can fully control the dungeon world. But can she really control the birth of a god in this way?”
Fang Qi added, “This is her world, and the god was just derived from her world. Can’t she control that god?”
Ning Su spoke up, “No, He is not her god; He is mine.”
