Li Qingran had a dream.
In the dream, she was being hunted down by countless demonic beasts. There was no light source to be seen in any direction, and the darkness surged towards her like pitch-black waves.
However,
Just as the demonic beasts were about to catch up with her,
A pleasant thunderclap echoed through the air.
A young man wearing strange clothes, whose appearance was unclear, appeared at the Skies.
He scattered talismans with his left hand as if sprinkling seasoning on food, and threw magical artifacts with his right.
The demonic beasts chasing her were either struck dead by the lightning from the talismans or impaled by the falling artifacts from the sky.
“Is… is this a senior?” Li Qingran looked up at the sky.
She had a gut feeling that it might indeed be a senior who had come to save her.
Although she couldn’t clearly see his face, he seemed much younger than she had imagined?
There wasn’t enough time to observe carefully. The next second, the senior had already teleported in front of her.
Li Qingran felt flustered, her cheeks turning red all the way to her ears, and she hastily knelt down to pay her respects.
The next moment, a pair of strong hands lifted her up.
Then, the person pressed a square object into her hands.
It was completely black, looking like a brick but not as heavy.
On it were written three simplified characters, which seemed to read… “Electric Fullness”?
What is Electric Fullness?
Some kind of magical treasure?
While she was still pondering, the senior before her eyes gradually faded away, dispersing like mist.
“Se… senior? I’ve always been grateful to you, you…”
“This is an important item.”
The voice of the senior echoed through the dissipating mist:
“You must take good care of it…”
…
“So this one, ‘Electric Treasure,’ sounds very reliable.”
Chen Huaian clicked to place the order.
Three-yuan fried eggs were unaffordable, but a three-hundred-yuan power bank was worth closing his eyes for.
After experiencing that event, he had become fearful. From now on, he must always carry a power bank with him.
And it must be one with sufficient capacity.
He had also considered whether he should change his phone, but could changing the phone also get rid of the game ‘Electronic Girlfriend’? This was a virus program without even an installation package, and he really didn’t know how to handle it.
Looking at the time on the computer, it was already nine o’clock in the evening.
It had been more than an hour since he got home.
“Li Qingran should have woken up.” Chen Huaian opened the ‘Electronic Girlfriend’ game and indeed saw that Li Qingran had regained consciousness. The little girl was huddled in the corner, wrapped in tattered clothes, hugging her knees, and staring blankly at the ground, lost in thought.
Chen Huaian noticed that there was a half-burnt red incense stick lying beside Li Qingran’s feet.
【Your electronic girlfriend ‘Li Qingran’s house has collapsed. Recharge 6 yuan to repair it.】
Chen Huaian didn’t even flinch: “Recharge!”
【Recharge another 88 yuan to provide your electronic girlfriend with two sets of new clothes in different styles~】
“Recharge!!”
【Your electronic girlfriend ‘Li Qingran’ is hungry and in low spirits. Recharge 68 yuan to…】
“Recharge!!!”
The house was instantly renovated, new clothes fell onto the bed, and various dishes of chicken, duck, fish, and fruit followed, clattering onto the table.
With such a commotion, it would be strange if Li Qingran didn’t notice.
She knew that the senior had visited her.
Actually, she knew the senior had already been there earlier.
After all, the large and small thunder pits around the cottage, the remains of the demonic beasts reduced to ashes by the thunder fire, and her own healed wounds all revealed this fact. It was indeed strange how the horde of demonic beasts had arrived. She had taken advantage of the remaining unburned thunder fire as cover and circled around the small house. Then, under a tree, she discovered the broken ‘Wild Beast Attraction Incense.’
This type of beast attraction incense was a powerful tool used by all sects for hunting demons.
But the incense of different sects varied slightly.
For example, the base of the Bluecloud Sect’s Wild Beast Attraction Incense had green cloud patterns.
These green cloud patterns were carved from certain materials in the Wild Beast Attraction Incense and were indispensable. If they were scratched off, the effect of the incense would be greatly diminished. After all, this was a dangerous thing, so each sect naturally needed to make clear markings to avoid being framed.
The person who threw the incense probably thought that the Wild Beast Attraction Incense would burn completely, leaving only a bit of ash.
But the senior arrived halfway, splitting the area within five hundred meters into a barren wasteland.
That person hadn’t come to take her life; they were likely killed and turned to ashes along the way.
“Senior.” Li Qingran stared at the ceiling, her face filled with exhaustion. Her dry lips parted slightly, and she looked like a flower about to wither: “Does Senior think that I am someone very detestable?”
＜Heh heh, old man here likes you so much that I wouldn’t think that way.＞
As soon as the first dialogue box appeared, Chen Huaian immediately chose free speech.
Having just drawn from the lucky pool, he now had over seventy sound transmission talismans, and he was feeling quite inflated.
Clearing his throat, he pressed the sound transmission talisman and spoke gently: “How could that be? In my eyes, you are a very polite and well-behaved girl who works hard in cultivation, blah blah… Why do you think this way?”
The above was a short essay of about three hundred words that Chen Huaian had composed.
What Li Qingran heard was the solemn voice of the Great Dao: “Why say such things?!?”
“Why do people, my elder brothers, my master always want to kill me? Even though my dantian and Spirit Root have been destroyed, even though I’ve been expelled from the sect, driven into the Ten Thousand Green Mountains to survive on my own, why won’t they let me be… Have I done something terribly wrong?”
Chen Huaian looked at Li Qingran’s once clear eyes that were now becoming dimmed.
He understood Li Qingran’s doubts very well.
From Li Qingran’s life story, she was a typical giver personality.
If someone showed her a little kindness, she would repay them tenfold, a hundredfold.
Qingxuan Daoist took her as a disciple, and even without any formal guidance, she always regarded Qingxuan Daoist as the most respected elder.
Her eldest brother Lu Changtian took care of her when she first entered the sect, so she treated Lu Changtian as her older brother; Second Brother Xiao Yifeng gave her some unused pills, so she helped Xiao Yifeng manage spiritual herbs and became his test subject; Third Brother Yun Zimo gave her a storage ring, so when Yun Zimo framed her, she remained silent and was expelled from the sect; Fourth Brother Zhang Hanxiao helped her once during a mission, so she spent most of her monthly spirit stone quota dealing with the messes Zhang Hanxiao caused.
She blossomed into a radiant flower with just a little sunlight, smiling even after being battered by storms.
But behind that smiling mask, there was probably a crying face covered in wounds.
Being too nice invites bullying, and a gentle horse gets ridden—sometimes these aren’t just jokes; they’re wisdom passed down by our ancestors.
Just like how he gave everything to his ex-girlfriend and received betrayal and a green hat in return. Similar stories abound: the goddess he cherished deeply betrayed him in a cheap hotel; the flower he nurtured with all his effort eventually bloomed in someone else’s balcony; turning enemies, backstabbing… More and more people are finding solace in cats, dogs, and virtual characters, spending money, time, and energy on them. Are they foolish?
No.
They simply don’t want to be hurt again.
People should have some fire in them.
You, me, we are not playthings to be casually tossed into the trash can.
One day, that heart full of wounds will be carefully picked up by someone.
“Li Qingran.”
Chen Huaian looked at Li Qingran, the two separated by a screen,
yet their gazes seemed to intersect across countless dimensions of space and time.
He stared into Li Qingran’s eyes, and reflected in those eyes was himself.
“Today, I will help you restore your dantian.”
The grand voice did not edit out Chen Huaian’s words this time.
Instead, it conveyed them fully:
“Even if your past was a muddy swamp, its future…
will surely be filled with flourishing flowers!”
