Chapter 062 Congratulations, Host, It’s SSR

Xia Xinyan had no idea what Ling Mo was thinking; what occupied her mind was something else entirely.

The fat guy’s altered trajectory sparked a sense of crisis in her. Perhaps from the moment she was reborn, the future of this world was no longer as she understood it. Even if the broad strokes remained unchanged, a small shift in an era could feel like a mountain falling on an individual.

She couldn’t be too complacent, at least not all the time.

In that light, some things had to be expedited; otherwise, she might end up in deep trouble.

Though she couldn’t fathom how, with a system, doubled strength, and some foresight into the future, she could still fail. Yet reality often defies reason. After experiencing a tragic end in her past life, she was genuinely afraid to take risks again.

At the very least, she had become much more cautious than before.

Thus, both ended their day with differing thoughts. After showering, they each retired to their rooms to rest.

…Wait, no, Ling Mo didn’t plan to end it like that.

Around midnight, Ling Mo quietly left his bedroom, glanced towards Xia Xinyan’s room, and saw no light seeping through the cracks of the door, indicating she seemed to be asleep.

This eased his mind, and quietly he moved to the living room and opened the Game Pod.

He had mentioned to the fat guy before wanting to play a game together, but now he was aiming to go solo. He needed to quickly familiarize himself with his abilities to handle various situations more proficiently in the dungeons to come.

As for why he didn’t want to join Xia Xinyan… it was to prove he could become strong on his own, not through her assistance—though that reasoning made sense, it still left him feeling somewhat belittled.

It wasn’t Xia Xinyan’s fault; he just felt a bit reluctant.

So rather than proving himself to Xia Xinyan, he wanted to prove it to himself that he could clear the dungeon through his own strength and grow without help from others.

It was the stubbornness of a man.

The fat guy had been waiting for him and immediately pulled him into the party when he entered, “Come on, come on, what kind of bullshit is this waiting? Starting from an hour later? I’m about to fall asleep wandering around the community.”

Ling Mo chuckled, “So, how was the community? Impressive?”

“It’s just like real life, what’s the point? There’s not a single person around—so lonely! Ugh, I also want to find a girlfriend.”

“…Forget it, let’s start matching.”

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom, Xia Xinyan hadn’t actually fallen asleep.

She had merely turned on her bedside lamp and was browsing forums while sitting on her bed.

The second batch of Game Pods had started distribution, the number of players was expanding again, and the online feedback for the game had overwhelmingly turned positive. Complaints about pain had mostly disappeared; this game had truly ignited excitement worldwide.

Of course, Xia Xinyan wasn’t interested in that; her focus remained on a small circle she had previously kept an eye on. Those players who initially noticed the game’s cash exchange issue had now created a new forum, and discussions had shifted from how to make money to something new—the unsettling aspects of the game.

Some claimed that the game could arbitrarily influence players’ memories, senses, and even thoughts; if it wanted to, it could completely control a player—just like how the fat guy was infected. This thought, if pondered deeper, resembled various sci-fi disaster films’ openings, hence the high discussion rate on that forum.

Others considered the fundamental questions—who developed this game, what company operated it, how could it launch globally at the same time, why dare to make it free, how could such a massive technological leap happen, and most importantly, what was the ultimate purpose of this game.

It was such a mysterious and eerie game, easily released; there had to be contributions from governments worldwide. Some theorized it might be an experiment conducted jointly by all countries—yet given the current international situation, this reasoning clearly made no sense.

So they had begun exploring the secrets behind this game.

Reading those posts, Xia Xinyan genuinely admired their sharp instincts—it was something that could be discovered after deeper engagement, but not many could detach from the novelty of the game and ponder these matters in such a short time… well, that point seemed noted before.

Naturally, the government wasn’t likely to be deceived by this, making it even more interesting. Based on her past life’s reactions, Xia Xinyan felt that the entity behind this game must have engaged with heads of state from the start; those individuals had to know something, yet when the Cataclysm struck, not a word had been let slip.

That was quite impressive.

What Xia Xinyan wanted to clarify now was the secret behind this game. Perhaps in her previous life, people on this small forum discovered the answer eventually; she simply hadn’t found this circle back then. This time, she had to seize the opportunity.

Besides… there was one more thing.

The fat guy’s video.

She had just looked, and the fat guy edited it pretty well, condensing the entire dungeon footage into a twenty-minute video, which already amassed nearly a million views and gained him several tens of thousands of followers. Most of the comments were awe-struck; as the first to take the plunge, the fat guy had indeed reaped a lot of benefits.

Tsk, in any case, it had nothing to do with her.

After finding nothing much worthwhile to watch, Xia Xinyan shut down her computer and opened Tianji’s system Mall.

This was the real reason she had given the bomb controller to Ling Mo.

Although she had thrown the bombs, the detonation was in Ling Mo’s hands, meaning the task released by Tianji was still valid—those few bombs alone netted over fifty thousand points.

When she saw that number, Xia Xinyan doubted her eyes.

That’s why she was flabbergasted when Ling Mo entered her private space.

All in all… a blood profit.

Those fifty thousand points could do so much, and her dungeon rating was also an S, granting her another chance at a draw. The returns from this dungeon alone would likely surpass several tough ones from her previous life.

Indeed, having a system meant one could do as one wished.

[Thank you for your compliment, Host. In return, this system will strive to assist the Host in conquering the original body.]

“…”

Never mind, she was in a good mood this time, so she wouldn’t say anything.

After considering, she decided to use that opportunity for a draw.

Almost simultaneously, a virtual box suddenly appeared before her, which then popped open, bursting forth in a glorious shower of golden light.

“…What does this mean?” She didn’t understand.

[Didn’t the Host say the previous draw method was unsatisfactory? This time, this system referenced the game’s reset method and redefined the draw process. Congratulations, Host, the golden light signifies SSR.]

Xia Xinyan paused.

Another SSR? Isn’t this a bit too easy?

The last SSR she got was a top-notch artifact; what could this time yield?

—Just as that thought appeared, the virtual box suddenly dissipated, revealing a white package lying on her bed.

At the same time, item details appeared in her mind—

[Adult Lingerie]

[Wearing it enhances the wearer’s charm by fivefold.]

“…”

[Congratulations, Host, it is suggested you wear it and enchant the original body in a cat-girl pose.]

“…Shut up.]