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"Love makes one wise."

"Love makes one cheerful."

"The power of love is infinite. The power of love is great. Love is the force that breaks through all barriers, the only cure for bringing peace to the world."

"So, fall in love! As long as you are in love, you will erupt with immense power."

Making a heart shape with exaggerated gestures on the screen, the pink-haired woman held the pose as the video ended.

Throughout the entire video, Duan Fei wasn’t exactly expressionless, but it would be fair to say he was completely unfazed.

’This whole ’love’ thing... is it really better than gaming?’

Dating sims were an exception, of course.

But in those types of games, the romance was secondary. The most important things were raising your Attributes and managing your time. At its core, it was just a management simulation game.

But the development team for Abyss had always been known for having holes in their heads instead of brains.

Besides, this was an important, permanent instance. He could look forward to seeing what crazy new trick they’d come up with.

After the video finished playing, Duan Fei noticed the surrounding walls turning transparent, revealing an incredibly beautiful city.

The entire city seemed to be encased in a membrane of light. From time to time, translucent text would float across the sky, displaying lines of numbers with no discernible meaning.

He seemed to be inside a tower whose top soared into the clouds, and he was slowly descending from its peak.

This descent was probably a planned sequence, meant to give him enough time to look around and observe the city.

The city was as beautiful as a work of art. The exquisite villas were brightly colored, and the few residents he could see seemed to live affluent, relaxed lives.

What was particularly eye-catching was an ancient, towering tree within a large academy in the distance. The tree was so tall it could rival the tower.

’It kind of looks like one of those ’Confession Trees’—the type where if you confess your love under it before graduation, you’re guaranteed a lifetime of happiness.’

"You’re right, Master."

Yan Yuan landed on Duan Fei’s shoulder and looked at the tree in admiration. "That tree has immense Magic Power. A confession made beneath it would surely be blessed by that Magic Power, bringing happiness to the couple."

As a creature of Magic Power, Yan Yuan’s words were quite credible.

Nodding, Duan Fei stepped out of the elevator after it stopped and was immediately met with a passionate hug from a young woman.

Letting go, she hung a garland of flowers around his neck and excitedly grasped his hands. "Welcome, Descender!"

Noticing she was about to kiss him, Duan Fei subtly took half a step back. "I’ve been meaning to ask, what’s a Descender?"

"A Descender is a Descender. Is there a problem?" the young woman asked, puzzled.

Then, lowering her long eyelashes, she asked with tears welling in her eyes, "Descender, why did you dodge? Don’t you want to... get closer to me?"

"Not at all."

His decisive answer left the young woman speechless for a moment.

However, her excellent professional decorum kicked in. She held onto Duan Fei’s hand and asked with the soulful gaze of a wounded fawn, "Is it because my ’normal’ type doesn’t suit your taste? What kind of girl do you like? A Bunny Girl? A Female Little Demon? Or maybe Lord Hasshaku? I can do my best to become what you like."

"Just be prettier than my childhood friend."

Hearing Duan Fei’s reply, the stunning, celebrity-like young woman retorted unhappily, "Descender, if you don’t like me, you can just say so, but you can’t insult my looks. In a Descender’s world, how could there possibly be someone... Holy crap!"

The young woman wasn’t so shocked for any other reason than the fact that Duan Fei had taken out a photo of Jinghong.

Duan Fei had asked Jinghong to pose for the photo. In it, a deadpan Jinghong was striking the pose of the Vitruvian Man.

She was wearing clothes, of course.

Despite her expressionless face, anyone looking at the photo could tell she was actually feeling bashful. The serious pose somehow exuded a whirlwind of youthful innocence, making one realize that the relationship between the two was anything but ordinary.

Duan Fei was using Jinghong’s photo for a specific reason: he had a feeling he’d be dealing with Pseudo-men again in the future, so he figured he should prepare in advance.

As for why he used Jinghong...

He couldn’t find anyone else.

Jinghong’s beauty was so dazzling that even the celebrity-like woman before him was stunned. After a long moment, she tearfully pulled out her phone and said, "Lend me some money, and help me contact a plastic surgeon. What do you mean it’ll be expensive? I don’t care, I absolutely cannot lose!"

"Just give up. When it comes to looks, you can’t win against my childhood friend," Duan Fei said, offering some ’comfort’.

"Shut up! You lifelong virgin who doesn’t know the first thing about love, just go die!"

The young woman ran off crying, but a moment later, she doubled back, forcefully slammed a handbook down in front of Duan Fei, and then continued running away, still crying.

Pointing at the young woman’s retreating back, Duan Fei said to Yan Yuan, "See? This is why you shouldn’t fall in love so easily. Otherwise, you’ll end up as weird as her."

"I think you’re the weirder one, Master," Yan Yuan said with conviction.

"You’re just jealous of how normal I am."

"Anyone who can say something like that might not be a pervert, but they’re not far off."

Duan Fei looked at Yan Yuan and nodded. "Yeah, I’m within walking distance."

"Master, what a great comeback!"

While chatting with Yan Yuan to build their rapport, Duan Fei picked up the handbook, dusted it off, found an empty spot on a nearby flowerbed, and began to read.

Perhaps because it had become a permanent instance and had come into contact with the guilds, Love City had become aware of the players’ existence and named them "Descenders."

This setup, where the NPCs were aware of players and formed a new kind of social relationship with them, was actually quite trendy. It made Duan Fei feel like the development team for Abyss really had something up their sleeves.

After finishing the handbook, Duan Fei finally understood why the young woman had been so enthusiastic toward him.

First, it was important to know that the name "Love City" wasn’t chosen at random.

The entire place was once an ordinary city, but a long time ago, it was transported to another dimension—a patch of absolute Void—for unknown reasons.

Here, food and Energy were quickly depleted, but luckily, they found an interdimensional machine.

The machine’s origins were unknown, but it could convert a certain emotion into Energy, and then use that Energy to create matter, send messages into the Void, and so on.

That emotion was love.

And it had to be normal, heterosexual love. Gay or lesbian relationships didn’t work, and furry relationships were even more out of the question.

This machine was exceptionally powerful. A single romance between a man and a woman of the right age could create a vast amount of Energy and resources, and it was the city’s greatest pillar of support, allowing it to survive to this day.

But slowly, a problem began to emerge.

While in operation, the machine released a special type of radiation. Due to this radiation, the Y chromosome in the XY chromosome pairing gradually broke down and eventually disappeared.

By the time the city realized what was happening, it was already too late.

The breakdown of the Y chromosome meant that fewer and fewer boys were born, while more and more girls were.

Decades ago, the last man vanished, and the entirety of Love City became a city of women.

The issue of procreation had been solved through some very "dark" technology, but without men, the love machine couldn’t be used. Once their Energy and resources ran out, the city would still face annihilation.

Fortunately, however, the Descenders appeared.

New love interests had arrived.

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