There Must Be Something Wrong With This Game!

"So this is the city!"

Duan Fei was stunned the moment he stepped through the door.

Everything before him was like a scene from *Inception*, making him feel as if he’d stepped into a dream.

Skyscrapers were everywhere, but some were growing in completely the wrong direction. A few buildings even ran parallel to the ground, growing wantonly through midair.

Countless players dashed about, and some even had flying items that allowed them to zip back and forth through the sky.

Unlike the silent Infinite Office, this place was teeming with people. It was like returning to civilization after being lost in the wilderness.

The entire city was clean and tidy. Every convenience store along the road had a ridiculously large sign, as if terrified people wouldn’t know what they sold.

This was the city, the shared home of millions of players.

Besides basic residences and shops, countless guilds were stationed here and numerous NPCs went about their business. The interweaving of players and virtual AI constructed this strange city of gamers.

Seeing Duan Fei standing frozen, Jinghong carefully adjusted her angle, took out her camera, and snapped a photo of him and herself, making it look like they were in the same shot.

"Hehehe."

"What are you laughing about?" Duan Fei asked, confused.

"Nothing." Jinghong quickly put away her phone and said calmly, "It’s normal to get a little excited when you first arrive in the city. Next, I suggest you go find the Divination Master."

"Who’s the Divination Master?"

"She’s an NPC who showed up recently. She can help test your Profession compatibility. But she roams over a huge area—her territory is the entire city. You can’t really get a sense of it from here, but someone once drove for a whole month and still didn’t reach the city’s edge. Based on that, people calculated the city’s area to be about five hundred million square kilometers."

"That’s insane!"

Five hundred million square kilometers... that was equivalent to the entire surface area of Blue Star.

Imagining the surface of Blue Star completely covered in urban structures, Duan Fei was suddenly struck by an indescribable sense of loneliness.

’The developers of this game really are a bunch of lunatics,’ he thought.

"It’s not so bad," Jinghong said. "The city’s size is ridiculous, but it has population centers. Everyone arrives in a human settlement. Anyway, I wonder if the Divination Master is around today."

As she led Duan Fei to the Divination Master’s location, Jinghong silently watched him the entire way.

Everyone had been a little busy lately, so they rarely had time to go out together.

She had to juggle her studies, play the game, clean Duan Fei’s place—while also installing cameras and collecting his things. Her schedule was pretty tight every day.

As for Duan Fei... he was busy playing the game.

At this thought, a wave of resentment washed over Jinghong.

’The nerve of this guy! Too busy playing games to even come see me, huh!’

’I’m sneaking into your room tonight to take a bunch of ugly pictures of you while you sleep!’

Just as Jinghong was seething with resentment, Duan Fei suddenly reached out, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his embrace.

An autonomous tram sped past, its front end barely grazing where she had been standing.

Pressed against Duan Fei, Jinghong’s face instantly turned crimson. It took her a long moment before she could whisper, "Thank you."

"No problem. Be more careful."

Taking her hand, Duan Fei started walking again. "Your Spirit seems a little unfocused lately. And your hands are so cold. I bet they’re like this in the real world, too. Hm? Are you listening to me?"

’...I love him, I love him, I love him so much!’

"Jinghong? Jinghong?"

’We’ll get married when I’m twenty-two. A Chinese-style wedding would be nice. We’ll have our first kid in the second year, and a second one four years after that.’

"Jinghong?"

’If it’s a boy, we’ll name him Duan Hong; if it’s a girl, Duan Hong.’

"Jinghong, did you hear what I said?"

’We’ll raise them until they’re eighteen, then send them off so we can go back to it just being the two of us. We’ll live to be a hundred, watch the sunset by the sea together, and then pass away peacefully at the same time.’

"Jinghong..."

Jinghong finally snapped out of it.

Wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth, she squinted at Duan Fei.

’Our future is all planned out, so when are you going to confess your love to me?’

’We only have four years left, can you please hurry it up?!’

For the rest of the walk to the Divination Master’s house, Duan Fei could feel Jinghong’s stare on him, thinking she was getting stranger and stranger.

The Divination Master’s room was situated on top of a giant, walking crab. This "pet" was completely at odds with the surrounding modern city, yet it also felt strangely harmonious.

A huge purple mushroom grew on the crab’s back. Its interior had been hollowed out to serve as the Divination Master’s home.

Just as they walked up to the mushroom, a brown arm reached out of a window, followed by a young woman’s excited voice. "Jinghong! It’s you! I could smell you from a mile away."

"...Pervert!"

"What a pervert!"

Duan Fei and Jinghong exclaimed in unison.

Then, the woman’s voice echoed from the mushroom room again, apparently shooing someone away.

Before long, dozens of dejected players filed out of the room, shouting "I’m never coming back here again!" as they left.

But Duan Fei was willing to bet they’d be the first ones back the next day.

Then, the door was pushed open from the inside. A woman with brown skin who looked like an Arabian Princess appeared in the doorway, waving and shouting, "Jinghong, hurry and come in! I’ve gotten rid of everyone else."

Under the resentful gazes of the crowd of players, Duan Fei followed Jinghong into the room and watched as the woman took out a wooden sign with the word "Closed" on it and hung it on the door.

She personally prepared black tea for Jinghong and Duan Fei, invited them to sit, and then looked at Jinghong with a wide smile.

The woman looked to be in her early twenties. Her long hair was woven into a beautiful braid that hung all the way down to the floor.

Her brown skin looked very healthy, and her emerald-green eyes were bright and full of life, yet they also held a grandmotherly kindness.

’Grandmotherly?’

Duan Fei was a bit surprised by this impression, wondering where it came from.

’After all, she’s only twenty,’ he thought.

The Divination Master was dressed in Mediterranean-style traditional clothing, with her slender waist exposed. Tiny gemstone fragments were pasted around her navel as decoration.

Lifting her teacup, the Divination Master smiled and said, "Jinghong, is this your friend?"

"Mhm," Jinghong nodded obediently.

"Here to test his Profession compatibility?"

"Mhm."

"You can come by anytime, even if there’s nothing you need. Whenever you want to see me, I’ll be sure to appear."

The two of them seemed to have known each other for a long time, which Duan Fei found a little incredible.

’Jinghong, when did you get to know such a powerful NPC?’

But the Divination Master didn’t seem to want to talk about their shared past. Instead, she studied Duan Fei carefully and nodded firmly.

Shaking her slender wrist, she let the bracelets on it clang against each other, producing a crisp, metallic sound.

Then, a bit of powder fell from the bracelets onto the white tablecloth in front of her, forming a peculiar symbol.

She took out a thick book, flipped through it for reference, and then said in an ethereal, almost illusory voice, "The most suitable Profession for you... is to be a toy boy."

"What the hell kind of Profession is that!" Duan Fei couldn’t help but roar.

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