The question-and-answer session lasted a long time: 529 players in total, and 529 questions.
When the final question ended, the Player Relics in every player's hands were completely ignited by blue motes of light.
The players eagerly inspected their Player Relics, and so did Yu Xunge, who had been standing quietly in a corner with her eyes lowered.
She slowly unfurled her painting. The texture of the paper had changed. She had chosen the finest drawing paper to begin with, the kind used for scrolls capable of holding SSS-rank Skills, but when she touched it now, she could feel surging magical energy flowing between her fingers.
As she unrolled the left side far enough to reveal Orchid Mantis, her hands paused for an instant, but she quickly forced herself to unfurl it completely.
Not wanting to look was another form of caring. She refused to give that Fuzhi deity even the slightest special treatment anymore.
The painting had changed. Some unknown being had come uninvited and added many things to it.
The figures had become more refined, and some colors and lines that had been slightly off had also been adjusted.
But what Yu Xunge cared more about was not those changes, but the scenery that being had added to the painting.
[Cat's Ideal] dimmed its light, and [Furious Moon] shone at full brightness. Night fell over the world within the painting.
The thin layer of ice over the River of Time thickened, and light snow began falling within the painting.
Every tiny snowflake gave off a soft azure glow. The Player Relic had entered the final stage of awakening.
She could not deny it or lie to herself: Qihua's exploitation had affected her deeply.
Did she care about Qihua's favoritism?
Did she care about Qihua's exploitation?
She cared. She