Memoir.
The world of the ancient town in the barren mountains.
Before the game Survival Island.
In a first-tier city, Yimo had bought Zhenling a luxurious apartment on the twenty-first floor.
During Zhenling's school hours, Yimo stayed home, lying around and making cards.
After finishing a card and recovering from her half-paralyzed state,
Yimo silently took out an R Card, stared at it, and began getting into the right state of mind, preparing to modify the next one.
"Hmm, should the effect be a little more direct, and a little more powerful..."
As Yimo thought and fell into hesitation,
a blue, ethereal soul drifted in front of her. "Stare. No."
Yep, it was her younger sister, Ji Ran.
After the Black Card was completed, Ji Ran could appear beside Yimo at any time as long as they were in a game world.
Whenever Zhenling was away, Ji Ran would usually come out on her own, find a place where Yimo could see her, read, and keep her company.
Whenever something happened, she would float over.
Although the younger sister who had floated over at this moment still wore an expressionless face, that "stare" of hers was clearly extremely serious—the highest level of seriousness Ji Ran could display.
Yimo met Ji Ran's eyes and tentatively said, "What if I make it just a little more powerful?"
Ji Ran said, "No. The side effects will be severe."
"The previous plan is already enough to deal with Mad Demon."
Yimo said, "I just feel like it's still a little lacking. It doesn't feel stable enough..."
Ji Ran did everything to just the right degree. It would never be insufficient, nor would it be excessive enough to reach perfection.
Yimo, on the other hand, was the type who prepared as much as possible to