Dad, Please Let Me Be Your One-Pick!

Whether it's the [Calamity Species] being smuggled here, or the [Pure White]'s suppression becoming increasingly ineffective, it all indicates that the Cult of Disaster Gods, along with the lurking Calamity Beasts, are growing stronger.

"Dream Weaver is right. [Pure White]'s suppression was just a last gasp; it is inevitably heading towards its decline."

"Time is running out for humanity; we need more brilliance."

Charlotte whispered softly, Lantern Gem on her chest stirred up an even greater wave of magic, as if igniting the night, causing light and radiance to flow backward and pass through the many stained glass windows from within.

In an instant, the vibrant colors transformed into a mystical, shimmering flame, bathing the entire museum in a glow, as if every ray of light illuminated a window to heaven.

Clatter

The girl snapped her fingers, and the Window to Heaven burst open. The domain constructed by the disaster shattered, and the falling glass shards dispersed like dust in a dream. The surroundings returned to the original appearance of the museum, and the vast night once again enveloped it, with lights and moonlight embracing each other.

--[Heavenly Funeral].

Even without constructing Magic Armor, the magic created within this Soul Flower is enough to eradicate the calamity in this area.

Charlotte put on her headphones and, like an ordinary tourist, strode outwards. She swiped her phone screen with her fingertips, glancing at her next workplace, and with a girlish heart full of anticipation, switched to the chat interface, only to see a message indicating that the message had been read but not replied to.

The girl's azure eyes shimmered with tears. She pursed her lips, feeling inexplicably unhappy at being ignored by her boyfriend, even though she was a complete stranger to him. She muttered softly:

"If I don't see a reply when I wake up tomorrow, even I'll get a little upset."

It will take at least three minutes of coaxing to calm her down!

But they don't seem to know each other very well yet? Wouldn't this seem willful? Well... well, I'll just have to explain once and I'll forgive her.

Hotel Sacher.

The orange glow of the nightlight illuminated a corner of the bed sheet.

"..."

Inside the room, the bed sheet was rolled up, creating a series of wrinkles.

The Pure White Witch was so confused that she didn't know whether she should struggle or not. It wasn't until she heard the notification sound of her phone that she suddenly snapped out of it and crawled out of bed.

Chu Yuanqing's lovely face was flushed with pink, her lips were moist and smooth as if she had just drunk a lot of water, her eyes were misty and her expression was slightly drunk and hazy. She subconsciously reached for her phone on the bedside table.

The next second, the screen unlocks automatically when the iris is touched, and the message is automatically marked as read.

Chu Yuanqing hadn't come to her senses yet. She tried to regain her composure, to process the message Charlotte had sent, and then get her overheated CPU to reply.

At the same time, the Golden Haired Doggy was very unhappy with the patient who was distracted during treatment. She poked the soft flesh on the Pure White Witch's waist and pinched the little hand that had just regained its freedom, causing the phone to slip from her hand with a thud and fall to the ground.

Chu Yuanqing's thoughts went blank again. She didn't know if it was because she was getting weaker and her desire to Magic Replenishment was increasing, or because she was sure that Xie Qingxuan was her former comrade-in-arms and couldn't treat her as a simple junior, or simply because the other party was becoming more and more like Witch, Magic Replenishment effect even better.

In short, reason is evaporating faster than it used to.

In his daze, Chu Yuanqing felt no shame and could only obediently play the role of a patient, as if he were spending Austria Christmas in winter, strolling through a bustling market with his Golden Haired Doggy, eating gingerbread and rock sugar almonds, watching the brass band and choir on the roadside, and carefully selecting holiday gifts.

What gift is it?

Xie Qingxuan's detailed and step-by-step explanation greatly impressed the naive young widow who had no experience in this area.

Chu Yuanqing really wanted to tell the other person seriously that such a big gift was not something a good child should accept.

But she immediately realized she wasn't a child, and her mind went blank, as if stuck. She tried to find other excuses, but they were all refuted by the other person, who said that Xiao Qing had accepted gifts from other people, so why wouldn't she accept hers? Did Xiaoqing hate her?

What followed was a fierce tug-of-war.

The Golden Haired Doggy, after using it halfway, indicated that it could exchange it for a different gift.

So the two continued to soak up the festive atmosphere at the Christmas market, strolling together amidst the continuous falling snowflakes.

To prevent Chu Yuanqing from catching a cold and having her old illness relapse, Xie Qingxuan thoughtfully borrowed a stall from the owner and made a bowl of red wine soup to ward off the cold.

Austria custom involves cooking a mixture of red and white wines. The rest of the process is similar to that of the rest of the Holy United States, which involves adding ingredients such as cinnamon, cloves, fresh orange peel, white or brown sugar, and then slowly stirring and boiling.

Of course, adding ingredients like strawberries, apples, lemons, and pineapples will enhance the fruity sweetness, making the flavor even more suitable for girls.

Xie Qingxuan was very particular about the Pure White Witch's tastes, so he prepared a lot of pineapples beforehand, showing he was well-prepared.

Chu Yuanqing was very nervous because before drinking it, the Golden Haired Doggy, in order to make her feel involved, specifically entrusted her with the most important task of stirring, while he himself was responsible for the second most important step of heating.

Chu Yuanqing had no experience in making red wine soup and couldn't control the heat or the strength of stirring at all. After all, if the spices, brown sugar, and fruits inside were simply crushed, it would easily cause them to lose their main and secondary flavors, lose their original taste, waste ingredients, and even damage the pot.

Therefore, the Pure White Witch righteously refused the task.

Xie Qingxuan was a very kind person. She felt that only when everyone felt involved could they receive the warmest comfort in the cold wind. Therefore, she refused the other party's offer, held Chu Yuanqing's small hand earnestly and firmly, and took the initiative to help control the force of stirring the red wine soup.

Time slips away, bit by bit.

The fire slowly brings the red wine to a boil, allowing the spices and acidity to blend and release aromas of raspberry and cherry. Sugar melts at the bottom, and apple and pineapple soften as the temperature gradually increases, incorporating a touch of fresh fruitiness.

As the stirring speed increases, the complex aromas blend together at high temperatures, creating a pot of heartwarming mulled wine.

After the mission was accomplished, the Golden Haired Doggy invited Chu Yuanqing to drink the fruits of their shared victory.

Unable to refuse the other party's earnest invitation, the Pure White Witch had no choice but to agree and began to savor the freshly brewed mulled wine. She discovered that unlike the champagne she had tasted last time, this mulled wine, brewed in a special way, had a velvety texture, so smooth that it rubbed against her taste buds with unparalleled gentleness.

Moreover, the wine is fuller-bodied, and the rich fruit aroma perfectly balances the acidity and astringency, leaving a lingering sweet aftertaste that is unforgettable.

This sensation brought a powerful sense of happiness that permeated my body and mind, floating like a ribbon in my soul. It made me completely immersed in the deliciousness I had earned through hard work, and I forgot all about the phone that had fallen to the ground.

Nothing more was said that night.

When I woke up in the morning, a Golden Haired Doggy, seemingly imbued with magic, was still fast asleep beside me.

Chu Yuanqing groggily opened her eyes. She was still sleepy and her soul felt ethereal, as if she were walking on cotton. This was because the Magic Replenishment buff was still in effect, causing the pain from the curse to be blocked by 50%.

After regaining his senses, yesterday's absurdity was still vivid in his mind, like clear frames of a video, causing the innocent retired Savior's brain to shut down. It wasn't until he saw the beautiful girl sleeping peacefully beside him, looking completely innocent, that a torrent of emotions surged through him.

Chu Yuanqing's mind trembled, and her serious face turned ashamed. She looked at her slender, soft fingers and her round, pink nails, and suddenly remembered the barrage of crazy comments about her in the Live Broadcast Room. She became even more uneasy.

The girl tried to recall for a while, then breathed a slight sigh of relief and whispered:

"Thankfully, although it was used for strange things, it shouldn't have damaged anything important."

After realizing she hadn't made a serious mistake, Chu Yuanqing managed to regain some composure. She hurriedly and guiltily got out of bed, picked up the four pieces of clothing that the other person had thrown on the floor, stuffed them all into the quilt, and then covered Xie Qingxuan tightly with the quilt.

Then, he pinched her soft cheeks vigorously to wake her up.

It's 6 a. m. The hotel room is only a little over 100 square meters, not as big as the detached dormitory at the base. If Xie Qingxuan lingers in his bed any longer, the whole team might find out what happened last night.

Chu Yuanqing became more and more frightened. Even putting aside his Little Cotton-padded Jacket's physical and mental health, if his other teammates found out, something terrible would happen!

As the saying goes, it is not scarcity that is to be feared, but inequality.

From Little Sakura's perspective, it's hard not to think, "If this Stupid Dog can do this, why can't I? Does Xiao Qing not like me?"

When that time came, if she didn't want to see the other person cry, she would have to treat everyone equally and unify the progress bars of the Little Idol.

Chu Yuanqing has an extremely high sense of morality. Just imagining that scene makes him so ashamed that his CPU would explode. What a joke! One such terrifying experience is enough!

The girl, with a serious expression, urged the Golden Haired Doggy to get dressed quickly. Then, she carefully opened the door, observed her surroundings, and seized the opportunity to push the still-sleepy dog outside.

Well, how should I put it?

This scene resembles both a young widow kicking her lover out after having an affair, and a heartless woman discarding her partner after she's had her fill.

Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, finally having the energy to think about other things.

Although it's embarrassing, I have to admit that the Magic Replenishment effect this time was exceptionally good, even several times better.

Chu Yuanqing found it strange; this was the first time he had ever fainted from Magic Replenishment.

You know, she had just Magic Replenishment with Xie Qingxuan the day before yesterday. She knew very well how much benefit this process could bring, and her body was also aware of what the effects would be. Even if the second Public Performance brought considerable gains, making Xie Qingxuan closer to becoming a [Witch] at any time, it shouldn't have come to this.

Could it be... that there are other factors that determine the effectiveness of Magic Replenishment?

Chu Yuanqing decided to suppress his excessive emotions and analyze the problem carefully.

If she could, she would definitely want to extend her lifespan and suppress the calamity for a few more months. Magic Replenishment involves this possibility, and certain minor details naturally have to give way to it.

"Aside from the number of people and the amount of magic, what else has changed significantly between last time and this time?"

Chu Yuanqing carefully examined the matter and, after a moment, arrived at a somewhat embarrassing answer.

That is, her level of affection for Xie Qingxuan.

Last night, Xie Qingxuan's words confirmed some things, allowing me to truly confirm the other person's identity, causing a subtle change in my feelings that had previously been fixed at that threshold.

The most direct consequence is that, just like with Little Sakura, she can no longer treat the Golden Haired Doggy as a child of the same generation as her daughter.

In this situation, the original feelings will naturally change and become ambiguous.

Even a slight change is a qualitative breakthrough, a fundamental difference.

Chu Yuanqing grasped the crux of the matter, and she suddenly realized a problem she hadn't noticed before.

Since magic and Magical Girl are both idealistic, then Magic Replenishment is naturally no exception.

Therefore, the level of mutual affection will naturally affect the effectiveness of Magic Replenishment.

As for how to confirm this, it's quite simple. If you don't care about integrity, just find an opportunity to optimize Little Sakura's [Cocoon of the Heart].

Chu Yuanqing felt ashamed at this thought. She hadn't even finished preparing how to deal with Yayoi yet, how could she do such a... such a shameless thing?!

At this moment,

The Pure White Witch experienced the terror of choosing a crucial option in an adult game, where the wrong choice would lead to endless depravity. She was in a daze while washing her face in front of the mirror until, halfway through brushing her teeth, a sense of unease flashed through her mind, and she remembered something even more terrifying.

Wait, did I not reply to Charlotte's message yesterday?!

Book Title: Master, You Promised You'd Only Take Me as Your Disciple

Synopsis: Transmigrated to the world of Honkai Impact 3rd, Nan Zhu suffers from [Honkai Sickness]. To survive, she must find a way to deal with this disease that specifically targets men.

I heard that playing the game [Apprentice Cultivation Plan] can cure Honkai Sickness.

I've already traveled through time, and you still want me to play games?

Since he was already there, Nanzhu started the game, thinking, "Why not give it a try?"

"Jingliu, Cangcheng Disaster, and very few survived. I don't know what you saw, but I don't want you to live in the shadows."

"I will teach you a set of Taixu Swordplay, which can slay Nourishing Evil."

"Jingliu, that's all I can teach you. From now on, you'll have to walk your own path."

"Master, didn't you say you would only take Jingliu your disciple in this lifetime?"

"Really? But I didn't say I only have one lifetime."

Volume 1: Chapter 207. Chu Yuanqing's moral depravity, mission completed (5K).

This idea was like a bolt from the blue.

Chu Yuanqing felt increasingly guilty. She felt like a wife who had just done something wrong and suddenly realized she had misremembered her husband's return time. She didn't even bother to continue brushing her teeth. She quickly rinsed her mouth and hurriedly went back to her room, where she found her phone, which had been lying on the floor all night.

The Pure White Witch's small hands trembled. Her expression was serious as she began to reassure herself. She had already said goodnight to Charlotte yesterday, and Charlotte probably only replied with an emoji. It didn't seem like a big deal if she didn't reply?

The screen unlocks, but the interface remains on the other party's message bar.

[10:10:23-- Hmm, are you still out shopping? Vienna has so many beautiful sights at night.]

[10:10:36--If you have the chance, you can go to the lighthouse in Danube Park. From there, you can see the city's night view, where the endless lights outline a beautiful shape like a violin!]

[10:11:19--(Restaurant Recommendation Link)]

[10:11:24--(Photo taken while eating), the pork chops at this restaurant are delicious, and the Shahe cake is also great. You should try it!]

[10:11:44--By the way, I watched your Second Evaluation performance. You danced really well. It felt so familiar, it's a pity I wasn't there to see it live (?).]

Chu Yuanqing grew increasingly frightened as he read on. Charlotte had sent so many messages, and he hadn't replied to a single one. At the time, he was still in bed, holding Xie Qingxuan's slender waist, when she grabbed his hand and pinched many strange spots.

This is simply... this is absolutely outrageous! How could I be so morally corrupt?

The Pure White Witch pursed her lips in shame. She seemed like a nun who had become unclean before a statue of a god, yet remained devout in her faith. She couldn't help but pray and repent to the gods, even wanting to confess all her sins to Charlotte and beg her to punish her severely so that her conscience could be at peace.

But... now that things have come to this, revealing the truth would be absolutely disastrous, wouldn't it?

Moreover, we've only just met, so being completely honest with each other seems strange and a bit too self-conscious.