Awkward

Maple Leaf Avenue, Lu Xiu's apartment.

The morning sunlight slanted into the bedroom, falling on the messy bedding.

"Hmm----"

An arm stretched out from under the covers, its delicate, lotus-root-like skin gleaming warmly in the morning light.

Lu Xiu closed her eyes, hugged her pillow, turned over, struggled for a while, and then slowly sat up, supporting herself on the bed.

She was wearing a loose, simple nightgown, the soft cotton fabric clinging to her body, wrinkled from sleeping on it. Sunlight shone from the side, filtering through the thin fabric and casting a hazy, warm glow, revealing her graceful curves in the backlight.

Lu Xiu knelt on the bed and rested for a while.

Only then did he get out of bed and begin washing up.

To be honest, the biggest trouble of living alone is how to maintain a healthy lifestyle.

No one urges or nags you; when you're hungry, you just grab a bite; when you're sleepy, you fall asleep immediately. No one cares if you're upside down or sleep day and night.

This was Lu Xiu's lifestyle in her previous life.

After arriving here, her lifestyle improved, but since becoming Architect and starting to build her second instance, she would occasionally revert to her previous lifestyle, spending hours in the Construction Space, unable to distinguish between day and night when she came out, and eating irregularly.

After finishing a dungeon run, the question becomes how to get back to a normal routine.

Lu Xiu's plan was to stay up all night and get up early the next day.

Then go to bed early at night.

The method works quite well—but when you wake up, you feel like life is meaningless.

Lu Xiu finished brushing her teeth listlessly, too exhausted to change into her pajamas. She slumped onto the sofa, gave a coquettish yawn, and then brought up the System Panel.

At the same time, I briefly thought about what I should do next.

First, we need to give a reply to the Coordination Bureau. When the Sekiro raid price was reduced, the Coordination Bureau said they could let her choose an SSS-rank item or piece of equipment.

Lu Xiu still hasn't decided what to choose.

Secondly, ask the Coordination Bureau if they can lend me a sniper rifle.

She wanted to try out the Pilot's Certificate skill.

And then—and that's about it.

Now Lu Xiu has no pressure to survive at all—since receiving the Resident Evil ticket bonus, she basically doesn't have to worry about Survival Points anymore.

Unless she creates a massive open-world instance, the kind that requires millions of Survival Points as Rule Stabilization Cost, it might cause problems.

And combat strength.

Lu Xiu currently feels that her combat strength is barely enough, and she has also obtained the Master Jump Kit.

Suddenly I feel a little empty.

It's a strange feeling, like sprinting through a marathon and crossing the finish line only to be greeted not by cheers, but by endless silence.

Lu Xiu curled up on the sofa, one arm around her shapely and slender legs, the other hand absentmindedly swiping at the System Panel.

never mind.

Let's see how other people are doing with the Titanfall Instance.

Lu Xiu yawned again and switched to the forum.

really.

The forum is full of posts about the Titanfall.

It was only launched last night.

[Terrifying! The dungeon is so spectacular—anyone who's experienced it firsthand will probably find it unforgettable.]

[Wow, this dungeon is awesome! Even though I died falling from the Beacon, and the price was high, it was really cool and unforgettable.]

[The tickets are way too expensive—and the difficulty isn't low either. Don't be fooled by how smoothly Lu Xiu plays; the dungeon is really hard. I even suspect the system deliberately hyped it up to pique our interest, then lured us in to be slaughtered.]

[Lu Xiu's price can't be changed now, which is a pity—to be honest, putting aside the high price, this dungeon is really well-designed as long as it doesn't imitate Lu Xiu. Sometimes it even makes you forget you're in a dungeon.]

[Has anyone reached the Effect and Cause level? That fist-clenching time-space switching mechanic is giving me the creeps.]

[I got it! It's absolutely amazing! Every time I play Lu Xiu's dungeon, even though I die all the time, there's a real sense of joy—it's a very subtle feeling.]

[----]

On the forum.

Most of the players who posted about it seem that they haven't finished the game yet.

The ticket price is still too expensive.

High-rated dungeons are never easy; don't be fooled by the fact that Titanfall is based on a simple original game.

However, even after it becomes a dungeon, not everyone can complete it.

This is especially true for many players who lack relevant experience.

Although it's incredibly simple compared to Sekiro: Titanfall, this is perhaps why the system is priced so high.

However, it's also possible that the time was too short, and many people who could have cleared the game were still stuck in the dungeon—but the sheer number of related posts also indirectly proves that many people did indeed die halfway through.

Maybe.

More psychologically demanding—like Resident Evil, a compact, low-entry-cost, yet highly rewarding dungeon is more suitable for most people.

Lu Xiu wore a thoughtful expression.

Knock knock knock.

Sudden.

There was a knock on the door.

It has a very strong rhythm, exactly three beats, no more, no less.

Lu Xiu snapped out of her daze, then quickly opened and closed her eyes, using her Visual Mindscape glance at the person outside the door, and was somewhat surprised.

But he immediately closed the System Panel and opened the door.

The girl stood quietly at her doorstep, her face extremely beautiful, her features so exquisite they seemed to have been sculpted.

Her waist-length silver hair, as smooth as moonlight, cascaded down her back. She wore a simple white short-sleeved shirt and a black pleated skirt that was neither too long nor too short, just reaching mid-thigh. Beneath the skirt, her long legs were as white as snow, as lustrous and radiant as the finest jade.

"---- Jian Li? Is that right?"

Lu Xiu looked at the suddenly arriving girl with curiosity. "Is there something you need?"

Jian Li looked at Lu Xiu, who was wearing pajamas and looked sweet and charming, and restrained herself from thinking about other people.

She paused for a moment, not in a hurry to speak, but instead reached out to bring up the System Panel and selected a piece of equipment.

soon.

A familiar device appeared on her waist.

Seeing the familiar warp drive, Lu Xiu smiled and praised, "You beat the game? Impressive!"

Jian Li didn't speak, but her eyes trembled slightly.

She lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I want to learn from you how to use the Jump Kit."

"Um?

Jian Li repeated Yan Fushou's words.

"You can't?"

Lu Xiu was even more surprised when she heard this. Although she hadn't had many opportunities to meet him, she knew that the person in front of her seemed to be one of the top talents in the Coordination Bureau's Strategy Group.

Could it be that she also can't learn how to control the Jump Kit?

That's it.

Jian Li silent for a moment, then nodded without blushing or skipping a beat, saying, "----No."

"Okay----teaching is no problem, I'm free anyway."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiu was genuinely worried for the Coordination Bureau. If they couldn't even use their trump card, would they know how to use the reward they received?

However, she quickly put the thought out of her mind.

After all, this wasn't a question she should be thinking about.

The beautiful girl in front of him was fine, since she was alright anyway.

When would you like to learn?

"Now."

"Now? Are you okay like this?"

Jian Li hearing Lu Xiu's words, Jian Li's exquisite face remained expressionless.

But Lu Xiu still noticed her confusion, pointed to her skirt, and explained, "You're wearing a skirt, you know. The Jump Kit involves jumping around, do you want to change your clothes?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Li glanced down at her pleated skirt.

She seemed completely oblivious to the need to maintain a good image, or perhaps her overly aloof nature made her extremely insensitive to many trivial matters.

The next second, before Lu Xiu could react, Jian Li's slender, jade-like fingers had already pinched the hem of her skirt and lifted it slightly, revealing the pure white safety shorts underneath.

"It doesn't matter."

Jian Li's voice remained as cold as ever. "I am wearing this."

"What are you thinking! Who's not wearing any clothes?"

Lu Xiu slightly parted her red lips, and then almost instinctively reached out and slapped Jian Li's fair and delicate hand. The crisp sound of the slap was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

Jian Li's hand paused, and the hem of her skirt fell back to its original position.

She looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lu Xiu, and after a moment of silence, said, "----Those are called safety shorts."

Safety shorts?

That's not----

Lu Xiu's silence was deafening.

I instantly realized I'd misunderstood.

Looking into Jian Li's eyes, she suddenly felt that if there were a crack in the ground, she might crawl into it without hesitation.