Are You Being a Little Despicable?
An hour later, Third stared blankly into the distance, her heart filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Squatting off to the side, she plucked a foxtail grass stem and put it in her mouth. "There's actually something in this world that feels better than studying."
"See? I told you." The Chief draped an arm around her shoulders. "This thing is a monstrous flood. Once you get hooked, something will definitely go wrong."
Third closed her eyes and felt it out, immediately realizing that she had already been drawn in by the Dreamscape and had even begun to long for it.
All she could think about now was playing another round. Studying and crafting magical artifacts had both been pushed aside. This craving made her cry out over how she could be so depraved, yet she could not help imagining how she could keep enjoying herself afterward.
But then, deep self-reproach rose within her, and she could not help saying to herself, Third, Third, how could you fall so low? Wasn't being a workhorse your lifelong dream? Why were you getting lured in by games at a time like this? What happened to your dreams? Your ambitions?
Yet the more she blamed herself, the more powerful the temptation of indulgence became. The allure mixed with guilt was as intoxicating as poisoned wine, leaving her immersed in it and unable to pull herself free.
"Third! Third!"
A slap jolted Third awake, and she shuddered in alarm.
"This thing is incredible! I almost developed a Heart Demon just now."
"Exactly. What should we do?"
"What else can we do? If the students play it, they'll definitely be so delighted that they forget everything else. Then they'll become addicted, unable to extricate themselves, and eventually become Chen Yu's slaves.