"So that's how it is!" When Liu Ying heard Gu Yue refuse, a flash of delight crossed her face, but she quickly put on a regretful expression. "That's such a shame. This cake is really delicious."
After saying that, she turned to the silver-purple-haired, pointed-eared girl beside her and casually asked, "Castorice, do you want some?"
Castorice sat there quietly. She looked a little dazed, yet it did nothing to diminish the distinctive aura she exuded.
She wore white and purple clothes adorned with butterflies, delicate black gloves on her hands, and snow-white stockings on her legs. She looked like a princess who had stepped out of a fairy tale, so beautiful that no one could look away.
Hearing Liu Ying's words, she gave a light nod. Then, under Liu Ying's stunned gaze, she reached out and took the small cake from her hand.
"Thank you!"
Her voice was soft and gentle, as quiet as she was.
"Pfft!"
San Yueqi laughed unkindly at the sight.
"That's Castorice. She's a very gentle, quiet girl, but if possible, try not to touch her."
Zhigeniao continued the introductions.
A trace of confusion appeared in Gu Yue's eyes, but Zhigeniao did not explain further.
Then Zhigeniao's gaze shifted to the last person in the classroom: a white-haired boy wearing a black eye mask, sprawled over his desk.
Seeing that the boy was still connected to the Simulated Universe and had yet to log out, Zhigeniao smiled helplessly. "His name is Lu Jingming. Well, you could say he's our class monitor."
Gu Yue narrowed her eyes, remembering how she had been pierced by a spear yesterday. Even now, her chest still carried a phantom ache.
Virtual bodies projected by the Simulated Universe generally possessed only eighty percent of the original's strength. If there was insufficient