FVN Chapter 403: 245 Is This Kind of Thing Right? (Part 1)
Chapter 403: 245 Is This Kind of Thing Right? (Part 1)
Chapter 403: Chapter 245 Is This Kind of Thing Right? (Part 1)
While Liuzi and Xiemen Waidao were up to something beneath the prison, other players tried different gameplays in various regions.
Some were born to undertake grand endeavors, but many players preferred a more relaxed, casual approach: farming, teaching, experiencing the local cultures of different games, being a spectator in the gaming world wasn’t too bad either.
And Pingping was one of them.
After going through some guides, she finished customizing her character and quickly joined a sect in Yifate, beginning to play as a novice nun.
The nuns’ attire felt very nice to the touch, fitted snugly when worn, with black habits trimmed in gold. The well-dressed high-charm characters looked incredibly cute.
Admiring her reflection for quite some time, Pingping even twirled her skirt in front of the mirror, pleased with the effect.
However, she soon realized she was still streaming and promptly spoke to the screen, “Sorry, I forgot I was live, I will start the game properly now.”
[It’s okay, we like it, perform another $10 worth for us.]
As a streamer, Pingping didn’t have an overwhelming number of fans like Wang Say Games, but the loyalty of her fans was exceptionally strong. As soon as Pingping went online, these die-hard fans would show up immediately.
Most of them migrated from “Spreading Traditional Culture Starting from Me,” but they soon found the girl not only physically attractive and kind-hearted but also optimistic and cheerful despite her disability, so they naturally started to follow her.
Even though her stream didn’t feature stunts, watching her leisurely play the game was a rare comfort to those who didn’t have time to play games themselves.
Prayers could bring about miracles, but prayer power was meant to strengthen the Goddess of Mercy in her fight against the world’s enemies, so miracles were not to be squandered.
The pace of life here was very slow; Pingping had been here for five days and only unlocked the Education System yesterday, enabling her to view NPC information.
However, she liked this slow pace and could fulfill one of her dreams here, that of becoming a teacher.
If not for that car accident, she might have stood at a lectern, starting her journey of teaching and nurturing.
She was thankful to “New World” for giving her a new opportunity to realize her dream in the game.
Players could choose not to engage in production activities, but still, Pingping joined Granny in fetching water and preparing breakfast for the children, and once they arrived, they could begin their studies for the day.
The children were residents of the nearby slums, their parents either miners here or servants of the nearby nobility.
These people were the backbone of Yifate, working fourteen hours a day to earn just enough wages for daily living.
The children’s ages ranged from as young as five to almost twelve. After twelve, they would become apprentices in various trades, earning to support themselves.
Some would become laborers in Yifate, others would assist adventurers heading into nearby dungeons, living on the edge.
Walking into the classroom, Pingping found that a few kids had already arrived.
A frail girl was attentively tidying up, and a little boy was watering the flowers on the lectern—Jin Daisy seedlings, small yet resilient, Pingping’s favorite flower.