"— I didn’t lie to you, Sister Xue Xue!"
Jiu’er called out loudly as she flew into a tackle.
She dived straight into the arms of Wen Xue, who had just woken up and was still somewhat groggy, and enthusiastically wriggled around.
"...Hmm, it’s pretty impressive."
Wen Xue nodded and uttered in a raspy voice touched by lingering sleep, "Thanks, Jiu’er."
Although she said so, she dug Jiu’er out from her embrace and carelessly threw her aside.
She was Jiu’er’s older cousin, who had just finished creating her character, Xitan Pulan, after accepting an invite code from Jiu’er.
Wen Xue propped herself up with one hand to sit up in bed, put on her glasses, untied her long ponytail, and walked over to the vanity mirror to slowly brush her hair... using the opportunity to collect her somewhat scattered thoughts.
... What in the world is this black technology?
Her train of thought was much in sync with Longjing Tea’s.
When given the option to exit, she immediately chose to leave the game. Other things weren’t urgent, but she at least wanted to step out and ask Jiu’er if she knew any additional information...
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She hadn’t expected that after scanning her fingerprint, she would suddenly fall asleep—fortunately, it was at Jiu’er’s home.
"Was it that girl who moved me to the bed?"
Xitan Pulan casually asked Jiu’er, "You don’t seem to have the strength to move me."
She was referring to Lin Yiyi, who was staying over at Jiu’er’s home.
Jiu’er, sitting happily on the table with her cowlick bouncing contentedly, replied, "That’s right—don’t hold back with the heavy lifting, just tell Ah Gan directly..."
"Her name is Yiyi, not Ah Gan..."
Xitan Pulan couldn’t help but comment, "You should properly call people by their names; it’s rude otherwise.
"Speaking of which, where is Ah... Yiyi right now?"
"She should be at the swimming pool downstairs."
Jiu’er tilted her head slightly, answering with some uncertainty, "She’s been learning to swim these past two days. She also asked me if I knew any freelance boxing coaches..."
"...Hmm, that’s good, too."
Xitan Pulan nodded slowly and added, "Make sure you also keep up with your fitness regime on time, and maybe learn some archery from Yiyi.
"I happen to know a streamer lady who is pretty skilled with a hunting bow... she’s currently in Australia. I can introduce you guys later."
"...Are they, um, big?"
Jiu’er asked with an innocent voice, making a slight gesture in the air.
Xitan Pulan, out of habit, curled her fingers and flicked Jiu’er on the forehead—a gesture she learned from imitating a male idol in her childhood and inadvertently made into a habit.
Jiu’er was always bouncing around at home, never settling down without a spanking. But she was too cute for Xitan Pulan to bear hitting her...
So she compensated by flicking her forehead eighty times a day, quantity over quality.
"By the way," Xitan Pulan inquired, "how should I allocate attribute points for the Pale Princess’s clerics?
"I went straight for the primary attribute, all in Willpower... Is that okay? How should I allocate points moving forward?"
Jiu’er covered her forehead, stunned for a moment.
Although she knew that this time it was not just Swordsmen... but could Clerics also be chosen?
What’s the Pale Princess?
"How many classes could you choose from?"
Jiu’er asked curiously, "We only had Swordsmen at the time."
"Swordsman, Rogue, Hunter, Apprentice Mage, Cleric—five in total."
Xitan Pulan answered, "To me, it doesn’t matter much. I rarely play games, so any class is the same to me... I thought the last one was random, but it turned out to be a Cleric."
Jiu’er expressed her envy with a sigh, "That sounds amazing, truly amazing... Both Wizard apprentices and clerics are very strong professions. I want that too..."
Fortunately, Jiu’er was quite good-natured and quickly calmed herself down.
Then, she asked further, "What about the cleric’s initial abilities? And what kind of deity is the Pale Princess?"
"...I’ll write it down for you to see, I’ve memorized the panel anyway."
Xitan Pulan sighed and put down her comb.
She picked up a pen and started writing down her panel while casually answering Jiu’er, "The Pale Princess seems to be a deity of the undead. I’ve also memorized some of the rules and prohibitions of the Pale Sect..."
Jiu’er curiously looked over her panel from behind:
Half-Death Daughter, female, level 5
Attributes: Strength 5, Agility 5, Constitution -, Perception 8, Willpower 10
Specter (Ex): Pale Body Lv1
Priest (Lady Pale, Imprint 0): Wraith’s Touch
[Pale Body LV1: Resurrected by the Pale Princess as a Half-Death Daughter, outwardly indistinguishable from a living person, still requires food, water, and sleep. However, exercise does not increase limb attributes, injuries do not heal on their own nor worsen when severe, immune to disease and instant death effects, takes double damage from divine magic. Must receive treatment to heal.]
[At night, can voluntarily use this ability to leave the body and enter a specter form. Must return to the body within an hour, or will immediately die.]
[Wraith’s Touch: In physical form, touching any living being will passively continue to absorb their life force and heal oneself; In specter form, can actively release it, absorbing a large amount of life force and causing the other party to tremble or fear; When gaining experience with this skill, can refresh the duration of "Pale Body".]
Jiu’er was suddenly astonished.
Not only was it a powerful profession she had never seen before...
But even her race had changed?!
However, beyond that, she keenly noticed another point:
—Exercise does not increase limb attributes.
Does that mean... for humans, exercise can increase attributes?
Jiu’er felt as if a new world’s door had been flung open before her—
"...Half-Death Daughter?"
He was really just trying to call for the Skeletal Lord tentatively.
Anyway, he wasn’t afraid of the gallery anymore. At worst, he could just speed run through the gallery again and then go to defeat the copy of the Throat Killer.
To his surprise, after Annan called out once, the Skeletal Lord actually came out straight away.
Then Annan didn’t hold back.
He grabbed the bone and sheared away, refusing to let it go back until he scraped out bone marrow—
"The resurrected by the Pale Princess... are the Half-Death Daughters, all her priests are Half-Death Daughters."
In Annan’s mind, the Skeletal Lord’s voice emerged, old and deep: "The Pale Princess is the deity of spirits and souls... Spirits are the souls of the dead, souls are those of the living.
"Being neither fully alive nor dead is to be a Half-Death Daughter. Considered dead among the living, and alive among the dead. Therefore, she is not subject to the rule of any order, will not fall in love with anyone... including herself.
"The Pale Princess, therefore, is also called ’Lady No-Bonds’."
The Skeletal Lord slowly said.
...Does that mean, a spinster?