You’re Awake?

“What’s your magic resistance… how much is it now?”

Staring in a daze at the astonishing damage value she dealt, Yuewu was silent for a long time before murmuring this soft question.

“I didn’t look closely, probably a few hundred.”

Chen Zixuan also felt a bit embarrassed. Afraid of discouraging Yuewu, he hesitated for a moment before giving a rather vague answer.

A couple hundred is still a few hundred, and eight or nine hundred is also a few hundred—nothing wrong with that.

“You really are a monster. My magic stat is too low; I can’t break through your defenses.”

A deep sense of frustration welled up in Yuewu’s heart. She sighed, accepting this harsh reality.

Never mind defeating Cecilia—even if she just stood there and took hits, Yuewu still couldn’t break through her defenses. Was there really anyone in this game who could beat her?

Chen Zixuan said nothing, and didn’t suggest that Yuewu switch to a physical attack, either.

Compared to his 810 points of magic defense, his physical defense was even more outrageous—an incredible 920 points.

Still the same as before: unless Yuewu had true damage, even if she started attacking right now and kept at it until the game shut down, she still might not be able to kill Chen Zixuan.

“Let’s not waste time. Let’s finish up quickly.”

“… Okay.”

A few seconds later, Yuewu was the first to be teleported out. She opened her panel and glanced at her battle record.

Wins: 22

Losses: 1

Her previous win streak had already been reset; everything would have to start again from scratch.

Breathing out softly, at that moment, yet another person in this world quietly made up their mind—next time, they would definitely not queue for matches at the same time as Cecilia.

It was just too demoralizing.

“Huh? Why are you out? Which match did you win? Don’t tell me you lost.”

At that moment, Dawn’s Light, who was waiting in the lobby, just happened to see Yuewu teleported in. He immediately walked over without any tact and teased her.

“You damn…”

The thought that it was this very person who called Cecilia over, causing her 22-win streak to be broken—Yuewu was so furious her hands itched.

She was just about to lash out, when she suddenly realized that doing so would be venting her anger at Dawn’s Light, and by extension, Cecilia. In the end, Yuewu just took a deep breath and nodded helplessly.

When Dawn’s Light saw her admit it, he was actually dumbfounded. He hurriedly asked, “Seriously? With your current level and equipment, how could you lose? What class and level was your opponent?”

Biting her lip in frustration, Yuewu reluctantly spoke the four syllables.

“Cecilia.”

“Oh… well, tough luck then.”

As soon as he heard the answer, Dawn’s Light immediately understood, showing not a trace of comfort—instead, there was a flicker of schadenfreude in his tone.

They both had witnessed Cecilia’s terrifying combat power before. Losing to such a monster really wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

“Based on her usual routine, she typically logs off around noon for two hours. I’ll just go back in then—don’t want to get matched with her again.”

Because Cecilia was still in the arena, Yuewu simply stopped queueing. She found a corner and quietly waited there.

“That’s true. You didn’t lose much—think of it as buying a lesson for just an hour. Actually, a little setback isn’t a bad thing. Maybe you don’t get it now, but someday you’ll understand what I mean.”

Dawn’s Light nodded approvingly.

“A grown man nagging like this—isn’t it annoying…”

As the two were chatting, another player was teleported into the lobby.

“Damn it, must be a bug in the system! I just got to the ring, didn’t even see who it was and I died already—what a stupid game…”

As that player’s complaints drifted into the distance, Dawn’s Light and Yuewu glanced knowingly at each other. They both had an answer in their hearts.

Turns out, not playing solo ranked matches right now was truly a wise decision.

……

Because of the earlier publicity and tireless spreading of those “fanatics,” soon everyone in the arena knew that at this very moment, Cecilia was in the solo ranked mode.

A single stone stirred up a thousand waves. Over the next several minutes, countless players flooded into the competitive lobby, signing up for solo ranked, all wanting to experience a one-on-one with Cecilia up close.

After all, opportunities like this were rare in a lifetime—bragging rights for years to come.

“Do you know Cecilia? The world’s number one ranked female player… white-haired, twin-tails… I once soloed her one-on-one. What? You don’t believe me?… It was a romantic afternoon; the two of us fought till the skies darkened and the sun and moon lost their glow, locked in a battle with no winner or loser…”

It was more or less something like that.

However, given the sheer number of players, the odds of being matched with Chen Zixuan were minuscule. Most people, in the end, never got to duel Cecilia for even one round.

The extremely few lucky ones who did get matched with Chen Zixuan often didn’t even have time to say a word before they were instantly eliminated, many without ever knowing how they died.

In less than fifteen minutes, Chen Zixuan had already won fifteen matches, and his points rose from zero to seventy-five.

At this rate, he’d only need a bit over an hour to collect the four hundred points required to exchange for one piece of [High-grade Mithril].

However, Chen Zixuan was starting to feel bored; it was already one in the afternoon and he hadn’t had lunch yet. He’d only come to the arena to try out the new function, and having played more than a dozen matches, it was about time to log off.

After sending another newly teleported player back to the lobby, Chen Zixuan didn’t go over to greet Dawn’s Light and the others. He simply opened the menu and exited the game.

He’d come back in the afternoon to continue farming wins…

………

There’s a saying in Xijiang:

This city has only two seasons—summer and winter, with no spring or autumn. That’s how unbearably hot Xijiang City’s summer can get.

The ground outside was steaming in the heat, giving off the scent of baking asphalt.

Through waves of hot air hovering over the ground, the distant scenery warped bizarrely, like a desert mirage—absurd, yet real.

Amid the world’s ceaseless cicada song, Chen Zixuan awakened from a muddled sleep.

Have you ever had this experience?

You feel like you’ve dreamed a long, eventful dream, only to wake and find you slept barely an hour.

Chen Zixuan felt just like that. In his dream, he had received a helmet and entered a game called Legend of Kaloran.

As her mind cleared a little, she felt the weight of the VR helmet.

So… it wasn’t a dream after all…

For some reason, at that moment, Chen Zixuan felt an odd sense of unreality.

The air conditioner in the room was still off, but the temperature today seemed even lower than yesterday’s. Far from feeling hot, her limbs were actually chilly.

Swallowing, Chen Zixuan discovered her lips were exceptionally dry; she licked them, but the dryness wouldn’t go away.

Just then, a woman’s voice sounded abruptly by the bedside.

“You’re awake? The surgery was a great success…”

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