Artifact Report

It's the annual (?) Thanksgiving Saturday again
Today's way of expressing gratitude will be different from the past. After all, if you keep seeing the same form for a long time, everyone will get tired of it.

Therefore, the hunters in the world of pseudo-images have decided to act as tour guides and friends to everyone on the thank-you list starting today, and share some things that are not normally seen and not explained in the main text.

Please don’t mind who I am, I am just the host of the thanks chapter.

First of all, please welcome the first tier of the thank you list——

"Thank you Tiejia Baitang, Joiiiii, YQ Aqing, 9,"

Jin Xueli bowed respectfully and said, "Not only have you four given generous rewards, but you've also been so loyal. With such deep affection, we've decided to repay you with a fake image. Do you remember the vending machine in the lair?"

Her face turned cold, and without turning around, she pointed at Morando behind her and said, "I bought the fake image with her card, so please don't be embarrassed. I gave you the four most expensive ones today. If you don't want them, you can throw them away."

Morandao scratched his face, caught up a few steps, and asked in a low voice: "...Are you angry? I planned this a long time ago, it's just that the timing was too coincidental. Who would have thought that I was just going out to collect a repayment, but I would hear you say you were going to see Chai Si..."

"You blame me?" Jin Xueli glared at him, "Did I make you behave badly?"

Without waiting for Morandao to answer, she turned around and took out a cardboard box.

Jin Xueli took out a bag of potato chips from the carton and said, "Who should I give this first fake image to... Well, how about this? I'll spread everything out and you four can each take what you need."

"Wait a minute, I was just thinking—"

"Never mind it. Just shut up."

1. Banana

A banana. From its appearance, weight, and smell, it's still a banana. Bright yellow with a few spots, it's ripe and delicious.

For some reason, Jin Xueli suddenly felt a little dazed when looking at it.

2. [Exploding Spicy Corn Chips]

The purple-red packaging, larger than a human head, is over 98% air. It contains 50g of net weight, ten tablets. A small hoe comes with the bag, and when it falls from the vending machine, it makes a loud "clang" and dents the grooves.

"This, this..." Jin Xueli stuttered a little and looked at Moran.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and closed his mouth tighter than a zipper.

3. [Nestle Gold Latte]

A small 250ml can of coffee, with sugar. I always feel like there's an extra word in the name, but I'm not sure which one is the one that shouldn't be there.

4. [Subway Buddies: Sage for Evil Repellence]

A bundle of organic sage, wrapped in white gauze and accompanied by a lighter. Besides the product name, the white cloth was also printed with a line of words: "For Subway Use Only."

Jin Xueli looked at the four things, her mouth half open, and turned to Mo Landao: "What...what should I do?"

"You remember me now?" Morandao said with a wry smile. "I was about to remind you just now, but you always focus on buying the most expensive things and forget to write down the functional descriptions of the artifacts. Look, I'm useless. I don't even know what they are used for."

After a moment of silence, Jin Xueli said hurriedly, "Then I'll go back and take a look. You wait here! You—well, the rest of the thank you list is up to you!"

After watching her run away, Morandao reached out and picked up the thank-you list; her eyes lingered on the paper for a while and she laughed softly.

"Your father said with a bright smile... I saw you last time. The excavator on the run in Shandong... ah, hasn't he been caught yet? You can ask me to catch him, my fee is not high.

"Boiled Fish, that's a strange name... Will it taste good just boiled in water?"

Morando seemed troubled by this question. Unable to figure it out, she ruffled her thick, slightly curly hair even further. "How about you cook it for me next time?"

"Well, next are wmy, which I can't learn. Is this the first time we meet? And b11111111111—how many ones are there?"

She squinted her eyes and counted for a moment, then looked up and said, "...I'm dazzled." There were quite a few familiar names on the thank-you list for August 8th-10st. Even though Morandao was doing his first thank-you work today, he still felt they were all familiar faces—like Comrade Xiao Fu QAQ, Ginger is Sweet, Does Sanjiu Like Red Bean Cakes?, Du Ziruo, Csmshksdaaa...

"I'll show the list to others later. They all seem to have their own preferences."

Molandao pointed at the names "Yue Zhuo Likes Adventure Stories" and "Always Stands on the Side of the Egg" and said, "That guy—oh, Mai Minghe—seems to have taken a liking to you after seeing your names."

Book friend 20240528111708033 is probably a string of numbers no one can remember. Yu Yuan Eats Taro Balls, Zhuo Fan Yue'er, Jun Mixi, Why Haven't Sanjiu Finished Collecting Friends, Mi Aao, Non-Edible Kitten Gummy Candy...are all old acquaintances. After all, every thank you list must be played and recited in the Nest and Blackmore City on a loop.

There were also some who didn’t look familiar—“Is Mrs. Luo 2020 a newcomer?” she muttered.

"Anyway, to thank you for your support, I've decided to tell you a little-known secret."

Morando had just started entering the nest when she was a junior in college; one day after selling the first fake image in her life, Chai Si came to her with a strange look on his face.

"Here you go," he took out an envelope and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Morandao weighed the envelope a few times, it felt light and fluttery. "Senior, are you going to confess your love?"

She had already discovered that Chai Si was the worst at dealing with the type of person who was flattering and said whatever came to his mind.

Although she usually spoke gently, she couldn't help teasing Chai Si occasionally - somehow, she felt a strange sense of pleasure, as if watching a building about to collapse.

"I wouldn't confess to you if I wanted to," Chai Si said sternly. "A girl from graduate school asked me to pass it on. She seemed to think we were close."

"It's fine."

As she spoke, Morandao had already opened the letter - it was probably a love letter, she thought.

Although it is surprising that there are still people writing love letters in this day and age...

and many more.

"What—what is this?" Morando was stunned. "What did she tell you?"

"What did she write?" Chai Si raised his eyebrows and asked.

"This is... an offer."

Morandao wiped his nose vigorously, feeling that the next words were a bit difficult to say. "Well... She said that her part-time project started to make money, and she is currently living a worry-free life... She asked me if 4,000 yuan a month is enough..."

"Would you like to be a project assistant?" asked Chai Si.

Sometimes, seniors are really simple.

I really can't put it into words.

"No... accompany me."

Chai Si was stunned. "She wants to support you? Why?"

"Well, it seems to be because..."

Morandao wiped his face and decided not to tell the real reason.

When Brianna came to see her, she often drove her family's luxury car, which seemed to cause a lot of misunderstanding to the writer.

"It seems that after I sold the fake image, I suddenly became wealthy, which led her to misunderstand me." Morandao said dryly.

...Chai Si still doesn't know the inside story of this matter.

　I've finally finished writing my thanksgiving post for August! It's getting longer and longer!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)