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Chapter 203. Entertainment Time (3)

After a satisfying battle, Feng Shiman and Jiang Jianxin teamed up and strolled around the game.

The sunset scenes in the game are beautiful, with misty clouds appearing in the sky, and the red and gold colors like watercolor paint.

The rays of sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, bathing the entire virtual world in a warm orange-red hue.

Feng Shiman controlled his character to stop and stand on a high slope, gazing into the distance.

"This view is really nice."

He typed in the team chat.

Jiang Jianxin's character stood beside her, a long sword hanging diagonally at her waist, her clothes swaying gently in the evening breeze simulated by the system.

"Yes."

She replied:

"It's much better looking than the map where we were fighting earlier."

Feng Shiman manipulated his character to stretch. The sunset glow reflected on his game character's face, adding a soft hue to his already delicate features.

In the distance, several virtual birds swept across the sky, drawing graceful arcs in the darkening sky.

"I heard there's a dandelion field around here, want to go check it out? I think dandelions are prettier than these flowers."

Feng Shiman suggested.

Jiang Jianxin gazed at the dazzling blue sea of ​​flowers before him, each bloom swaying gracefully in the wind like enchanted waves—what kind of aesthetic sense is this? He felt that dandelions were more beautiful than these flowers.

But thinking about the dandelion hair clip behind Feng Shiman's ear, and considering that he hadn't provoked her, Jiang Jianxin swallowed the retort that was about to come out.

Anyway, she wasn't particularly interested in looking at flowers, and it didn't matter what kind of flowers she looked at, so she nodded and said:

"Okay."

She shrugged, the longsword clinking softly at her side.

Do you know how to get there?

"do not know."

Feng Shiman said awkwardly that he had only heard of dandelion fields, but had never been to see them.

"..."

Jiang Jianxin couldn't be found either, but A Yu was still online, so she spoke directly to it:

"Hello, hello, let's navigate to the dandelion field."

"Ayu received. Navigation is about to begin. Would you like to grant the character management permission?"

A Yu's voice appeared simultaneously in Jiang Jianxin's and Feng Shiman's headphones.

"Oh? This game also integrates with Dream Pavilion's artificial intelligence?"

Feng Shiman asked in surprise.

He didn't see the help entry for the AI ​​assistant on the interface, so he was surprised to hear the electronic voice suddenly appear in his headphones.

"I asked Ayu for help."

Jiang Jianxin bluntly stated that the virtual world belongs to A Yu, and it's easy for a super artificial intelligence to invade a game and navigate the map.

Then she agreed to grant the character management permission, and the character automatically rode a horse through the neon lights of the setting sun towards the dandelion field.

"Is Jiang Jianxin going to take pictures?"

Ayu asked into the earpiece.

"I can adjust the weather and time parameters. If you're not satisfied with the current lighting, time of day, etc., you can adjust them."

"In addition, there are other players in the dandelion flower field. To avoid the crowds at the scenic spot, we have blocked them all for you."

The large amount of unused computing power allowed Ayu to consider every detail. "Thank you, Ayu."

Jiang Jianxin thanked him.

"You're welcome. If you need anything else, feel free to call Ayu."

After saying that, all that remained in my headphones was the crisp sound of horses' hooves on the bluestone pavement, like a string of notes fading into the distance, swaying gently in the twilight.

After turning the last bend, a field of pure white dandelions suddenly came into view.

The afterglow of the setting sun gilded this vibrant sea of ​​flowers with a flowing golden edge, and millions of fluffy flowers swayed gently in the evening breeze, like countless dreams waiting to bloom.

In the distance, the sky was ablaze with a magnificent sunset. The orange-red and crimson clouds, like an overturned palette, painted the entire horizon into a beautiful painting.

The two stopped at the edge of the dandelion field, Feng Shiman's voice filled with intoxication: "So beautiful."

He reached out, his virtual fingers passing through the golden halo:
"It's a pity I can't control the wind in the game, otherwise you would have been able to witness a snow of dandelions."

Jiang Jianxin did not answer. She simply raised the long sword in her hand slowly. The blade shimmered with an amber light in the setting sun, which added a touch of warmth to her cool and aloof eyes.

Suddenly, she flicked her wrist and slashed a inch above the sea of ​​flowers.

"Whoosh—"

The sword energy rippled outwards like waves, startling the white sprites of the entire sea of ​​flowers.

Thousands of dandelion seeds instantly soared into the air, dancing in the rosy light, like a first snow falling against the current, or a cascading river of stars.

"And now it's snowing."

Jiang Jianxin swiftly sheathed her sword, the white fluff shimmering with tiny golden light in the sunset, a few blossoms gently landing on her shoulder.

The spirited young swordsman's black hair was studded with silver flecks, and even a single silver fleck clung to his eyelashes, trembling slightly in the evening breeze.

At this moment, sword energy danced with flying catkins, and the swordsman and the falling snow shared a moment of solitude.

Feng Shiman was stunned by her decisive strike, and only after a long while did she come to her senses and laugh:

"The Sword Master truly lives up to his name."

Jiang Jianxin stood quietly in place, not replying to him. Dandelions fluttered in front of her as she stared intently at the snow falling all around her.

Feng Shiman noticed her focus and turned her head slightly to ask:
"What is the Sword Master thinking?"

"I was thinking about the news I heard during the last zombie horde battle."

Jiang Jianxin said calmly.

"The story of a pianist and a violinist."

"Oh, I've heard about it."

Feng Shiman nodded and said:
"It was reported by journalists and even became a trending topic."

Jiang Jianxin suddenly looked at him and said, "Something seemed to be on his mind."

Did Haidu also experience a zombie horde back then?

Only the War Alliance suffered during that zombie horde; there was no mention of any other forces, such as the Dream Pavilion, the TV station, or Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals, resisting the horde.

This happened a long time ago, but when Jiang Jianxin recalled it, he sensed something was wrong.

During the zombie horde battle, the War Alliance dispatched a large number of gifted individuals to resist the zombie horde. Except for Dawn Base, which was protected by her and suffered relatively few casualties, other bases suffered heavy losses.

It's normal to suffer casualties while defending against foreign enemies, but the hospitals of the alliance are a special case in critical wars—

Originally, not many talented individuals were infected by medical equipment in hospitals, but now, due to the zombie horde, most talented individuals have received treatment from medical equipment.

Jiang Jianxin kept wondering whether the zombie horde was simply bad luck for the War Alliance, or if they had been outmaneuvered by Black Pupil Pharmaceuticals.

She stared intently at Feng Shiman, who answered without hesitation:
"There might be some, but I drove them away. There were trade winds blowing south during those days, and I gathered strong winds to surround Haidu. I also sent a typhoon to sweep it away. As a result, no zombie horde would dare to come."

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The entertainment is over in the next chapter; it's time to move on to the plot.