You'll become a god, you'll create Earth ONLINE

Lin Chacha's tearful voice echoed in the room filled with the smell of blood and laundry detergent foam.

The sound wasn't loud, but to the four male college students, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

Su Hao, who had already reached the door and was about to stride away, abruptly stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and scanned Lin Chacha up and down with his eyes like a searchlight.

This time, the focus wasn't on her tattered JK uniform and fair legs, but on a rare piece of equipment.

"Can you heal?"

Su Hao raised an eyebrow.

"Nanny...nanny?!"

Fatty Wang's eyes widened instantly, and his previous disdain vanished completely.

He slid forward, hands clasped to his chest, eyes shining.

"Holy crap! A living support! A walking health pack! Grandma, why didn't you say so sooner!"

Chen Fei also looked incredulous and quickly came over.

"You really awakened a healing talent? This game has only been open for a short time, and support characters are rarer than pandas!"

In this hardcore, realistic game where there's no automatic health regeneration and injuries inflict a bleeding debuff, having a healer in the team significantly increases the margin for error.

Even if she's just a screaming burden, as long as she can bring the team's health back up, she's the team's mother!

Lin Chacha was startled by the sudden change in the boys' attitudes. She shrank back and quickly nodded.

She reached out and tapped in the air, setting part of her system panel to "squad visible" mode.

A semi-transparent information box immediately popped up in front of the four people.

[Player: Lin Chacha]

[Rank: Lv.1]

[Talent: Love and Peace (C-Rank, Support)]

[Initial Skill: Consumes 10 stamina points to release a healing energy attack on a single target, instantly restoring 50 health points and having a certain probability of dispelling mild bleeding/poison status.]

"hiss……"

Zhao Lei, clutching his still-bleeding arm, gasped in shock.

"Instantly restores 50 points! And it dispels bleeding! This is practically a god-tier skill! It can restore my health bar from half to full!"

"Awesome! This talent is incredible!"

The fat man slapped his thigh excitedly and turned to look at Su Hao.

"Fourth Brother, we have to latch onto her! With her around, we won't even need to spend money on potions when we're grinding monsters!"

Su Hao looked at Lin Chacha's skill panel, and his originally cold and hard expression softened slightly.

For a team to go far, the warrior-mage-priest trinity is the standard.

They now have Zhao Lei to tank the damage, while they and Chen Fei deal damage; all they need is a healer. This is truly a godsend.

"Alright."

Su Hao put away the fire axe and gestured with his chin towards Zhao Lei.

"Since you can heal, don't just stand there. Quickly give him a shot; if the blood keeps flowing down his arm, he'll almost go into shock."

Zhao Lei winced in pain, looking at Lin Chacha with anticipation.

"Little sister, please. Heal me quickly, my life is in your hands from now on."

however.

To everyone's surprise.

Lin Chacha stood there, not casting any spells, but her pretty face turned bright red, almost as if it were bleeding.

She clutched the tattered hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, her eyes darting around, looking like she was about to cry.

"Add more! Why aren't you adding more? Are you out of mana?"

Chen Fei grew anxious and leaned closer to examine her panel.

"My energy level is full."

"I...I..." Lin Chacha stomped her feet anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"This skill...this skill has a casting animation..."

"So what if it's a pre-animation?" the fat man waved his hand dismissively.

"Even if you need to stay in place for five seconds to cast a spell, we can wait for you! Just don't get interrupted, there are no monsters here!"

"It's not a matter of time..."

Lin Chacha bit her lower lip, her voice barely audible, almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

"The system says... this skill is strongly bound... if you don't perform the required actions or say the required lines... the skill will fail to be released, and you will also lose double the amount of mana."

The four boys were stunned.

"What actions? What lines?"

Su Hao frowned, keenly sensing something was amiss.

"Is it difficult? Do I need to form hand seals? Or do I need to prepare casting materials?"

"No...no materials are needed..."

Lin Chacha took a deep breath, as if she had made some great sacrifice.

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, with an expression of resignation to her fate.

"Then watch closely..."

What happened next became an indelible stain on the minds of the four male college students in dormitory 404.

Lin Chacha stood amidst rat entrails and green bloodstains scattered on the ground.

She suddenly put her legs together, knees slightly turned inward, and assumed a very standard Japanese anime girl's pigeon-toed stance.

Then, she raised her hands above her head, bending her thumbs and forefingers to make a big heart shape on her head.

This is not over yet.

She suddenly twisted her slender waist, winked her left eye at Zhao Lei, who was staring blankly, and blew him a kiss.

Finally, in that overly sweet, even slightly affected, high-pitched voice, she shouted out a line loudly and shamefully:

"Shine, pink girlish heart! Representing love and peace, chirp chirp, let's eliminate brother's pain~! Heave-ho!"

Accompanied by that final, soul-stirring "Hey!"

"Buzz—"

A blindingly bright pink beam of light shot out directly from between Lin Chacha's hands, which were forming a heart shape, and accurately struck Zhao Lei, who was sitting on the ground dumbfounded.

In the pink light, there were even a few holographic peach petals falling.

A flash of light.

The deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on Zhao Lei's arm healed and scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving not even a scar.

[System Notification: You have received treatment with the 'Pink Healing Wave'. 50 HP restored. 'Moderate Bleeding' status has been dispelled.]

The health bar is fully restored.

The person is alright.

But the entire laundry room fell into a silence even more deathly than that of a morgue.

Zhao Lei stared blankly at his perfectly healed arm, then looked up at Lin Chacha, who was standing there with her face flushed, her hands covering her face as she squatted on the ground and cried.

"Holy crap..."

After a long while, Chen Fei managed to squeeze out two words with great difficulty. He felt that his worldview had been irreversibly reduced to a lower dimension.

Fatty Wang leaned against the washing machine, staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering to himself.

"Damn it... I've lived for twenty years and I've never seen such a hardcore way to heal. I feel like my stomach is cramping."

Su Hao turned around and covered his forehead with his hand.

He felt that his intelligence and aesthetic sense had been thoroughly humiliated by that combo attack.

This is an apocalyptic scene filled with bits of flesh, a stench that fills the air, and corpses strewn about.

A disheveled beauty from the department, facing a rough man covered in blood, made heart gestures, winked, and shouted, "Eliminate brother's pain!"

The scene was so beautiful and impactful.

If physical defense can be blocked by armor, then this wave of magical attacks is a true wound, hitting their very nerves.

"Boss, how are you feeling?"