Game Invasion: A new term for each level

Yang Hui slowly woke up, still a little groggy from just waking up.

His vision was blurry, but he squinted and leaned closer to look at the tall, beautiful woman sitting in front of him.

If it were anyone else, Xu Qinglan would have already beaten them so badly they lost their memory.

She tapped on the table, and Yang Hui suddenly woke up, remembering what he had come for.

"Is the term evaluation complete?"

Yang Hui asked hesitantly, as he remembered almost nothing, only vaguely recalling sitting cross-legged under a tree, an ant crawling past his feet, and him glancing at it.

It must have been a dream.

Xu Qinglan casually flipped through the documents and said, "It's almost done, but there's one last question."

"What?"

Why did you lie?

Yang Hui was taken aback and quickly scanned his panel. Shouldn't the "I have a little secret" feature be working by now?

She discovered that my initial keyword was "steady and pragmatic"?

Xu Qinglan said calmly, "Your level 10 entry isn't some kind of 'finger gun' at all, right?"

"Um...I..." Yang Hui quickly calculated in his mind.

"Sigh~" Xu Qinglan sighed and said, "I know you are wary of the Bureau. After all, your sister was on a mission with the Bureau when the accident happened. The incident was classified as top secret, and the higher-ups are keeping it very secret. I can only investigate in secret."

"I have a very good relationship with Yang Ning. She is my best friend since I came to Beicheng."

"I shouldn't have come looking for you. I could have let you live an ordinary life. But you set up some kind of game instance bodyguard agency. When you were secretly leveling up, I knew that I had to keep you under my nose to feel at ease. Otherwise, you would die in some ordinary game instance and no one would care."

"This is what I owe Yang Ning."

"But you're about to enter the castle. It's my fault for not keeping an eye on you. If you die, I will be sorry to Yang Ning."

She closed her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and her voice trembled.

Yang Hui knew that this was the only time he had ever shown his true feelings since he met her.

He comforted me, saying, "It's okay. I wanted to join myself. Captain Zhang gave me a choice, but I just wanted to become a full-fledged employee as soon as possible so I could see my sister's file."

Xu Qinglan took two deep breaths to compose herself: "Yang Ning's matter is unusual. Even I can't directly take out the file, but I have clues."

"But first you have to trust me. I'm on your side, and I'll make everyone behind the scenes pay the price."

Yang Hui looked into her eyes, which were filled with sincerity and determination.

He hesitated for a moment and said, "I did lie to you. My level 10 skill isn't [Finger Gun]."

"I won't ask how you bypassed the Bureau's entry evaluation. If you have such methods, don't tell me. Everyone has secrets. I just want to know your true level 10 entry."

"I have the authority to select the right entries for you from the Bureau's database. It would be difficult for you to find what you need from so many entries on your own, as they involve countless connections, powers, and struggles."

Yang Hui knew she was telling the truth. Even if he joined the Bureau, the rarest entries were likely already in other people's hands. All he could do was pick what others had left.

Once an entry enters the Administration Bureau, it will first be reviewed by some people with high power and status. If they find it useful, they will be kept first. It will be filtered layer by layer before it finally reaches Yang Hui's eyes.

Even so, the Administration Bureau is the most convenient platform for most people to access, not to mention the discounts.

Yang Hui pondered for a moment and said, "My level 10 attribute is gold rarity!"

"【The Heavenly Venerable of Universal Transformation through Thunder and Lightning of the Nine Heavens】!"

pat!

Xu Qinglan dropped the ballpoint pen from her hand, and it rolled twice on the ground.

The shocked expression was like a silent thunderclap, instantly reshaping her entire face.

Her gaze trembled violently, abruptly leaving Yang Hui's face, then slowly returned in disbelief, trying to confirm, but all she saw was Yang Hui's serious face.

Her full lips parted slightly, forming an incomplete "o" shape, but no sound came out, as if her gasp was stuck deep in her throat.

The exquisite skirt suit, which originally accentuated her confident curves, now seemed like an overly tight constraint.

Her chest, which had been flat, began to rise and fall slightly.

Beneath the skirt, her legs, encased in black stockings, seemed to have lost their strength. Her knees bent, and the legs, which had been crossed, unconsciously slid down, the slender heels of her high heels lightly tapping the ground with a clear click.

Xu Qinglan made a sound, a very soft "Ah?"

It was completely different from her usual clear voice.

She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "No wonder you wanted to hide it. Even I wouldn't casually tell others about a gold-level keyword."

Shocked, Xu Qinglan propped herself up on the table and leaned forward, suddenly standing up so that her chest almost bumped into Yang Hui's face, causing him to instinctively lean back.

However, she didn't care about that now and started pacing back and forth in the room, her high heels making a clattering sound.

He kept muttering, "It matches up, it matches up, no wonder..."

The moment she heard that name, she understood.

She picked out a few documents from the table and pushed them towards Yang Hui.

Upon closer inspection, Yang Hui discovered that it was actually the unusual weather phenomena that occurred every time he activated the golden affix, as well as the abnormal cause of death after the spider demon's autopsy.

The spider demon's unusual cause of death was attributed to the uncertainty of its physiological structure, but this weather anomaly was too obvious.

Whenever Yang Hui was there, dark clouds would always surround him, and thunder would strike.

Abnormal weather occurred in the funeral street and the old city area during Yang Hui's time.

Yang Hui rubbed his forehead. He was still too young and thought he could get away with it, but now he shouldn't worry anymore. Xu Qinglan should be there to back him up.

Xu Qinglan suddenly poked her head out from behind Yang Hui's shoulder, startling him.

He could feel the shape of the clothes against the back of his head.

Xu Qinglan's breath brushed against Yang Hui's skin: "Are these effects caused by your golden attributes?"

"That's true."

"Beautiful!" Xu Qinglan was somewhat pleased, but then realized that her posture was inappropriate, so she put her hands on Yang Hui's shoulders and straightened up.

"Don't tell anyone that you have the golden attribute, and don't activate the attribute's ability when others are present, unless it's a very urgent situation. You know how to handle things, so I'm not worried about that."

"If you're acting alone, tell me afterwards and I'll help you cover up the unusual weather so no one will notice anything amiss."

Yang Hui couldn't help but interrupt, "You trust me that much? What if I'm lying to you?"

"Others might, but you won't. After spending so many days together, I trust you, and you're Yang Ning's brother, you wouldn't lie to me about this."

"If Yang Ning knew, that would be great." Xu Qinglan fell silent.

Sobbing sounds came from behind Yang Hui, as if she was venting her resentment and grievances of the past six months.

At this moment, she showed her vulnerable side, making Yang Hui feel that she was no longer the aggressive person in charge as usual, but a woman.

Yang Hui wanted to stand up and comfort her, but Xu Qinglan pressed her back into the chair and said in a trembling voice, "It'll be alright soon, don't turn around."

Yang Hui could only pat the slender hand on his shoulder, a gesture that broke Xu Qinglan's defenses.

Yang Ning had comforted her in the same way before.

She wrapped her arms around Yang Hui's neck, bent over, buried her head in his neck and shoulder, and cried out.

Yang Hui dared not utter a sound. This was a woman with a strong exterior, and Xu Qinglan clearly did not want others to see her long-suppressed emotions erupt.

After a while, Xu Qinglan composed herself, and with her slender, jade-like fingers, she stroked Yang Hui's features, murmuring, "So alike, so very alike."

It seemed that this could alleviate her longing.

Even if Xu Qinglan doesn't admit it, there's a high probability that she'll never see Yang Ning again.