Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Author: A Demon in the Gobi Desert

Summary:

Awakening Holy Light Cultivation System.

Beginner Quest – [Purify a lost nun corrupted by the Dark Corruption.]

Ding Heng picked up his camera and went to the comic convention: "Cosplaying ladies, want some photos taken? No money? No problem! Just put on this white stockings nun outfit, and I'll take photos for free... By the light of God, I'm such a good person!"

Advanced Quest – [Rescue an Eastern cultivator tormented by inner demons and help her rebuild her Dao heart.]

Ding Heng cornered the Hanfu club president against the wall: Hehe... Senior, you don't want the Hanfu club to go out of business, do you?

High-level quest: [Protect the human princess who has lost her glory.]

Ding Heng scratched his head and sighed: "Princess!? It's the 21st century, what are we going to do if we don't have this rare thing in the country..."

The ultimate mission: [Capture a raging evil dragon.]

Ding Heng, feeling helpless, posted online: Has anyone ever seen a dragon?

Turning around, his childhood sweetheart, surnamed Long, pounced on him—"Hehehe! Your sister Long is Long!"

As a propagator of the Holy Light in the new era of the 21st century, Ding Heng has always upheld the excellent spirit of unity, friendship, and dedication, and never engages in fraud, enticement, coercion, or other crooked practices.

Everything was light and bright, without any dark or heavy secrets.

What! You don't believe me?

Please line up, I'm going to give you a Holy Light buff!

The Nun's Summer Vacation

Chapter 1: Saving a Lost Nun at a Comic Con?

July in Xingcheng.

As the comic convention began around nine o'clock in the morning, the summer sun shone through the glass dome of the convention center, casting dappled light and shadow on the bustling crowd.

The air was thick with the smells of sweat, cheap perfume, and fast food, and the deafening anime theme song blaring from the stereo almost drowned out all conversation.

Wow, handsome guy, your photography skills are amazing! Can you add me on WeChat and send me a picture?

"This……"

Ding Heng looked at the nun cosplayer in front of him, who was bare-chested and wearing black stockings, and sighed in disappointment.

A series of prompts then flashed through my mind...

[This nun has lost her virginity and her rating is too low. She does not meet the mission objectives. Please choose carefully!]

"Excuse me, I have an appointment with someone, please excuse me."

Ding Heng quickly left, then turned his attention to the other nun cosplayers.

Two weeks ago, something claiming to be the "Holy Light Cultivation System" suddenly bound itself to Ding Heng, declaring that it would assist him in becoming the "Guardian of Holy Light" and "the greatest paladin in history."

The first beginner quest follows – as part of the paladin's assessment, purify a young, pure, and beautiful fallen nun, helping her regain her faith in the Holy Light.

Ding Heng was dumbfounded. You have to understand that this is China. There are only more than 5000 officially registered nuns in the whole country, and most of them are middle-aged women in their fifties and sixties!

Where are you going to find a young, pure, beautiful, yet depraved nun for me?!

With so many prefixes, is your system even legitimate?

Fortunately, there's always a way out. One day, while Ding Heng was browsing short videos as usual, a video of a two-dimensional nun changing clothes suddenly popped up, and the system prompted a detection.

[Loss of chastity, low score; this nun does not meet the mission objectives. Please choose carefully!]

This does not meet the mission objectives!?

So your system acknowledges that she is a nun?

Does wearing a two-dimensional nun's habit make you a nun?

That's easy...

Ding Heng typed "nun" into the search bar and scrolled through the short videos, only to be met with the message "Does not meet mission objectives."

In particular, no one was exempt from the "loss of chastity" clause.

Left with no other option, Ding Heng decided to try his luck at the comic convention.

However, he just couldn't understand why these people doing borderline cosplay were so daring.

Especially the girl who tried to add him on WeChat earlier, her eyes were practically sparkling with love. It felt like Ding Heng could just snap his fingers and drag her to a hotel for a private photoshoot.

If this isn't considered depravity, then what is?

Ding Heng continued deeper into the comic convention, encountering several more nun cosplayers along the way, but all of them were rejected by the system.

Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye.

A cute novice priest named Phoebe is standing on tiptoe, trying to search for something in the crowd.

[System notification: The fallen have appeared.]

[New player quest officially released: The morning prayer bells shattered, the young nun's prayers began to be interspersed with whispers, and the holy emblems showed dark spots under her robes.]

Young, light-forged oath, holy flames hum within your scabbard, go! Go to find her! Cleanse her from darkness, make her kneel before the holy light in repentance, let her know that true holy light fears no shadow, and can illuminate even the abyss.

[Mission Rewards: 500 Divine Merit, +3 to Faith Attribute, unlocks the skill "True Sight".]

What?!

Ding Heng was completely stunned. The cute little "Phoebe" in front of him looked harmless. How could she be associated with depravity in the slightest?

The system seemed to be able to read Ding Heng's thoughts and continued to provide hints.

The Dark Erosion always chooses the purest vessel; the deepest corruption often begins with the brightest soul. Young, sagacious oaths of light—do not be easily deceived by the enemy's appearance.

Ding Heng took a deep breath. Although he still couldn't figure out the relationship between "Phoebe" and "Degeneration," the system had already given him a hint.

Then we must make her convert to religion!

……

Wenjing looked around at the various cosplayers, her legs trembling with nervousness.

This outfit I'm wearing... is just too embarrassing.

A golden wig—topped with a large white bowler hat.

The gorgeous white dress is two-piece, with a small section of her slender, fair waist showing in the middle.

She wore a short top that clung tightly to her chest, and a huge blue scarf hung in front of her, swaying gently with her movements.

The high-waisted white mini skirt she wore reached mid-thigh and was decorated with speckled gold threads.

The sleeves covered her slender arms, and the sheer white stockings extended from under her skirt, disappearing into the high heels of her boots, which were a bit too high for her.

Just yesterday, Wenjing was an ordinary girl who had just graduated from high school. She knew nothing about anime and manga, always wearing ordinary T-shirts and casual pants, and was enjoying the leisurely feeling after finishing the college entrance examination.

Until two hours ago, she was coaxed and tricked by her best friend into going to the comic convention.

"Xiaojing! Try this! We prepared it especially for you!"

Zhao Yanxi cosplayed as Chisaki, a black-haired high school girl from the new cosplay series "Naraka," with an excited expression.

"What...what is this?"

Wenjing's face flushed red as she looked at the clothes in Zhao Yanxi's hand.

"It's also a character from Mingchao, Sister Phoebe, who's really popular lately!"

"But this skirt is too short, it probably only goes up to me..."

Wenjing looked timid and gestured with her hand on her thigh to indicate the length of her skirt.

"Not too short, not too short. Look at that lady, her thighs are almost completely exposed. Compared to that, this character's clothes don't show at all... Don't worry, this is a comic convention, no one will think it's strange!"

Zhao Yanxi forcefully shoved the clothes into Wenjing's arms and urged, "Go change quickly, Huayue and I are waiting for you outside!"

Wenjing tried to control her breathing, and her heartbeat gradually calmed down.

With Zhao Yanxi and Hua Yue, my two best friends, it should be fine, right?

She carried the clothes into the cubicle and began to change into them one by one.

The zipper on her top was at the back, and it took her a bit of effort to zip it up.

The long sleeves are a bit tight, making my arms feel uncomfortable.

Next were those pantyhose...

She hesitated for a moment, then took off her underwear and prepared to put it on to see how it looked.

But just as she took off her underwear, the door to the cubicle was suddenly pulled open a crack, and a hand quickly snatched the clothes she had placed on the stool.

Ah! Wenjing jumped in fright and quickly grabbed the doorknob.

I'll keep your clothes safe for you.

Zhao Yanxi let out a mischievous laugh: "These pantyhose have a cotton crotch, wearing too many will make you swelter. Change and come out quickly!"

Wenjing, her face flushed, shouted loudly, "Wait! Give it back to me!"

The footsteps faded into the distance, and she looked at the pantyhose in her hand, her face burning hot.

The silky material glides up the skin, over the thighs and buttocks, gradually pulling down to the waist, and finally culminating in high-heeled boots.

It feels so... weird.

Wenjing looked at herself in the small mirror in the cubicle.

The girl in the mirror had a rosy blush on her gentle and lovely oval face. Her round hat was perched crookedly on her head, and the white silk under her skirt reflected a faint luster under the light bulb.

She reached out to straighten her hat, then adjusted the handkerchief on her chest, and finally mustered the courage to push open the door.

There was no one outside the changing room. Zhao Yanxi and Hua Yue, who had promised to wait for her, had disappeared without a trace.