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

Ding Heng was lying in bed scrolling through his phone when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding-dong—ding-dong—ding-dong—"

Press very quickly.

He frowned, got up, and walked to the door.

"Who?"

There was no response from outside the door.

Only the sound of rapid breathing could be faintly heard through the door.

Ding Heng opened the door, and there was Wen Jing.

The girl was soaking wet, her bare feet were covered in mud, her hair was plastered to her face, and water droplets kept dripping down her hair.

Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

Ding Heng hadn't even had a chance to speak.

Wenjing suddenly rushed forward and crashed into his arms.

"Ding Heng... take me with you!"

Her voice was muffled in his chest, her fingers gripping his back so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"I...I'll agree to anything you want..."

Another flash of lightning appeared outside the window.

"Boom—!"

The moment the thunder roared, the girl's head pressed against Ding Heng's chin, her whole body trembling violently.

Like a little white rabbit soaked by the rain with nowhere to go, it could only desperately shrink into his arms, seeking that pitiful bit of warmth.

Ding Heng lowered his head, raised his hand, and gently rubbed her wet head.

a long time.

A suppressed, broken sob came from her arms, and the system interface quietly appeared in her mind.

[The Record of Redemption: Wenjing]

[Current Status: The Corrupted Nun]

Purification level: 100%

[Ding! Purification value exceeds 100%, beginner quest completed!]

[Rewards: Divine Merit +2000, Faith Attribute +5, Perception Attribute +5, Skill "True Sight" completes final evolution.]

Outside the window, the rain is still falling.

Thunder rumbled, and lightning occasionally illuminated the room.

Ding Heng held the girl in his arms, not paying attention to the written rewards.

Simply tighten your arms slightly...

Chapter 53: Quietly Thinking About Quietly

Around noon, the torrential rain finally stopped, and the hotel doorbell rang again.

Ding Heng got up from the sofa, walked to the door, and looked through the peephole.

Zhao Yanxi stood outside the door, carrying Wenjing's large suitcase and laptop bag.

Ding Heng opened the door: "You're here?"

"Ok!"

Zhao Yanxi wiped the sweat from her forehead and pushed the suitcase inside the door: "I'm exhausted, Xiaojing, this luggage is really heavy!"

She peeked into the house halfway through her sentence.

Where is Xiao Jing?

"I just finished taking a shower."

Ding Heng gestured with his chin toward the bed, and Zhao Yanxi followed his gaze.

On the bed, Wenjing was wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the headboard, with only her pale face and messy, wet long hair showing. She was curled up in a small ball.

Her eyes were vacant, staring at a spot on the blanket, motionless.

A pile of soaking wet clothes lay on the ground...pajamas and underwear, all crumpled and lying there, showing signs of being soaked by rain.

Under the bedding, he was probably completely naked.

"Have Wenjing change her clothes first. I'll go downstairs to buy some food and some cold medicine. She's been in the rain for so long, she probably has a fever."

Ding Heng retreated to the doorway, preparing to leave.

Zhao Yanxi nodded, gently closed the door, took a deep breath, and then flashed her usual bright smile.

"Xiao Jing—!"

Her voice was light and cheerful, as if nothing had happened, as she ran towards her best friend.

……

Ding Heng wasn't in the mood to think about what to eat, so he went to the nearest KFC downstairs to buy a family bucket.

He stood in front of the counter, staring blankly at the menu above.

"Sir? Sir?"

The waiter called him twice before he came to his senses.

"Oh, a family bucket, a family bucket."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Ding Heng scanned the QR code to pay and then went to the food pickup area to wait.

Water streaks meandered across the windowpane, blurring the street view outside.

He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

The system interface automatically appeared in my mind.

Wenjing's quest is complete. The final reward for "True Sight" is to further enhance the previous upgrades.

His Divine Merit Points reached 6840, which is equivalent to 684,000 RMB.

For Ding Heng at this moment, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money.

But it seems... it's not very useful.

There are too many restrictions on how that money is spent; it has to be related to the "holy light cause."

But what exactly is the "Holy Light Mission"?

Purification and tranquility? It's already done.

what's next?

What other outrageous tasks will the system give him?

He scrolled through the redemption list.

In the item inventory, the names were increasingly extravagant: [Holy Flame Engraving], [Divine Sanctuary], [Angel's Tears], [Fountain of Life]

Each of them would be priceless in the real world.

He scrolled down and found the "Medicines" category.

[Holy Spirit Pill: Resists cold and prevents disease for 24 hours. Requires 100 Holy Merit Points to redeem.]

[Healing Ointment: Quickly heals superficial wounds and eliminates scars. Requires 100 Divine Merit Points to redeem.]

Ding Heng's gaze lingered on the words "remove scars" for a moment.

Wenjing ran barefoot, so her feet were covered in mud and the soles of her feet were bleeding, a pitiful sight.

Such beautiful jade feet.

If there are scars, it would be such a blemish!

It won't be convenient to use in the future... *cough*

Ding Heng snapped out of his thoughts and confirmed the exchange.

[Exchange successful. Please check your account.]

The next second, two small gadgets appeared out of thin air in front of Ding Heng.

"Brother Ding Heng!"

Zhao Yanxi's voice came from behind.

Ding Heng stuffed the things into his pocket, turned around and asked, "Why did you come down? Aren't you with Wenjing?"

Zhao Yanxi sat down next to Ding Heng and sighed softly, "Xiao Jingjing said she wanted to be alone, so I let her have some peace and quiet first."

Ding Heng then asked, "What did her family say?"

"When I went to help her pack her luggage, her mother was home, and her attitude was..."

Zhao Yanxi rested her chin on her hands and analyzed, "Well, they definitely regret it, but adults like them are all very stubborn."

They probably thought their daughter would eventually ask them for living expenses and tuition fees, and then she would naturally give in.

Ding Heng was both amused and exasperated: "It seems they really don't intend to have this daughter."

Zhao Yanxi's voice carried a hint of worry: "What about what happened to Xiao Jingjing..."

"I'll take her back to Xingcheng this afternoon, and I'll try to find a solution for her later."

"Okay, I'll be going now. I'm leaving Xiao Jingjing in your care. You have to take good care of her!"

Zhao Yanxi understood that Wenjing was able to make such a big scene because, firstly, she simply couldn't tolerate it anymore, and secondly, she now had Ding Heng as her backer, which allowed her to let go of many concerns.

"Aren't you going to spend some more time with Wenjing?"