I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

Qiye and March 7th spoke almost simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, and March 7 quickly looked away, a hint of suspicious guilt on his face.

Qi Ye coughed lightly but didn't say anything.

Dan Heng watched as this farce finally came to an end, and sheathed his spear.

"This place is not safe to stay any longer, let's leave!"

As soon as Dan Heng finished speaking, everyone nodded and turned to leave.

As Qi Ye took a step, she caught a glimpse of something lying in the corner of her eye.

That was a baseball bat.

It is made entirely of metal and has a matte, dark gray coating on the surface.

It lay there quietly next to the overturned instrument, as if waiting for someone.

Qi Ye paused in his steps.

Isn't this Xing's exclusive weapon?

He walked over and picked up the bat. It felt slightly heavy in his hand, and the weight was more comfortable than he had expected.

He weighed it in his hand, turned around, walked up to Xing, and handed him the baseball bat.

Here, yours.

Xing looked down at the baseball bat, then looked up at Qiye.

She reached out and took the bat, the instant her fingers gripped the handle.

A metallic luster suddenly flashed across the entire surface of the baseball bat, as if something dormant had been awakened.

Xing's eyes lit up.

“This,” she said, holding the baseball bat up to her eyes and examining it from all angles.

"I like."

She tried waving it.

The sound of the wind breaking was crisp and clean, and the feel was obviously excellent.

She slung the baseball bat over her shoulder, turned to look at Qiye, and a smile played on her lips.

"Thank you, kind person."

"You're welcome." Qi Ye said expressionlessly, "But could you please not call me a nice person?"

"Okay, good person."

Qiye took a deep breath and decided not to argue with someone who had lost their memory.

The four walked back along the space station's corridor.

Xing carried the baseball bat and walked in the middle of the group, his steps much steadyer than before.

She didn't know if it was because her body had recovered, or if the baseball bat gave her some strange sense of security.

March 7th led the way, followed by Danheng Palace, while Qiye walked beside Xing, her mind already contemplating another matter.

His system repository still contains the favorability cone from "Who is secretly in love with you".

This thing has a countdown timer.

If the item is not sold within the specified time, the system will forcibly bind it.

Once bound, his favorability rating will become a real-time barrage above his head, scrolling 24/7.

Everyone can see who he increased his favorability towards and why.

Just imagining that scene made him feel that he would rather be killed by a pawn.

The longer he keeps this thing, the greater the risk. He has to sell it as soon as possible.

And in front of her was a gray-haired girl carrying a baseball bat, who had just lost her memory and didn't quite understand anything yet.

Without a doubt, they are the most ideal customers.

Qi Ye took a half step closer to Xing without making a sound.

"Stars."

"Hmm?" Xing turned to look at him.

That's right.

Qi Ye lowered his voice.

"Look, you've lost your memory now, haven't you?"

You can't remember anything, you don't recognize anyone around you, and you don't know who's good and who's bad.

Xing blinked: "You're a good person."

"Yes, I'm a good person. But what about them?"

Qi Ye pointed to March 7th in front and Dan Heng behind.

Do you know if they are sincere or not towards you?

Do you know if they helped you out of kindness or if they have ulterior motives?

Xing tilted her head, seemingly slightly moved by the question.

"so what?"

Qi Ye flipped his palm, and the pink heart-shaped light cone card appeared in his hand.

"This thing is called 'Who's Secretly in Love with You.' After wearing it, you can see the affection level values ​​of everyone around you that are floating above their heads."

It's immediately clear who treats you well, to what extent, and why.

You've just woken up and don't remember anything, so you need this to help you determine whether the people around you are friends or foes.

Is that right?

Xing stared at the card with the pink glow for two seconds.

"It sounds like a cheat code."

"This is not a cheat code, it's a social assistance tool."

"In visual novels, this is a cheat code."

Qi Ye choked for a moment. Wasn't this person suffering from amnesia? How does he still remember visual novels?

"Anyway," he said, pushing the light cone forward, "would you like to give it a try? It's free to try, and if you're not satisfied, you don't have to pay."

Xing looked at the light cone, then at Qiye.

Then she reached out and took the card, looked at it over and over, and slapped it on herself.

The light cone transformed into a stream of light and entered her chest.

Xing blinked and turned to look at March 7th in front of her.

A message floated above March 7th's head: "Affection level 45, from: A dusty-looking but interesting companion."

She then turned to look at Danheng behind her.

Above Dan Heng's head floated the message: "Favorability 40, from: No threat at the moment, under observation."

Then she turned back and looked at the top of Qiye's head.

Xing's expression paused for a moment, then quickly turned into a narcissistic look.

"Good guy."

"Ok?"

Do you like me?

Qi Ye paused in his steps.

"Although I am indeed extremely good-looking!"

"But a 98% favorability rating on the first meeting seems a bit too fast."

Chapter 8 Treasure Chest

Qi Ye paused in his steps.

March 7th, who was walking ahead, suddenly turned around, his eyes wide open:

"98?! How much?!"

Qi Ye's mind raced.

He can't exactly say it's because I'm your die-hard fan in the game, can he?

He coughed lightly and spoke very frankly.

"It's okay, you just happen to fit my aesthetic. 98 is normal."

The corridor fell silent for a moment.

March 7th's lips began to twitch, his eyes saying, "Could you be any more outrageous?"

Xing tilted her head, her expression serious: "So you were lustful at first sight."

"no!"

Qi Ye choked for a moment.

"Could you change the wording, like 'love at first sight' or something?"

"Isn't that still lust at first sight?"

"...Didn't you say you had amnesia? How come your logic is so clear?"

Xing ignored him and continued walking forward, carrying the baseball bat.

After taking two steps, she added a sentence without turning her head.

"But 98 is indeed quite high. Good job, you have good taste, I like it!"

Qi Ye wanted to say something to salvage her already shattered image.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly noticed that the favorability rating number above Xing's head jumped up.

From "40% favorability rating, based on the impression that although their behavior is suspicious, they are probably not a bad person."

It changed to "Favorability rating 60, from: Honest to the point of being refreshingly unconventional".

Rise.

Qi Ye paused for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips that he himself was unaware of.

He quickly suppressed the smirk, coughed forcefully, and straightened his collar.

Indeed, honesty is always the best strategy in interpersonal communication.

What do you mean by lust at first sight? That's called precise aesthetic judgment.

Xing took a couple of steps carrying the baseball bat, then realized he hadn't followed, so she turned back to look at him:

"What are good people laughing about?"

"I wasn't laughing. You're mistaken."

"His lips are still turned up."

"That's a normal physiological response of the facial muscles."

"Oh." Xing nodded.

"So you are indeed happy."

Qiye decided to give up arguing with someone who has amnesia but is perfectly logical.

Then a long-neglected question suddenly flashed through his mind.

The favorability rating increased, the light cone was given out, and the star was put on the hat.