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

The effect of this light cone is that "the more believers there are, the stronger its charm becomes."

After he sold all the light cones, he never thought about how many followers he would have.

How could someone who sells light cones have any believers?

Even their customers were acquired through deception and fraud.

Black Tower is probably the most loyal repeat customer.

After buying it, she threatened him, saying, "Next time you get a new light cone, I'll give it to you first."

Just as he was about to ask the system a question, another line of text popped up on the screen.

Perhaps the host was a king with countless followers before his death.

However, the relevant memories were automatically sealed by the system upon death and are currently inaccessible to the host.

Chapter 102 Illegitimate Daughter

Qi Ye stared at the line of words on the screen for a long time, with only one thought in his mind.

Holy crap, he's a guy who sells light cones, he died fifty times and came back to life fifty times.

Every resurrection is like opening a blind box; you never know where you'll end up.

Now the system is telling him that he's not just a seller of light cones; he might actually be an emperor.

He honestly didn't remember if he had been an emperor before.

"System, are you deliberately trying to trick me?"

According to you, I've died so many times, and each time I've resurrected, the timeline is all messed up.

Does that mean I have a lot of background information that I don't even know about?

[Host, this system will not deliberately trick you. The memory sealing is to protect your mental state.]

As for your specific background, this system cannot provide a detailed list.

If you need to look it up, please try to recall it yourself.

Friendly reminder: It's advisable not to dwell too much on the past; focus on the present.

"Focus on the present?"

Qi Ye sighed, trying to shake those chaotic thoughts out of her mind.

Oh well, he's doing pretty well now anyway, he has food, drink, and company.

And my daughter is a leader in the lower districts, what a wonderful life!

the other side.

Kafka leaned against the collection box, holding her phone, having just received an encrypted message from Silver Wolf.

"The turning point of fate has shifted again. Elio tells you to act according to the circumstances."

She read the message over and over again, her brows furrowing slightly.

What do you mean by "it has shifted again"?

She had meticulously planned her infiltration, and every step she took was precisely on the point predicted by Elio.

As a result, just a few days after arriving in Luofu, the script began to be rewritten.

She still hasn't figured out which part of the process went wrong.

Silver Wolf sent another message:

"I'm sure it was that bastard who did it again."

They stole my body and used it to eat all my snacks.

He even lied to me, thinking my entire game account had been melted down. I'll hold a grudge against him for life.

Kafka looked at the message, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

There's probably only one person in the entire universe who could make Silver Wolf hold a grudge to this extent.

She put her phone away. Since fate had shifted again, the original plan had to be changed.

I was originally planning to cause some trouble and tease the train crew to add some fun to this Star Core mission.

It seems best to tone it down for now.

However, it's impossible to get her to surrender directly; the Star Core Hunter mission can't end so hastily.

She had to come up with a compromise that would be both respectable and in line with Elio's new prophecy.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Star Harbor.

Di Ting stopped in a corner filled with shipping containers and scratched at the ground with its four little paws.

Tingyun crouched down to check the tracking feedback from Diting, and after a moment raised his head to say to everyone:

“My benefactors, Kafka’s aura has stopped right here.”

She must have stayed in this area for quite some time.

Qi Ye stood next to the container and glanced around.

Suddenly, he turned to look at Jing Yuan beside him, a smug smile creeping onto his lips:

"Miss Yuanjing, weren't you sent by the Taibu Si?"

Shouldn't the people in the Imperial Divination Office all know divination techniques?

Why don't you show us your skills now and figure out which direction Kafka ran off to?

Let us also witness the power of the Immortal Boat's divination.

Jing Yuan's composed smile froze.

She had no knowledge of divination; she was a general leading troops into battle, not a fortune teller.

But for now, he holds the position of a civil advisor in the Court of Divination.

A group of train crew members were standing around her, waiting to see her performance.

After pondering for a while, she planned to just say a few vague divination words to get by, but before she could even open her mouth...

Qi Ye took a step forward, tilted his head to examine her face, and spoke first as if he had discovered a new continent:

"Miss Yuanjing, I have something to say, but I'm not sure if I should."

Before Jingyuan could react and speak, Qiye had already started talking on her own.

"Miss Yuan Jing, you're not here just to gain experience, are you?"

March 7th blinked beside him, still not quite understanding:

"Gold plating? What gold plating?"

"It means that some children of high-ranking officials are assigned to grassroots positions with no real power or influence."

It's nominally a training opportunity, but in reality, it's just about building up a resume.

Look at Miss Yuan Jing's demeanor, her appearance, and her sense of propriety in speaking; she doesn't seem like an ordinary civil servant at all.

As Qi Ye spoke, she turned her gaze to Jing Yuan's excessively exquisite face.

He deliberately stared at it for a while before speaking.

"And Miss Yuanjing, I've discovered a very important detail."

You have white hair, and General Jingyuan also has white hair. Your eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to those of General Jingyuan.

Even the lazy tone of voice is consistent.

And your name, Yuan Jing, Jing Yuan, isn't that just your name reversed?

March 7th opened his mouth wide, his gaze bouncing back and forth between Jingyuan and Qiye several times.

Then take a deep breath:

"No way! Miss Yuan Jing, are you perhaps General Jing Yuan's illegitimate daughter?!"

Xing's eyes lit up, and she took a big step forward, looking Jing Yuan up and down:

"The sons of officials! I love the sons of officials the most!"

"Miss Yuanjing, has your father arranged a marriage for you since childhood?"

March 7th was complaining from the sidelines.

"What are you planning to do now? Let me tell you!"

You're not an emperor anymore. If you harass others again, I'll beat you up!

Xing held up a finger and earnestly corrected her:

"I'm not harassing anyone; I'm earnestly pursuing the beautiful things that people yearn for!"

This is the dream!

Jing Yuan stood there, looking at the train crew members in front of her who were fabricating a backstory for her.

The composed smile on her lips finally crumbled.

She's lived so many years, been called a general, been called an old man... but this is the first time she's been treated like someone's illegitimate daughter.

However, this misunderstanding wasn't entirely without its benefits.

That at least perfectly explains his current predicament.

She coughed lightly, a subtle smile appearing on her face, and began to speak:

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are some things about my background that I cannot say openly."

The relationship between the Shence Palace and the Grand Diviner's Office is far more complex than you might imagine.

All I can say is that my existence was tacitly approved by the general himself.

As for the rest, you are welcome to experience them for yourselves.

Qi Ye secretly applauded in his heart, thinking, "He truly is an old fox."

This kind of bureaucratic maneuvering, where everyone knows the inside story, is so skillfully executed that it's almost supernatural.

"I understand, I understand. It's inconvenient to say it outright, but those who understand, understand."

He deliberately emphasized the words "those who know, know" and winked at Jing Yuan.

Jingyuan still wore that calm smile, but he seemed to glare at Qiye.

Xing chimed in with a straight face:

"I understand, but the gates of my harem are always open to the sons of officials."

On March 7th, she grabbed Xing's clothes and dragged her back, breaking down in tears as she apologized to Jing Yuan:

"I'm so sorry, she's still recovering from the side effects of the light therapy, please don't take it seriously."

Tingyun stood next to Diting, but at this moment her attention was no longer on Diting at all.

Her gaze fell on the white-haired girl.

An illegitimate daughter? That's much more interesting.

As the Great Lord of Annihilation, in order to disguise himself as Tingyun,

She was very familiar with the personnel changes in the Shence Mansion, yet she had never heard of Jing Yuan having an illegitimate daughter.

If this Miss Yuan Jing is truly Jing Yuan's daughter, even if it's just an unacknowledged bloodline.

Therefore, she must hold a significant place in Jingyuan's heart.

She recalled the image of Jing Yuan projected onto the Sichen Palace.

That general seemed lazy and easygoing, as if he didn't care much about anything.

But the more someone is like this, the more likely they are to have an unyielding obsession with certain specific people.

If she really cares about this daughter, then things get interesting.

I wonder how much General Jingyuan loved his daughter.