The Refined Interests of the Ancestor

Yao Si thought that if this was a game, then there must be some way of quitting it instantly. Although she hadn't found the way yet, that wasn’t a big issue. Even if she couldn’t quit, when the class was over, the teacher would find out about her condition and disconnect the internet for her.

She should take ten thousand steps back and assess this issue. Even if the teachers of this school let young people stray from the right path and let her continue playing, there would be a moment when the school was over; the teacher couldn’t just let her stay in the game forever.

Thus, there was no need to panic, all one needed to do was wait.

However...

These ten thousand steps that Yao Si took were still too few.

At the same moment in the classroom...

One has to see that bloodlings were quite efficient. Within ten minutes of receiving Yan Xuan's notice, all bloodlings of the first forty generations on the Red Planet had arrived, while those that were not on the red planet were all on their way back.

Yan Xuan cleared the site right away.

The formidable array of people filled the classroom to its brims. With mentalities of stress, uneasiness, excitement, and pilgrimage, they all looked at Yao Si who was closed-eyed, immersing herself in the game.

The scene was oddly quiet.

This… This was the fifth-generation ancestor?!

In this era, finding a fifth-generation bloodling was simply a miracle.

Everyone on the scene had one common feeling at that moment - their feet were a little weak.

They wanted to touch her, to see if she was real!

After all, bloodlings were a species which viewed bloodline with utmost priority. It was different from the sort of respect other species had morally and culturally, for the strength of bloodlings originated from their bloodlines.

Due to some rare unusual circumstances, the more condensed the bloodline was, the stronger the person’s abilities were, and the density of the bloodlines came from the earlier generations. The closer the generation to the original one, the purer the bloodline. Therefore, bloodlings of higher generations would naturally have bloodline suppression against those from later generations. By theory, bloodlings from later generations would have a subconscious obedience to bloodlings from earlier generations, and it would require a lot of effort to break away from the desires of the higher ranked bloodlings.

Yan Xuan finally understood why when he received the news of Yao Si from the Space Station while he was visiting the Celestial race, despite having been a few galaxies away from the milky way, he had subconsciously taken a detour and picked the person up himself.

This was the traction of bloodlines! Even if her highness didn't release any bloodline ability, as a descendant, he would go and pick her up on his own will because she was a fifth generation! The only fifth generation in the entire galaxy!

Yan Xuan felt a sense of personal pride rising from within him at that moment. If he added finding the fifth generation highness onto his resume, that would be something which every bloodling would be most jealous of, for it was not one of, but the only such event in existence.

Even if he didn't recognize the ancestor at first sight, that can be forgiven. Hum… Probably?

"Minister Yan, what do you think we should do now?" The first in command of the Red Planet, Marshal of the Bloodlings Nie Zihang, who was almost kneeling on the ground, couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed Yan Xuan. "Do we wake her highness?"

"No! No!" Before Yan Xuan could even respond, another bloodling quickly gave the choice ‘No’ a vote. "Her highness went into the galactic network games to relax, how could we disturb her elderly self."

"What you are saying is correct..." Nie Zihang was still a little unsure. "But what happens if she doesn't come out, we can't just keep on waiting like this."

As soon as his words were heard by others, they immediately incited a mass rage.

"Marshal Nie, you are so insensible. What's wrong with waiting for a while? It's her highness! The only highness in the world."

"Indeed, if it wasn't her highness willingly appearing here, let's not say you a fortieth generation, even us a bunch of thirtieth generation old bones would have no chance in meeting her fifth-generation highness self."

"Yes, it's our honor to be able to see her highness."

"Yes, how could we disturb our highness's refined interest."

"Even if we have to wait here a hundred years for her highness to be willing to see us, we are all willing to do that."

"You're right, no matter how long I will continue waiting!"

"Me too!"

"And me!"

"Count me in..."

Suddenly, responses continued one after another, the people’s eyes staring at Yao Si becoming more and more passionate. They looked as if they were unable to pull themselves away from her, having all become newly promoted fangirls and fanboys.

Every"body"1: Ah, that's our highness, she looks... So pretty! Really want to see what it feels like to clutch to her thigh2. 

As to bloodling political affairs… What are those? Are they edible?

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At the same time, Yao Si was trapped in the game and waiting for technical assistance.

"..."

She had been waiting on the same spot for two hours, yet her optical computer had not the slightest response, let alone quitting the game.

Even the red-named boy that was initially talking to her had given up half an hour ago. He saluted her, said a bunch of strange words looking somewhat angry, then threw her a red talisman and disappeared.

From then onward, she kept feeling that her shoulder was heavy. She was no longer at ease when she walked.

She suspected that maybe the boy had given her some negative buff from the rage caused by communication failure. Picking up the red talisman and carefully examining all sorts of wriggly symbols on it, she tried desperately to decipher what they meant.

Hum, just as she had expected, couldn’t understand it!

[From system authentication, this is an Artificial Intelligence Player, and has been added to the black list! Punishment: HP-5. This condition can be relieved by gaining reputation from doing missions.] 

Yao Si had given up on trying to study the galactic dialect of the future from the start and had become slightly agitated. According to reason, the class should be long over by now. Even if the teacher really didn't realize that she was still in the game, the school was probably about to be over too? Or maybe the school hours of future kindergartens were longer?

She surveyed her surroundings and quickly realized a possibility, what if the time in the game was different from the time in real life?

Her heart fell to the bottom of a pit. With the experience from all the gaming novels she had read in the 21st century, that was in fact extremely likely.

Yes, it must be that. It looked like she would have to continue staying in this game.

Now that Yao Si found the reason, she let out a long sigh and stood up. She couldn’t sit here forever. Since she had nothing to do, there was no harm in playing around a bit.

Despite not knowing the mechanics of this game, with her over ten years of online gaming experience, all the missions in the newbie village should be easy. Or that’s what she thought as she walked straight into the village.

Maybe it was because she had been in a daze for too long, there were much fewer players in the newbie village but occasionally she could still see one or two people.

Due to language barriers, she couldn't find anyone to imitate.

She could only wander aimlessly in the village, so she did exactly that, yet she still didn't find any place to do missions. That was until she came to a butcher stall and saw a green-named player handing a rabbit to the owner of the butchery, receiving two talismans in return from the owner.

Rabbits!

Yao Si's eyes gleamed with light. Could it be the essential rabbit killing mission that every single newbie village had? She had finally found it.

She quickly walked to the stall front and prepared to accept any mission.

"My client, you look so unfamiliar, first time at the Village of Mystic Hares? What would you like to buy?" the NPC3 of the butchery eagerly greeted.

The illiterate Yao Si only heard a long strand of ￥%￥...&...&#@.

Yes, this must be the introduction to the mission.

Seeing that she didn’t respond for some time, the owner of the butcher stall was quite confused, but as a professional NPC, he continued to enthusiastically explain, "What meat would you like to have? You can rest assured that all my meat here is absolutely fresh."

"..." Silence. 

"Would you like some beef, lamb, or pork?"

"..." Keep pretending that you can understand. 

"You don't like those? I have newly arrived rabbit meat as well."

"..." Is the mission briefing still not over yet? 

"My client, are you not ordering some? You can let your heart be at ease, I Qin have been in this industry for tens of years, there's a guarantee on the quality. The meat has no single bit of adulteration!"

"..." Such a long mission introduction. 

"Look! Last year I was named the "Model Worker" in the village, here I still have the certificate of honor!" he said as he pulled out a piece of wooden plaque with pride and passed it forth.

Receiving the wooden plaque, Yao Si finally let out a long breath. She had finally received the mission. She turned and walked straight out of the village.

Yes, I can finally start killing the bunnies, the NPCs here are so talkative. 

The owner who was robbed of his certificate of honor was left speechless. What was happening? Who was he? Where was he? 

"My client, client come back, that's not for sale! My client!"

Sadly, Yao Si had already left the village.