Chapter 5: They're All My Wives

"Those are the number of times it's been used this week," Ye Feng replied casually while slurping his noodles.

He usually wouldn't finish a session unless it lasted at least ten rounds. After all, being able to refresh one's state meant he could always maintain his peak performance as if he had just completed a 100-day no-fap challenge.

"This week... number of uses?" Kiana asked, slightly confused.

"Yes, every week, meaning every seven days, the world resets. By the way, today is Friday. Is it Friday in the outside world too?"

"Yeah," Kiana replied, tilting her head in agreement.

She continued to look at the status panel in front of her. There were too many words, and the language was too complex for her to understand, so she naturally skimmed over it.

Whenever it came to academic stuff, Kiana felt a headache coming on.

Ye Feng was somewhat looking forward to her asking more questions, anticipating her shocked and helpless expression. That would have been quite entertaining. But since Kiana had shifted her focus, Ye Feng didn't press the issue.

Kiana stared at her own status panel, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. "So, does this mean I now have two bodies? One in the game world and one in the real world?"

"More or less. However, this world belongs to me. When it comes to this body, you only have 'user rights.'"

"User rights, huh..." Kiana said, satisfied, as she munched on her strawberry cake. She kept looking at her status panel, trying to mimic Ye Feng's ability to "change outfits." She attempted to do so by thinking hard and tapping with her fingers, but nothing happened.

"User rights? I can't do anything at all!"

Neither outfit changes nor status modifications were possible for her.

"Can you change outfits or fix your status with just a click in real life?" Ye Feng asked.

"Umm..."

"If I have to explain it, the things you see here are the underlying logic of how the world operates—one of the 'rules,' so to speak."

"Huh?" Kiana was still puzzled, though she felt it sounded impressive.

At that moment, the subtle fragrance of jasmine wafted past as a woman with smooth, dark purple hair walked by.

Kiana's attention was immediately drawn to the tall, voluptuous figure. The woman exuded both the elegance of a traditional Japanese lady and the warmth of a beautiful housewife. Her presence was like an orchid in a secluded valley—calm on the surface but brimming with hidden charm.

Kiana stared blankly, holding her cake in midair, almost as if her soul had been captivated by the sight. The woman was exactly Kiana's type.

"How is she? Beautiful, right?" Ye Feng asked.

"So... so beautiful," Kiana murmured, but then quickly shook her head.

No, Mei will always be the only one in my heart!

Ye Feng chuckled, "She's my wife."

"What? No way!" Kiana shot back in disbelief.

"She has been used overwhelmingly more times than anyone else, including Mei."

Kiana still didn't fully grasp what "usage times" meant. But what puzzled her even more was, "She looks... familiar."

"She should. That's Mei, ten years from now. Wait, what year is it outside?"

"2014, summer."

"Oh, so you've just enrolled in St. Freya Academy. Let me recall... That would be Mei ten years from now."

"Mei? That's Mei? Ten years later? Oh wow, Mei is the best~" Kiana clasped her hands together and pressed them against her cheeks, gazing dreamily at the older Mei.

But then, Kiana suddenly snapped out of it, "Wait a minute, did you say Mei is your wife?"

"Why not? You're my wife too," Ye Feng said nonchalantly.

"Huh?" Kiana looked at him with a mix of disgust and disbelief.

"Indeed, in this world, every woman is my wife. But you can only rank third."

"Huh? What do you mean by that? I can understand if Mei is first, but who's second? I'm not inferior to anyone... except Mei," Kiana protested.

Ye Feng was momentarily taken aback.

This silly girl... did she just gloss over the "wife" thing so quickly?

Well, maybe she never took what I said seriously, Ye Feng thought to himself.

"Actually, Mei is second," Ye Feng said calmly.

"What? Then who's first?" Kiana asked, stunned.

"Bronya," Ye Feng replied.

"What? That little squirt?" Kiana said in disbelief.

"She's no little squirt. That's the great Lady Bronya who used her entire life's knowledge to prove that 8 is greater than 50,000."

What 8? What 50,000? All riddles, as usual.

But Kiana managed to focus on the key issue—both she and Mei had been outdone.

Even though Kiana didn't know exactly what they were being outdone in, she felt an unexplainable irritation.

No matter what, she had to get to the bottom of this.

"Why is Bronya first?" Kiana demanded.

"Usage times. The numbers don't lie."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh, Bronya's here. Look."

Kiana followed Ye Feng's pointing finger and saw a tall, elegant figure approaching from the cafeteria entrance. It was an OL (office lady) dressed in black stockings.

Her striking silver hair, voluptuous curves, and well-proportioned figure left Kiana stunned.

Especially the rhythmic sound of her high heels tapping on the ground, like she was dancing to a melody—graceful and poised with every step.

"Is... is that... Bronya? No way," Kiana stammered.

The short, flat Bronya from her memories...

"Can she really grow into this in ten years?"

"Of course. Some people say she used the Herrscher of Reason's powers to alter herself. But I believe it's just good genetics from her mother."

"And what about me?" Kiana asked, still in shock. "What will I be like in ten years?"

Since Mei and Bronya turned out so well, surely I'll be amazing too, she thought.

"I don't know about ten years, but I do know what you'll look like in two years," Ye Feng said as a sly grin slowly spread across his face. "Want to see, Kiana, your highlight moment?"