Chapter 141: It Was My First Time; I Had No Experience

The entire room, apart from the heart-shaped bed covered in rose petals that Sun Yi used for her photoshoots, was filled with the distinct atmosphere of a specific theme.

In fact, right beside the large bed sat a row of crimson candles, two glasses of wine, and several coils of red rope.

Wen Nan’s gaze shifted slowly from the tall, ceiling-high wooden cross against the wall to a waist-high, cube-shaped wooden box with a circular hole in the center. He then moved on to the ropes hanging from the wall, and finally to a cart laden with tools, resembling a surgical tray.

He walked to the head of the bed and leaned in to sniff the candles. Fortunately, there was no pungent sandalwood scent this time; it seemed he hadn't been drugged, sparing him from blacking out and wasting several hours in ignorance.

Looking around again, he didn't see Sun Yi, so his eyes settled on the bathroom door. Behind the closed door, a slender silhouette was faintly visible, and the sound of splashing water suggested she was showering.

Wen Nan sat on the sofa by the window and pulled up the guild chat group while waiting for her to emerge. On his way to the hotel, the group had already generated hundreds of messages. He skimmed through them and gathered that a new stranded player had been found. For some unknown reason, despite having triggered the "Inversion of Heaven and Earth" state, the player had suddenly been released from control and regained normal consciousness a short while ago.

The group had discussed it for a while, but seeing that the Guild President had not appeared, they moved the conversation offline and stopped sending messages.

Wen Nan stared at the final few lines, lost in thought. Suddenly released from control? Had the soul threads snapped?

At this thought, Wen Nan couldn't help but check his equipment inventory, where a row of delicate dolls lay quietly. Could there be an issue with this batch of soul dolls? He quickly dismissed this hypothesis—these dolls were distributed to the new wave of players entering the map and should have had no connection to the previously stranded ones.

He shook his head and was about to close the inventory when his gaze inadvertently caught the base of the "Grand CEO" doll's legs. His movements stalled.

Right there...

Wen Nan glanced at the bathroom door, satisfied that Sun Yi wouldn't be coming out anytime soon, and retrieved the doll from its slot to observe it closely. He parted the doll's legs and looked at a specific spot.

The tiny, circular wound that had been there previously was gone. In its place was a narrow scar as thin as a strand of hair. Wen Nan’s fingertip gently traced the area; the wound was fresh, with blood seeping from the edges and forming a scab.

This...

As he was observing, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, followed by the rustling of someone drying off and changing clothes. Wen Nan stowed the doll and the equipment menu away and looked toward the bathroom.

*Click.* The door opened.

A wave of steam billowed out, and Sun Yi stepped through the white mist. She had changed into a "Valkyrie" armor set that was quite sparing with its material. The moment she saw Wen Nan, she broke into a radiant smile and strode toward him with the air of a queen. She raised one leg high, resting her damp foot on the armrest beside Wen Nan, and placed a hand on her exposed waist. With a look of triumph, she asked, "Uncle, what do you think of my Valkyrie armor?"

Wen Nan turned his head to look at the leg stretched out right beside him—he could clearly see the tiny particles at the edges of the cyan tattoos of "Night" and "Nine" on her fair skin.

The scent of her shower gel filled the air. Just as he was about to respond, a message from Huang Yan popped up in his mind:

[FireFireFire: F*ck! I knew it! There’s definitely something going on here!]
[FireFireFire: Everyone, look! @all]
[FireFireFire: Shared a video]

Wen Nan paused slightly. The video posted in the guild group played automatically. It was clearly filmed at the end of the third-floor corridor of the Erin Group headquarters.

The video was long, but it had been set to 10x speed. In the center of the frame was the narrow, thin fissure that Yu Shujun had slashed into the wall with his sword.

When the video was recorded, the fissure looked significantly different from when Yu Shujun had first struck it—the edges were fused together, and as time passed, the fissure slowly vanished from the wall at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dried, dark-green sludge around the gap peeled away, and eventually, the entire wall returned to a flawless white.

Seeing this, Wen Nan’s brow furrowed involuntarily. He was so engrossed that his eyes narrowed, and a strange expression crossed his face.

Sun Yi, standing directly in front of him and displaying her new armor, looked down and saw his expression clearly. What was that look? The "subway old man looking at a smartphone" expression?

Failing to get the recognition, praise, or awe she had expected, Sun Yi felt a flicker of dissatisfaction. She leaned forward, elbows propped on her long leg, bringing her face infinitely close to Wen Nan’s until their noses were almost touching. With a tone of complaint, she demanded, "Uncle, what is that expression? I’m 'fully armed' like this, why are you having absolutely no reaction?"

She looked down at the metallic armor hugging her curves, feeling she was quite attractive and that it shouldn't be enough to leave him looking so bewildered. After a moment, Sun Yi seemed to realize something, and with a rising inflection, she said, "Oh... Uncle, don't tell me you've been in society for so long and are... still a little fledgling?"

Wen Nan: ...?

He had just closed the video and was about to check his equipment inventory when a damp face was shoved right into his field of vision, followed by her spouting nonsensical words without waiting for his reply.

Wen Nan was just about to speak when Sun Yi let out a snicker and interrupted, "It’s okay, Uncle, it’s no big deal. If you don't understand these things, I can teach you. I'm very good at it!"

As she spoke, Sun Yi picked up a red rope from the bedside table, tugged on it, and pondered for a moment. Then, gripping one end, she swung it hard like a whip. However, the rope was more elastic than she had anticipated, and the moment it was swung, the other end snapped back.

*Snap!*

In an instant, a red welt appeared on her fair skin.

"Hiss..."

She gasped, tears almost welling up from the pain. She wanted to drop the rope and crouch down to rub the spot, but since she had already put on such a show, she didn't want to lose face. She gritted her teeth, stood straight, swallowed back the tears, and said, "Uncle, c-come on, I'll teach you... *hiss*... I'll teach you how to enjoy tonight's theme."

Watching her every move, Wen Nan started to laugh, no longer in a hurry to defend himself. He propped his chin on his hand, looking perfectly composed. "Very well. It’s my first time and I have no experience, so I’ll have to trouble you, Milady, to please teach me as many times as necessary."