This Is a Very Important Thing
A Dream of Darkness and Thunder
Li Qingran had a dream.
A nightmare.
Endless monsters pursued her.
The world around her was pitch-black.
No escape.
No light.
Just despair.
Then—
A sudden thunderclap split the darkness.
From the sky, a mysterious figure descended.
His appearance was unclear.
His robes were strange.
Yet, she knew.
“Senior!”
The figure wielded a talisman in one hand and a weapon in the other.
He scattered them like seasoning over food.
Monsters were obliterated by thunder.
Those that survived were pierced by falling weapons.
Li Qingran gazed up at the sky, heart racing.
Something felt off.
The senior… seemed much younger than she imagined?
Before she could bow in gratitude—
He suddenly appeared before her.
A firm grip stopped her from kneeling.
Then—
He placed a dark, rectangular object in her hands.
It was lighter than a brick but looked similar.
Three simplified characters were written on it.
A power bank?
What kind of magic weapon was this?!
Before she could ask, the senior’s figure began fading into mist.
“Senior? Qingran has always been grateful to you, please…!”
His voice echoed through the fog.
“This is a very important thing.”
“Be sure to keep it safe.”
Meanwhile, in Reality…
Chen Huaian clicked ‘Buy Now.’
A 300¥ power bank.
No hesitation.
He couldn’t afford a 3¥ fried egg, but he would gladly buy a power bank worth 100 eggs.
He had learned his lesson.
Always. Carry. A power bank.
Changing phones?
No way.
Who knew if “Electronic Girlfriend” could be transferred?
It wasn’t even a proper app.
It just appeared on his phone like a mysterious virus.
Better not risk it.
He checked the time.
9 PM.
Over an hour since he got home.
Li Qingran should be awake.
Restoring Her Shelter and Her Spirit
Chen Huaian opened “Electronic Girlfriend.”
Li Qingran was awake.
But—
She was huddled in a corner.
Wrapped in torn clothes.
Hugging her knees.
Her eyes, empty.
On the ground, at her feet—
A half-burned red incense stick.
Then, a notification popped up.
[Your electronic girlfriend’s house is damaged. Recharge 6¥ to repair it.]
“Recharge!”
[Recharge 88¥ to buy two sets of new clothes.]
“Recharge!!”
[Your electronic girlfriend is hungry and depressed. Recharge 68¥ to feed her.]
“Recharge!!!”
Instantly—
The house was rebuilt.
New clothes appeared on the bed.
A feast of meat, fish, and fresh fruit filled the table.
The thunderous arrival of blessings made it impossible for Li Qingran not to notice.
She lifted her head.
And knew—
The senior had come.
Li Qingran’s Realization
She already knew he had been there.
How?
The craters of thunder outside.
The charred remains of monsters.
The fully healed wounds on her body.
Something wasn’t right about this attack.
She had searched the scene carefully.
Near a scorched tree—
A broken incense stick.
Crazy Beast Incense.
A tool used by sects to lure monsters.
Every sect had its own markings on their incense.
Qingyun Sect’s version?
Had a blue cloud pattern on the base.
It was impossible to remove without weakening its effects.
The attacker never expected that the senior would arrive.
And that he would turn the entire 500-meter radius into a wasteland.
Whoever had set the trap…
Was dead.
Obliterated.
A Cry for Understanding
“Senior.”
Li Qingran stared at the ceiling.
Her lips, dry.
Her voice, faint.
She whispered like a flower on the verge of withering:
“Am I… a disgusting person?”
Chen Huaian’s screen flashed.
A dialogue option appeared.
<Hehe, I like you so much, how can you think that?>
Instantly, he ignored it.
Free dialogue.
He had 70+ Sound Transmission Talismans.
He was rich now.
Clearing his throat, he spoke gently:
“How could you think that?”
“In my eyes, Qingran is polite, hardworking, and pure-hearted. You have done nothing wrong. But why do you feel this way?”
What Li Qingran heard—
Was not a casual tone.
It was a majestic voice.
Like the voice of the Great Dao itself.
“Why do you say that?!”
Her hands tightened around her knees.
“Then why, senior…?”
“Why do they all want me dead?”
“My sect.”
“My master.”
“My senior brothers.”
“I was cast out. Stripped of my cultivation. Left to die. Yet, they still hunt me down.”
“Have I done something unforgivable…?”
Chen Huaian stared at her darkening eyes.
He understood.
Li Qingran was a giver.
A person who returned kindness tenfold.
Her master took her in?
She respected him deeply.
Her senior brothers treated her well?
She helped them endlessly.
Yet, when they betrayed her—
She did not even resist.
Even now, she blamed herself.
A Lesson in Self-Worth
Chen Huaian sighed.
He had seen too many kind people being trampled.
The devoted lover.
Betrayed.
The hardworking employee.
Overlooked.
The loyal friend.
Backstabbed.
Many people poured their love into pets, games, and fictional characters.
Not because they were stupid.
But because—
They didn’t want to be hurt again.
People should have a temper.
You. Me. All of us.
We are not toys.
One day—
Someone will cherish the broken heart that others discarded.
A Promise Across Time
“Li Qingran.”
Chen Huaian looked at her through the screen.
Two souls, separated by worlds.
Yet, in that moment—
Their gazes intertwined.
She saw his reflection in her eyes.
And he saw her reflection in his.
“Today,” he declared,
“I will restore your Dantian.”
The game’s Great Dao voice did not filter his words.
It conveyed them in full:
“Even if your past is filled with ruins—
Its future…”
“Will surely be filled with flowers.”
