I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 192 - 193 Log Out

Qiao Suisui had a very tiring sleep.

She dreamt that she was suddenly sitting on a red chair, surrounded by pitch darkness, unable to see her hands in front of her, and wherever she looked, she could only see black.

"Is anyone there?"

"Where is this?"

"Zong Fang, Ruka...."

In the darkness, she called out in all directions but received no response.

Suddenly, a beam of light harshly shone on her, with only a circular spot of light piercing the vast darkness, highlighting only her and the red chair.

Qiao Suisui turned her face away, shielding it from the intense light, and it took her quite a while to get used to the direct brightness. The light toasted her face until each pore was burning hot.

In an instant, a mess of footsteps came from above her head.

She looked up, only to see a frosted glass ceiling covered in countless footprints moving back and forth.

The surroundings began to grow louder, as if numerous people were whispering among themselves at the same time.

Qiao Suisui glanced frantically around her head, and in a moment, the play of light and shadow changed, as if someone was standing above her, shining a flashlight on her while murmuring in discussion with others.

The sounds, the lights, everything suddenly amplified.

One red chair turned into three, then ten, and then thirty. Within seconds, there were three hundred.

Each red chair was occupied by a girl.

They were all in the vast darkness.

The difference was, only Qiao Suisui was bathed in a beam of light.

The next second, a celestial voice came from above—

[Player 002, game failure, logging out in 5 seconds.]

[5!]

[4!]

"Wait, what do you mean?"

[3!]

[2!]

"Wait a minute, let me go back!"

[1!]

"Wait a..."

...

"Big sister..."

"Big sister, why are you sleeping here..."

A clean-cut young man was now half-squatting in front of Qiao Suisui. He called out to her twice and seeing that she hadn’t woken up, he sighed.

He carefully picked up Qiao Suisui and walked her to the bed, placed her on it, removed her slippers, skillfully covered her with the blanket, and then picked up the remote control from the nightstand to adjust the air conditioning from 16 degrees to 24 degrees.

He didn’t sit on her bed but naturally settled down on the carpet beside the bed.

The young man gazed at her, gently tidying her disheveled hair with his hand, his gaze deep.

The girl on the bed seemed to be having a terrible nightmare, mumbling continuously. Just as he leaned in to pat her back, he saw Qiao Suisui suddenly open her eyes, gasping for air.

They locked eyes for a moment, both taken aback.

"Qiao Jiming..."

The youth was startled, being called by his full name with such a questioning tone.

"I know you don’t like me entering your room, but I saw you just fell asleep at the desk, so... have you been too tired lately? You don’t have to keep that part-time job anymore, I’ve said that I can support you."

Qiao Suisui looked at his lips moving and was too confused to take in a word. She covered her head and looked around, realizing that she was indeed in her own room.

She had returned?

But she clearly hadn’t initiated the Transmission.

Qiao Jiming, sensing her abnormality, covered her forehead with his palm and worriedly said, "Do you feel unwell? Are you getting a cold? I’ve told you not to set the air conditioning so low."

Qiao Suisui raised her eyes to meet Qiao Jiming’s face that was so good at deceiving others, feeling somewhat dazed. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Your temperature is a bit higher than usual, I’ll go get you some medicine."

She watched as Qiao Jiming left her room, and after being frozen for a moment, she immediately got out of bed and ran to the computer desk.

Qiao Suisui entered the computer password skilfully, but after unlocking it, there was only a blank black webpage. She hit the refresh button and, as the loading bar inched forward, she never felt the seconds ticking by so slowly.

The progress bar reached the end, and a line of text starkly appeared on the page: not found 404.

"Why..."

She clicked the refresh button several more times, hopelessly getting the same result. She restarted the computer and logged in again, only to find the same outcome.

"How could this be... Was it really just a dream..."

She sat in her chair, lost in self-doubt, questioning if everything was her imagination. But that world had felt so real, their hugs, touches, body warmth, tender gazes... were they all fake? Just her illusions?

"You dead girl, are you pretending to be ill again! Get out of the way!"

"Mom, sister really isn’t feeling well, stop it."

Qiao Suisui looked towards the door and, sure enough, the next second it opened without a knock—an aggressive push by a woman, Mother Qiao.

"We agreed to have dinner with Professor Guan tonight, what do you mean by feeling unwell now? Don’t think I don’t know, you’re finally useful and you start playing sick. Professor Guan indeed thinks highly of you, but don’t assume you’re so important. If it wasn’t for your father’s company’s investment issues, you can be sick whenever you like!"

Mother Qiao’s words were like a machine gun, relentless.

Qiao Jiming pulled her back, "Mom! Can you please stop talking for a bit."

Mother Qiao smacked Qiao Jiming’s back and angrily said, "I’m telling you, you usually protect your sister and that’s fine, but don’t you backtalk me tonight!"

It was only then that Qiao Suisui remembered that before entering that world, she had indeed planned to have dinner with her mentor, Guan Weizhi, to express her gratitude. There was an internship that she was supposed to get, but someone with connections took her spot. She had given up, but then Guan Weizhi, having heard about it, negotiated with the college leaders back and forth several times and somehow managed to add her name to the list.

When Mother Qiao, who had always been eager to find connections, heard about the dinner with Guan Weizhi, she immediately asserted herself into the plan, taking the opportunity to discuss investing in Father Qiao’s company. She hadn’t consulted Qiao Suisui about this decision at all, and just finalized it, fussing over choosing a restaurant, completely disregarding her feelings.

"Can Guan Weizhi truly help our company?" Father Qiao asked quietly.

"Of course, I’ve inquired about it. The CEO of Zhonghe Fund is his elder brother. The Guan Family keeps a low profile, but has a good reputation and capital in the financial industry. Whether it’s finding money for someone or finding someone for money, as long as we can get connected with them, it will be like roads leading to Rome. It’s like we were sleepy and someone offered us a pillow," Mother Qiao spoke with excitement, as if the hope was within reach.

Qiao Jiming stood in front of the door to Qiao Suisui’s room, worried Mother Qiao would say something unpleasant. He turned his head to give Qiao Suisui a look, whispering, "You go rest first, I’ll call you when it’s time to leave."

If this were the old Qiao Suisui, she would have unquestionably acquiesced without a word.

But at that moment, she picked up her phone, clicked on Guan Weizhi’s WeChat profile, and sent a message:

[Teacher Guan, I’m not feeling well, I’m really sorry. Can we have dinner another day?]

After sending the message, she tossed her phone aside, stood up, and said, "I’m not going tonight. Be quieter when you leave, I need to sleep."

Without looking at anyone’s face, she closed the door behind her and locked it from inside.

Father Qiao sat on the sofa, sipping tea, utterly confused. Mother Qiao, after initially being stunned, erupted in anger, seemingly unable to believe her own ears. She was furious, loudly berating Qiao Suisui outside her door. "If you won’t go, then don’t go, do you think we can’t function without you?"

Qiao Jiming stood at her door, his expression shifting from momentary shock to his head bowed, using his bangs to cover the puzzled look in his eyes.