Chapter 8: Can you distinguish between games and reality?
Chapter 8: Can you distinguish between games and reality?
"It's you?" The magician noticed him too. "Don't you understand? We're setting up a stall."
Yu Che: "...Of course I know, I'm asking why you guys came to do this?"
In the game, the little girl definitely doesn't have this storyline. Could this be another butterfly effect caused by him?
Or……
You Che looked at the magician.
Or is it because she, too, is a "protagonist"?
The magician replied, "Because Leah said she wanted to save some money to buy her father a new quiver."
"The town is under martial law lately, and for some reason, there have been fewer guild commissions. I had nothing else to do, so I came to help her set up the stall."
You Che remembered that in the game, after completing the little girl's quest, you could talk to her when you went to her house for a meal, and there was indeed relevant content in the randomly triggered dialogue.
The girl's conversations mostly revolved around her dreams for the future. Despite their financial struggles, this did not diminish her optimism and cheerfulness.
However, these dialogues do not trigger quests in the game, so Yu Che did not give them much thought. But the magician actually discovered a new side quest from them.
Could this be a new approach to gaining more rewards through gaming knowledge?
However, Yu Che quickly realized the crux of the problem: "...No, I'm trapped by my own way of thinking."
"This world isn't a game. Things you can't do in a game might be possible here. So, if you just change your perspective..."
You Che suddenly froze on the spot.
At this moment, a question that he had previously deliberately ignored clearly surfaced in his mind.
Is this world an extension of the game, or is it reality?
You Che couldn't help but start thinking: Was his initial idea wrong?
Perhaps there are better options...
"Mr. Yu Che, what's wrong?"
Roland, who was behind him, noticed his unusual behavior and asked, "Is your friend having any difficulties?"
You Che looked at him: "No, this..."
Before he could explain, the little girl, Leah, ran out from behind the stall: "Sister, the new bread is ready!"
The magician turned to her and smiled, "Alright, you take a rest, I'll take care of things here."
Lia nodded obediently, but then she saw You Che: "Hmm... this big brother looks familiar?"
A hint of confusion crossed her little face, but it quickly turned into a smile: "Brother doesn't seem very energetic. Would you like some of Leah's special bread?"
Lia approached Youche and generously handed him a freshly baked loaf of bread.
"My sister says my bread can boost your energy, please have some!"
You Che wanted to refuse, but seeing the smile on her face without a trace of gloom, he took the bread and took a small bite.
"...It's delicious, you're a really good cook." He gave a sincere evaluation.
Leah smiled happily: "Thank you!"
She politely greeted both You Che and Roland before turning back behind her stall to continue "working".
As You Che chewed his bread in small bites, the familiar taste spread across his tongue once again, awakening long-forgotten memories.
When he first played the game "Dark Fantasy", he was amazed by the vastness and freedom of the game world. He spent a whole week immersed in the game, just the prologue.
Back then, he explored the entire starting town, completed almost all the side quests, and became friends with everyone in town.
Although it was just a game world, the realism and immersion made him completely absorbed in it.
With this level of technology, who can still distinguish between games and reality?
However, after completing the prologue, the game ends in near annihilation as the dark army launches an attack, burning the entire town almost to the ground.
This plot development undoubtedly led to the game company being heavily criticized on various platforms back then, with players expressing their desire to send some local specialties to the company headquarters.
However, this kind of criticism is different from the criticism that the company has ruined the game; it can actually be considered a way for everyone to express their positive feedback.
As for You Che, needless to say, he was also one of these "trolls." In fact, the posts he left on the forum became classics for a time, paving the way for him to become a highly regarded top player in the future.
These early memories, these past experiences, were once incredibly profound. But later, he became obsessed with racing, PVP, ranking up in ranked matches, and trash-talking in team battles, eventually turning the game into a purely utilitarian pursuit and forgetting his original passion.
Even after realizing he had transmigrated, he was still viewing the world through the lens of a game. He wasn't unaware of this, but he had been consistently ignoring the issue.
Now, the undeniable facts are laid bare before him, telling him that everything here is reality.
You Che suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.
"Mr. Yu Che? Are you alright?"
Roland immediately sensed something was wrong and reached out to support him: "What's wrong?"
You Che finally snapped out of his daze, glanced at Roland, then at the magician beside him who was also staring at him, and slowly exhaled, saying:
"...I'm fine, I was just feeling a little unwell."
He forced a smile, nodded to the magician and Lia, then turned to Roland: "Sorry for taking up so much time, let's go."
Roland was still a little worried, but Youche firmly assured him that he was fine, and then led Roland to a corner of the market area where they found the NPC with the background of the Eastern Kingdom.
The plot is simple and cliché: he needs money to treat his mother's illness, and Roland has plenty of money.
In fact, even the medicine needed to treat his mother's old ailment was a product brought by Roland's caravan.
After that, things became simple. You Che easily cured the other party's mother with Roland's potion and earned the gratitude of both mother and son.
Then, upon learning that they didn't want any other reward, only some special products from the Eastern Kingdom, the two invited You Che and Roland to their home warehouse without hesitation.
The warehouse was filled with all sorts of wooden handicrafts, all works completed by the mother and son together, a testament to their skill. Roland stared wide-eyed, exclaiming, "...Unbelievable!"
With the enthusiastic introduction of the mother and son, Roland finally selected two items from the warehouse: a pair of wooden relief paperweights and an incense burner holder made of the same material.
According to him, he doesn't need those exquisite large pieces of furniture; these moderately sized and distinctive Donggok handicrafts are what interest him most.
You Che knew that it wasn't him who was interested in these things, but rather the owner of the chamber of commerce behind him.
Both parties were very satisfied with the transaction. Roland was amazed by the exquisite craftsmanship of the two wooden handicrafts, while the mother and son were extremely grateful, since wooden handicrafts did not have much of a market in the Western Country, and the medicine they needed was actually very expensive.
However, You Che, who facilitated this matter, only politely and briefly responded to the other party's gratitude and Roland's praise, and then bid farewell to Roland without saying a single extra word.
For the rest of the day, You Che unusually did not follow the previously set action plan to run around, but instead sat in his hotel room, staring blankly at the notebook that was already full of writing.
...until dawn the next day.
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