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Chapter 25: A Rare "Rest"
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“Trading money for Honor—this mechanic feels oddly realistic.” Ruan Yun stirred her milk tea with a straw. “But if the developers included such a mechanic, it means they’re confident in their storyline.”
The Honor system in most games determined whether the protagonist’s ending would be good or bad.
However, if the story wasn’t compelling and the main character came off as despicable, players wouldn’t care about the ending, rendering the mechanic ineffective.
Of course, it wasn’t just about the story—if the protagonist excelled in other areas, it could have the same effect.
For instance…
“What do you think of the game’s protagonist?”
“I already said—high DPS, excellent mobility,” Lin Qi replied almost instantly.
Ruan Yun laughed in exasperation:
“I’m asking about the protagonist’s model. Is it pretty? Handsome?”
After a few seconds, Lin Qi’s hesitant voice finally emerged:
“It’s decent… quite easy on the eyes.”
“Wow.” Ruan Yun looked even more surprised than before.
She knew that for Lin Qi, describing something as “easy on the eyes” wasn’t derogatory—it was the highest praise he could give.
“I’m starting to look forward to it,” she said humorously. “Hopefully, when it officially launches, it won’t be so mysterious that even us regular players can try it out.”
“I’ll let you know,” Lin Qi promised.
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Rothesia, the Radiant Church in Ryan District.
From the right side came the singing of the neighboring choir class. The young, ethereal voices calmed everyone who entered, helping them shed their distracting thoughts.
Everyone except one person.
“There’s no mention of any divine being related to time here either…” Viya Fanyar sat in the last pew, flipping through a small booklet.
About ten minutes later, she closed the booklet and placed it back on a rack to the left that was only half her height.
She sighed.
When parting ways with that seemingly influential young lady, Viya had casually asked if there were any deities associated with time. At the time, Mithra had simply given her a blank stare and said nothing.
“I didn’t mean to do anything—I just wanted to know how to address Him.”
Viya felt that referring to the deity as “divine being,” “great presence,” or “higher entity” might not be wrong in principle, as these terms pointed directly to the essence.
But putting herself in His shoes, imagine a group of ants constantly calling you “human, human…”
It would feel strange, wouldn’t it?
“Miss, are you considering becoming a believer of the Radiant Church?” A kindly smiling priest approached Viya.
He glanced at the booklet:
“I noticed you’ve been reading this doctrine for nearly an hour now. If you want a deeper understanding, perhaps a professional could explain it to you.”
At his words, Viya looked up, locking eyes with the priest.
A familiar face came into view.
Priest: ?
Viya: …
“Aren’t you that peculiarly humorous shallow believer?” The priest frowned slightly.
Viya silently nodded.
“I thought you worked at another church?” He asked suspiciously.
That church was located in the city center, but this time, to play it safe, she had specifically chosen a remote church.
“Because last time, a student concealed their true rank in front of me,” the priest said nonchalantly. “It made me feel ashamed, so I voluntarily applied to transfer to another church for further study.”
It’s not your fault… anyone would have missed it in that situation… Viya thought privately.
She wanted to say she had ascended a ring during their conversation, but unfortunately, such a truth was unlikely to be believed.
It might even anger him, leading to accusations of making up lies to comfort him.
“I have some insights in this area,” Viya could only say.
“Last time, you mentioned you were preparing to enroll in Rothesia Academy. As an Ascender under twenty, your admission is practically guaranteed.”
“Speaking of which, how did you perform in the practical exam?”
While feeling admiration for the younger generation, the priest couldn’t help but show concern for this youth’s future.
His words carried a hint of nostalgia as he recalled how, in his own time, he had trudged through two Past Islands and six or seven Tranquil Islands with newly acquainted teammates just to barely scrape together thirty points.
“Not bad,” Viya hesitated to explain how many points she had earned.
Compared to that noblewoman who had been confused from start to finish, Viya had clearly seen the entire development of events.
Using the quickest methods, she had investigated the culprit beforehand, then reversed time to kill them before opening the envelope and starting the task.
This incredible feat achieved completing the objective before the mission even began.
“Did you get twenty points?”
The priest suddenly asked.
If effective, it should be more than that… Viya responded uncertainly:
“Maybe. We’ll know later.”
This response made the priest somewhat unsure. In his memory, practical scores were usually announced to candidates immediately after the exam.
After all these years, shouldn’t the process have become more advanced? Why would they need to wait a few days?
“Relax. This is just the beginning—there’s still a long road ahead.”
Upon sensing the guardedness in this student’s words, the priest realized he had misunderstood something. With the demeanor of someone experienced, he offered comforting advice.
“…”
Viya was certain the other party had misunderstood something. She swore upon the honor of the Fanyar name.
“By the way, Father, do you know which scripture contains the most comprehensive records about faith?”
She hadn’t forgotten her primary mission.
“The most comprehensive records on faith…”
The priest pondered for a moment, then suddenly furrowed his brow, his expression turning serious:
“You’re not trying to learn about forbidden beliefs, are you?”
He worried this young person might entertain dangerous thoughts, ruining their future.
He couldn’t help but warn her:
“Don’t join any unofficial organizations claiming to be faith-based. If you’re lucky, you might just lose some money, but if you encounter real cultists, you’ll end up facing an endless abyss.”
“Have you heard about the recent murder case that’s been causing a stir?”
“What?” Viya asked in confusion.
“The Fekalin Textile Factory has been abandoned for over a decade due to its geographical location, left unmanaged. But overnight, dozens of bodies appeared!”
“It’s said to be the work of the Esoteric Sect cultists.”
The priest’s expression grew grave. He had tried to investigate these incidents, but the more he learned, the more eerie the case seemed.
“Oh my god!” Viya covered her mouth in fear.
This reaction satisfied the priest, and he continued his warnings:
“So don’t try those so-called shortcuts. Once you’re caught up with the Esoteric Sect, it’ll be too late to regret.”
“Thank you for the warning,” Viya said, feigning lingering fear. “I just want to better avoid these dangers.”
“After all, those despicable cultists always twist things around, presenting them from multiple angles. Without sufficient knowledge, I doubt many people would catch on.”
Her words were impeccable, as if she truly meant them.
There were only five officially recognized gods, but in different places, there were other controversial deities. Without thorough understanding, ordinary people indeed couldn’t distinguish between them.
“Is that so.” The priest believed her explanation and answered her initial question: “If I were to recommend something, newcomers should choose Lady Paige’s translation of The Revelation of Light.”
After memorizing the title, Viya nodded gratefully.
“Thank you.”
She then voiced her next question.
“And where can I buy it?”
The priest smiled silently and pulled an unopened copy of The Revelation of Light from the bag at his waist.
I knew it… Viya was speechless.
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