"[System Prompt]: You have arrived at the New Continent."
After receiving this system prompt, Huang Yi checked the country he was in and imdiately felt relieved.
The current player leader of this continent and also the president of the largest guild ’Demons in the World’—Ying Lin, was a mber of Rose Prison and one of Huang Yi’s own people.
Ying Lin was the best-performing player from Rose Prison this year, and he was nominated for the Best Newcor Award at this year’s annual ceremony. Just by looking at the achievents he made on the surface, he was no less impressive than T.N.T. Among the 82 criminals of Rose Prison nominated for the Best Newcor Award, he was the most likely to win.
However, Ying Lin did not join the side of The Seven Archdemons and, in terms of strength, still could not compare with super-first masters like T.N.T., having shorter growth ti and not as much depth.
The opening ceremony of the annual ceremony is tomorrow, and whether he can win an award will soon be known.
Huang Yi surveyed his surroundings.
At this mont, a drizzle fell from the sky, carrying the fresh scent of earth. He was in a dark and shabby alley. The alley was lined with residential buildings with white walls and black tiles, their walls mottled with spots from the rain, overgrown with green moss. The ground of the alley was laid with smooth stone slabs, placed neatly and irregularly, the raindrops hitting them and making a crisp sound, like arriving in an ancient Jiangnan town.
Now, he stood on a radiant stone slab, his whole body already drenched by the rain, leaving him chilly. He stumbled forward on his small paws, seemingly unable to walk steadily.
He was in his most primitive Agile Cat Form, and moreover, a little kitten that still couldn’t transform into the Beast King, as vulnerable as a baby, and any average player could easily kill him.
In the state of Reincarnation, death too would cause a loss of level, falling one level from the highest level before death. If he died now, he would only be able to revert to Level 173, with the Reincarnation still ongoing.
"So fragile!" Huang Yi lanted subconsciously, but the mont he opened his mouth, a soft and weak ow ca out, his voice milky, making one unable to resist the urge to protect him.
"Da da da!" Just then, a series of light footsteps suddenly ca from the end of the alley, walking on the stone slab road.
Huang Yi’s fur instantly stood on end, his vigilance peaked as he looked up in the direction from which the sound was coming.
At the far end of the long alley, through the hazy curtain of rain, a woman in a white long dress walked slowly toward him, holding an old oiled paper umbrella as she trod on the stone slab road.
This woman, in her twenties, had a delicate and pretty face, exuding a gentle and refined aura. Her oiled paper umbrella was clearly too old, with a few holes that couldn’t keep out all the raindrops, her body was soaked, her long hair sticking to her face, giving off soft beauty.
She walked step by step on the stone slab road, the raindrops continuously striking her oiled paper umbrella, producing poetic "drip-drop" sounds.
The hazy rain, the stone slab road of the alley, the girl with the oiled paper umbrella... all these elents conjured images of poetic Jiangnan, reminiscent of beautiful encounters in poetry.
The woman walked step by step toward him, and inadvertently turned her head and caught sight of Huang Yi crouching by the roadside. Her steps halted abruptly, stopping to look down at him in the rain.
Huang Yi also looked up at her, his clear pupils reflecting her graceful figure.
In this rain-drenched alley, a little kitten and a woman gazed at each other, the rain pouring down, soaking them both.
At that mont, a hint of tenderness flashed in the woman’s eyes. She crouched down, touched Huang Yi’s little head and said softly, "What a cute little kitty, who left you here? No place even to take shelter from the rain, you poor thing!"
Huang Yi wanted to explain, but all that ca out was a "ow," full of vulnerability.
"Ah! So cute, I can’t stand it!" The woman heard Huang Yi’s cry and thought the kitten was cooing at her, her delicate body trembling as if lted.
Instantly, a maternal glow radiated from her face, and she coaxed him like soothing a child, "Good kitty! Don’t be afraid, big sister will protect you, co with !"
Having said that, she casually discarded the broken oil-paper umbrella, freeing both hands to reach out towards Huang Yi, striking an embracing pose.
Huang Yi was slightly startled and stared at the woman, at her outstretched hands full of goodwill, at her tender face.
In the hazy rain, she seed to emit a white glow, sprouting a pair of white wings, like an angel.
At that mont, he felt as if he truly had beco a child, enveloped in a woman’s gentleness.
"Little treasure, let’s go!" the woman said, gently picking up Huang Yi and holding him tightly in her arms to shield him from the rain.
Then she resud her stride, continuing to move forward and gradually leaving the alley.
"I wonder if Xiao Yu will get mad at for being held by a girl like this!" Huang Yi suddenly felt a sense of guilt and gently closed his eyes.
The woman did not know he was a player; she would only find out if an attack was made. But she was too protective to even consider harming him, wasn’t she?
The woman carried Huang Yi for a while and stopped in front of a door at the end of the alley, pushing it open.
Behind the door was a small courtyard with a few large trees and a house with white walls and black tiles beneath them.
"Yue Yue, you’re finally back! Xiang Xiang and Xi Xi have logged off and won’t be on until tomorrow," another woman’s voice ca from the house at that mont.
Huang Yi looked up and saw another girl wearing glasses.
She also noticed Huang Yi, her eyes lighting up as she rushed over and gently touched his head, excitedly saying, "What an adorable ow Star! Yue Yue, where did you buy it?"
"I didn’t buy it, I found it on the road. It was pitifully without shelter from the rain, so I brought it ho!" the woman nad ’Yue Yue’ softly replied, also stroking Huang Yi’s head.
Huang Yi looked innocently at the two people touching him; their large hands on his head treated him as if he truly were a pet, making him quite uncomfortable. Yet as a little kitten, he was unable to resist and could not even speak, so he let them continue to pet him.
"It’s a bit dirty! Let’s give it a nice bath!" said the girl with glasses, noticing mud-stained fur on Huang Yi.
"Good idea, it’s so cute, and after a bath, it will look even better," Yue Yue nodded in agreent.
The two girls carried Huang Yi into the house to the bathroom, preparing a basin of warm water and gently began washing him.
They were gentle in their actions, as though afraid of hurting Huang Yi, their soft fingers massaging just right. It felt like a hot spring bath for Huang Yi, who slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort contentedly.
"Hey? What are you guys playing with?" Just then, a crisp voice of a young girl ca from outside the bathroom.
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