CHAPTER 377: CHAPTER 305: TOO HIGH-PROFILE (ADDITIONAL CHAPTER 3/6 FOR ALLIANCE LEADER "PANDA321222")

As Wen Nan asked the question, the apparition across from him fell into a prolonged silence once more.

This made Wen Nan uneasy deep down.

Actually, Wen Nan’s question was quite ambiguous, undefined, and if it were anyone else across from him, they would probably ask back: "Who exactly are you looking for?"

But the main god couldn’t do that.

The gift Wen Nan received required the main god to answer a question. When faced with Wen Nan’s question, the figure had to provide an answer, not dodge it with another question.

So, the main god went silent.

The time dragged on so long that Wen Nan began to suspect the other side had crashed.

Just as Wen Nan was about to break the silence himself, the other side finally spoke again,

"Yes, and no."

Wen Nan: ?

Are you kidding me? Do you realize you’re dodging the question?

"Impudent!" the main god berated angrily again. "How dare you repeatedly insult this deity!"

Wen Nan didn’t want to indulge him anymore and retorted:

"We agreed that my gift from the [Silver Star] includes one question, so there should be some sincerity in your answer, right? You went to such great lengths to package yourself in that Fiji cup to send it to me, can’t you at least provide a thoughtful answer?

"Yes means yes, no means no. What do you mean by ’yes and no’? Are you giving me a quantum superposition state?"

The main god fell silent again.

He seemed guilty about his answer and, after a moment, spoke again, making a compromise: "This deity is always fair. Since you are dissatisfied, I shall make an exception and grant you an additional question. Now, you may ask again."

Still able to gift an additional question?

That doesn’t seem like a loss, does it?

As Wen Nan was thinking, the other side urged again, "Hurry! If you delay any longer, this deity will dissipate!"

This apparition fades so quickly?

Wen Nan cleared his throat, stood up straight quickly, and began to reorganize his question.

The previous question was evidently ineffective, so he decided to change his line of thinking and asked, "Is the Water Monkey still alive?"

The figure fell silent once more.

After a long while, the main god spoke again: "Yes, and no."

Wen Nan: .

Can you not give a straight answer?

If you can’t, just say so. If you don’t know, just admit it.

"Impudent!" the main god angrily rebuked once more. "If you dare to show disrespect again, I will withdraw your abilities!"

Wen Nan: ?

Are you not even bothered about losing face?

After a moment of deadlock, the surroundings fell silent again.

Though the main god’s apparition was boisterous, it did not do anything extreme but, after cooling down, said again: "Seeing that you’re still dissatisfied, I shall make an exception a second time and grant you an extra question. Now, ask for the third time."

Wen Nan: ?

Not over yet?

The last two quantum superposition answers left Wen Nan speechless, and now there’s going to be another question given?

Given the current state of this apparition deity, no matter how many questions it sends, they would likely yield the same results, right?

If he keeps questioning like this, the other side will accuse him of being "impudent" again...

"Impudent! Withdraw your disrespectful thoughts against the main god!"

Sure enough, Wen Nan shook his head with a smile, thinking, next they will accuse him of stalling.

"Since you have guessed, ask quickly! Stop dawdling! This deity will dissipate in a minute!"

Really?

Wen Nan was getting weary of this questioning session, so he raised his hand to brush the tuft of hair atop his head,

"Then let me ask you, are you male or female?"

The question was thrown out, and the other side went silent again.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, half a minute...

As Wen Nan was about to speak again, the figure across from him transformed into a wisp of black smoke and completely vanished.

The surrounding was once more enveloped in blinding light, and Wen Nan closed his eyes. Upon reopening them, he was back in the pavilion with the "Fiji cup" still in his hands.

He shook his head and looked around.

The man outside the pavilion walked in with a smile, "Mr. Ye, it seems you have received your gift?"

Saying this, the agent bent down, closed the empty gift box on the table, tucked it under his arm, then extended his hand to Wen Nan: "Congratulations again, Mr. Ye, for becoming this world’s first [Silver Star]. Such potential! Boundless prospects!"

Wen Nan reached out and shook his hand, asking, "Do you know what my gift was?"

The agent shook his head, "This is a custom gift crafted for you by the main god, and as an agent, I am only responsible for distributing the gift packs without the authority to peek inside them."

"I see," Wen Nan withdrew his hand, pointing to the empty gift box under the agent’s arm, "So why were you hiding outside the pavilion just now?"

The person’s smile remained warm and refined, explaining patiently, "The gift from the main god to you is your personal reward, and I have no right to interfere. Any kind of eavesdropping or peeping behavior would be blasphemy against the main god and would result in me losing my agent status."

Wen Nan nodded in understanding.

But thinking back to his conversation with the main god’s apparition, he couldn’t help but feel that with such low-value content, it wouldn’t matter if they had indeed overheard.

He was pondering this thought when the agent bid farewell to Wen Nan, "The gift pack has been delivered, Mr. Ye. Until we meet again."

Wen Nan quelled his thoughts and returned the courtesy. As the person turned to leave the pavilion, Wen Nan called out to him, "By the way, you forgot this."

Saying this, Wen Nan handed the agent the smooth white cylindrical object in his hand.

The agent waved it off with a smile, "This is a one-time-use container. Now that it has been used, it’s just an empty shell. Mr. Ye, feel free to keep it for yourself."

Wen Nan retracted his hand, looking at the indescribably shaped container, thinking to himself that although he wouldn’t have much use for it, it wouldn’t take up much space if he kept it on his bedside.

As he pondered, the scenery around him started to disintegrate. Wen Nan looked up and saw that the agent standing outside the pavilion was becoming as blurry as the surroundings.

Before completely disappearing, the agent smiled, "Mr. Ye, be careful."

Hmm? Be careful?

Wen Nan was perplexed, yet saw that the person and the courtyard had already vanished completely.

Wen Nan found himself standing in a dark little room, shaking his head helplessly. He thought to himself that the opponent, being an agent, obviously arrived with a physical body at the service center forty or fifty minutes ago, otherwise Gu Jinxing’s abilities wouldn’t have sensed the potential threat. But now they resorted to a trick to simulate a graceful exit, probably slipping away through some hidden alley once the illusion ended.

Why bother with such a grand act, was it just for show?

While Wen Nan was internally grumbling, an NPC entered from the side door, smiling and saying to him, "Mr. Ye, now that you’ve received your gift, please follow me out. This space is cramped and not convenient for lingering."

Wen Nan had no objections. He followed the NPC through the narrow corridor leading to the door.

Due to his [Silver Star] status, as they walked one after the other, the NPC kept glancing back at Wen Nan, then quickly turning away, only to sneak another glance shortly after.

If it weren’t for the fact that the person was an NPC, male at that, for a moment, Wen Nan would suspect he had piqued the fellow’s interest.

Could it be that his silver-level charm was enough to captivate even NPCs?

As he mused, he was escorted by the NPC to the exit, where the NPC respectfully bowed at a ninety-degree angle and said:

"Hope you have a pleasant day, Mr. Ye. Should you need any assistance, feel free to visit the service center. If you’re unable to enter the current game lobby, other game lobbies’ service centers will also be happy to welcome you."

Wen Nan glanced at the NPC’s head, agreed, and stepped out of the service center.

From there to the [Wenna] guild’s office was only a few steps, a short one or two-minute walk, yet during that time, Wen Nan received numerous odd looks from surrounding players.

This left Wen Nan puzzled. He looked down at himself, making sure his physique hadn’t drastically changed.

Upon entering the [Wenna] guild’s office lobby on the first floor, Xu Dongsheng and Luo Wei, who were crouching behind a sofa, started looking at Wen Nan with strange eyes.

As Wen Nan was about to ask something, Hu Jiayao’s voice sounded from behind him:

"President, you’re back—Whoa! President, you’ve ascended?!"

Wen Nan: ?

He turned back to look at Hu Jiayao.

Hu Jiayao was currently squatting on the back of the sofa where Gu Jinxing was seated, holding a grilled lamb leg, staring up at Wen Nan’s head with his mouth in an O shape. From Wen Nan’s angle, he could clearly see the meat debris in his molars.

Wen Nan raised his head to look above himself, seeing nothing.

He reached up and felt something warm flowing in his palm, but no substantial object could be touched.

Feeling a vague sense of foreboding, Wen Nan walked to a reflective countertop nearby. Through the glass’s reflection, he saw atop his head...

There was actually a circular silver halo?!

At first glance, it seemed like something an angel might wear upon descending to earth.

Wen Nan immediately pulled up his player dashboard in the system, and sure enough, there was a [Silver Star] badge next to his account name.

Looks like his badge was successfully awarded.

Still, this honor displayed on his account, publicized in the system community, was one thing; but to have a halo over his head as well?

No wonder that short fifteen or twenty meters of road gathered so much attention.

How could he get rid of this?

Wen Nan fiddled around in his system and couldn’t find a way to hide the halo. This effect couldn’t be hidden with a single click like a player level?

Wasn’t this a bit too high-profile?

As he pondered, a familiar voice came from behind, "Silver Star?"

Wen Nan turned back and saw Yu Shujun standing behind him at some point, leaning against the wall and looking at the halo on Wen Nan’s head with a smile of ambiguous meaning on her face.