South 3rd District, Comet City.

With its wide streets, towering buildings, and intertwined railways, this is the largest city in the South 3rd District, home to nearly 10 million people.

On a pedestrian street in a bustling business district, a girl in denim shorts and a short jacket walks through a bustling crowd with a lollipop in her mouth.

When she came to a stop sign, she leaned against the smooth vertical sign and waited, stepping on the stop sign with one foot back, and the other foot propped up, moving slightly.

Looking up at the rail trains that passed by from time to time, she took the lollipop from her mouth.

"It's annoying, so many people."

This is the peak tourist season in Comet City, where the triennial air combat competition is held, and the various teams in the four-leaf crystal star field gather, they will fly their own modified small aircraft to fight in the air, and the winner will receive excellent prizes.

There are many kinds of flying machines in the air combat competition, and new tricks appear every year, which is new and interesting, and it also attracts many people, so whenever it is held, Comet City attracts tourists from all over the world.

After five minutes of waiting, the light of the sign came on, and a yellow airbus stopped in front of the platform.

“good~”

The girl jumped on the non-slip pedals of the bus and walked in to find a place to sit, and then the hovering airbus lifted up again, and then sped away, in a few minutes, out of the bustling downtown area and into the outer ring area on the edge of Comet City.

Of course, this is also a Comet City, but the flow of people is greatly reduced, and rust can be seen on many buildings along the streets, which is probably due to the fact that it is not cleaned up in normal times.

Getting off the bus, the girl walked through the street to an alley on the side of the road, where there were high walls on both sides, the light was dark, and the air was somewhat cool.

In the laneway, some residents' hoverbikes are parked, as well as flower pots, garbage cans, unused steel supports, etc., and around them are some old-fashioned apartment entrances.

Coming to a small shop with a simple mark, the girl stopped and knocked on the shop hidden in the residential area.

"Is Grandma Fu here?" The metal door frame was knocked and vibrated with a sound that was particularly clear in the alley.

After a while, there was a response from inside.

"Here, wait."

After another two minutes, a crooked old woman poked her head out of the window of the shop.

"Oh, it's Clara, is she here to buy pastries today?"

"Yes, it's troublesome Grandma Fu, it's still thirty-two as before."

"Okay, you'll wait."

After speaking, the old man took out four white boxes from the refrigerator in the store, each box contained eight pastries, such pastries were made of special glutinous rice flour, and a layer of osmanthus brown sugar powder was sprinkled on the surface, which was very sweet and could also fill the stomach.

After packing the four boxes, the old woman handed them to Clara, "This can't be eaten for a long time, and you have to supplement protein and vitamins and so on." ”

"I'm just a supper, it's too troublesome to cook by myself at night, thank you Grandma Fu." Clara took the bag, then rested her wrist on the payment machine to pay, and then waved goodbye to the old woman.

Carrying her favorite pastry, Clara continued down the alley, then into an old-fashioned apartment and following the elevator to the floor where she lived.

After opening the rented house, Clara walked in, and the room was messily arranged with all kinds of miscellaneous items, including a change of clothes, a game console that had not been cleaned up after playing, cards for divination, small ritual arrays that could assist in the cultivation of transcendent sequences, blankets that fell on the ground, crooked drink bottles, uneaten snacks, and so on.

Taking off her shoes, Clara stepped on her slippers and went to the bathroom to flush her feet, then washed her face with clean water, and then avoided a lot of clutter, came to her bedside, and jumped up.

"Whew, it's still comfortable at home." After walking for most of the day, she suddenly didn't want to move when she leaned on the bed, and buried her whole face in the quilt.

After a while, she got up, sat on the bed, first opened a pastry box she had just bought on the side, took out a piece to taste, and then flipped through the interface of the projection of her personal terminal with one hand.

Wandering through various forums, Clara quickly filtered through various information, and entered and read the posts she was interested in, but most of them would be cut out before they were finished.

"It's boring, it's some media talking nonsense again, and the vulgar stuff is done over and over again."

Turning off the interface, Clara shoved the almost-biting pastry into her mouth, then leaned down and reached for the unfinished drink on the floor in the distance, taking it back into her hand.

'Qi—' Unscrewed the lid, a faint air flow gushed out, and the bubbles in the drink liquid agitated.

"This Blue Stone Cola is getting harder and harder to drink, so I won't try to buy it cheaply next time." After filling the drink, Clara turned the bottle still towards the trash can in the distance, only to see the bottle slash through the air in a graceful arc and fall into it.

"Perfect."

After eating the pastries and drinking the drink, Clara leaned back on the bed, rubbed her stomach, felt a little sleepy, so she simply closed her eyes and took a nap.

In this way, it was not until more than ten minutes later that she moved her body and woke up.

Looking at the time, Clara muttered, "Is it already this point?" ”

"It's time to play a group." She quickly got up, pulled the immersion pod open from the inside of the bed, and lay inside.

Soon, the hatch closed, and the lights lit up one by one, allowing her consciousness to gradually enter the deep web.

——————

In the pitch-black interface, a line of words quickly swiped through, which is the process of the activation of the immersive system.

"Detect ...... in the user's sequence level" [Snow Mouse plug-in activates and begins camouflage]

"Sequence order detection is 2... 3. The sequence level detection is 3, which meets the qualification to enter the Aijika network and is under review. ”

"The identity detection is a student, which is restricted by the third type of permission, and the user can only move in the area with a security level of A or above."

"Start accessing the game world: Dark Crusade, load the ......"

The picture in front of me lit up, and then the vision gradually became clear, this is the starport located in space, outside the huge transparent glass compartment, one after another starships are setting sail, spewing out huge wake, and gradually entering a state of faster-than-light sailing.

"Just in time." Clara skillfully opened the channel and began to search for the gathering point of her legion.

"It's here, big sister!" Someone in the team channel saw Clara go online and immediately shouted.

"Come on, come on, can't you do without me?" Clara manipulated the character and jumped into the large mech ready to go, and then the crimson wake erupted from behind, accelerating the mech along the orbit until finally leaping into the vastness of space.

……

Time passed, and tonight, Clara and her friends from the Legion fought the enemy in the distant starry sky, defeating countless enemy warships and mechs, and reaping a large amount of rewards and accessories.

It wasn't until the dripping reminder of the immersion pod sounded that she reluctantly said goodbye to her companions.

"It's time, I'm going offline."

"Okay, see you tomorrow, eldest sister, we can't do it without you."

"That's it." After that, there was another group of people in the channel.

There are not many girls who play the game Dark Crusade, and Clara is a rare master because of her good operation, so she is sought after by many people in the Legion, which is also one of her motivations for playing the game.

"Whew-" Opening the immersion pod, Clara slipped out of it, feeling a little dizzy.

"Well, although the game has a low degree of realism, there is no sequence 3, and it is still very stressful." She shook her head, then jumped out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a hot shower to soothe herself.

Soon after, Clara walked out barefoot in a bath towel and threw herself back on the bed.

"It's already one o'clock in the morning, forget it, I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow." She looked at her watch and lay down on the bed to get ready for sleep.

However, after rolling in bed for a while, Clara, who still couldn't sleep, sat up again and looked through her personal terminal.

[The balance on your card is: 2739 federal coins, and it is expected to pay 3250 for fixed expenses next month, please replenish it in time.] ]

"I don't have enough money." Leaning back on the bed, Clara sighed.

She came to school in the third district of the south, in fact, her family gave her plenty of money, but most of them were used by her to buy immersion cabins, and renting a house for dinner was the most economical way.

"No, you can't sit still, you have to find a way to make money." Then she sat up and began to think of various ways to make money.

As a student, at most she can only do some temporary work, not to mention that she can't make too much money, she is still very tired, and she has no time to play games, which is unbearable for Clara.

"I really envy those idols and big stars, they don't have to do anything, there are people who keep sending money." Leaning back on the bed, Clara whispered.

"Sure enough, I still have to be an idol, otherwise I will be a part-time worker in the future." Thinking about it, she began to look for channels to be an idol on the Internet.

After going through the various posts and discussions, Clara decisively gave up on entering the entertainment industry.

She has to be talented, she has to participate in all kinds of training, she has to sign strict contracts, and she has to have special points, which she wouldn't have stayed here if she could do it.

Thinking of these, she finally set her sights on the 'virtual idol' column, the biggest cost of being a virtual idol is the immersion cabin, and she has just solved this point.

"Why don't you give it a try, maybe it'll be a hit." Just do it, Clara began to look for the recruitment inspiration of various virtual idol groups, and then used her expertise in search to dig out the previous black materials and breaking news of each group.

After ruling out many options, Clara felt more comfortable making her debut as a solo player.

"Sure enough, how can a genius like me be subservient to others, and doing it alone is the king."

After two days of tinkering and preparing, Clara began to officially run her new account and image.

"The account is easy to say, so let's go to the open source community and turn it over, and make do with it in the early stage." It is impossible for real people to leave the country, and virtual idols play with a sense of virtuality.

Time passed imperceptibly, and after a week, Clara had become familiar with the flow of live streaming, although her personal room often had no more than double digit viewers.

"Sure enough, I still have to live." After a week's live broadcast, she quickly thought of this without a teacher.

However, before she thought of this, countless Internet seniors had thought of it, and all kinds of vulgar ideas had been used for a long time, and now the audience is not unusual.

After another week of losing and not working well, Clara began a second summing up.

"Think about what else you can do with it."

Talking to herself, she looked down at her unwavering breasts and decided to give up the idea of being astringent.

"If I had Millie's breasts and Heshea's looks, I would have left the country as a real person." Leaning on the bed, Clara continues her reverie and finally has a good dream in which she becomes a world-famous virtual idol in the galaxy, and some even compare her to the electronic singer of the Internet.

It's a pity that such a sweet dream only lasted less than 15 minutes before she woke up, which made Clara quite sad, how could it be half an hour, so short.

After searching to no avail, Clara finally falls to the vulgar media headline party that she once hated the most.

"Shocked, the first mecha pilot of the legion turned out to be a girl!"

"The genius driver who was once famous in the galaxy was dumped by his snobbish boyfriend."

"She's driving the 'Red Bull Type X', how can I catch up with her!"

"Big sister of the mad monster, the high school student who is called 'Queen'."

"My left cockpit is as hot as fire, and now I'm going to knock down the god I once was!"

"Absolutely! Aggressive! Bravo! Shout for me, this is our triumph! ”

"I was bullied and replaced for three years, and now that woman is back like a god of war!"

"However, I also have a hidden beam sword that will pierce all your dignity!"

As the title becomes more and more bizarre every time, each time it becomes more and more popular, the live broadcast room where Clara is located is becoming more and more popular, some people are curious about what this content is, some people want to watch fun, and some people want to laugh at it to see if the anchor is really so powerful.

Whatever the reason, Clara's Internet room is becoming more and more popular, and at its peak there are even tens of thousands of people watching it at the same time, and girls like her who like mecha Star Wars games are rare, not to mention, it is really rare to be so obsessed and online.

A few months later.

"So, in order to celebrate the achievement of millions of fans, I will sing in the live broadcast room tonight~" The virtual girl image smiled at the audience in the live broadcast room, and then held the microphone to tell a thank you speech, and some memories and so on.

"I know that many people are concerned about whether I am a real high school student, or even a girl, and I have applied for the official certification mark for this, so you don't have to worry." After this sentence was said, there was a boiling in the live broadcast room, countless people began to beat rice and money, and various congratulatory banners floated by.

"Let me say, Zidian Lala-chan is really a cute girl, you didn't believe it before."

"Is Zidian Lala really a high school girl, I love it."

"I'm going to marry Zidian Lala!"

"Purple Electric Lala is super powerful!"

"Woo woo, how can I not find a girl like Zidian Lala in reality, they all laugh at me for being an otaku who stinks games."

"I have decided to give Zidian Lala rice every day to express my affection."

Looking at the handwriting floating in front of her, Clara kept smiling, but the corners of her mouth twitched from time to time, if it weren't for the fact that her income was not low tonight, and she had to take care of her image, she would not be used to these crazy people.

“…… Finally, thank you very much for watching today, so that's it, bye-bye, goodbye everyone~"

Although she was a little uncomfortable, Clara still finished the above sentence in a cute tone that she would never use when she usually spoke, and then cut off the input signal.

Climbing out of the immersion pod, Clara exhaled, then leaned back on the bed and poured drinks and snacks for a moment before she recovered from it, but then she fell into a kind of emptiness.

"Although the money is earned, it doesn't seem to be as fun as it used to be." She looked at the time, it would be early before her usual bedtime, but she had no desire to open the game.

What to do, how to sleep, always feel a little lost, she leaned on the bed, closed her eyes and thought, wanted to sleep but didn't want to sleep.

In this way, until the night when the prompt of the personal terminal sounds, it seems that a series of messages are constantly being sent.

"Who's chatting so late." She opened her eyes, turned over and picked up her personal terminal, and found that it was a junior high school class group that had been silent for a long time.

"Did you see it?" At the top of the message is this one.

"What are you seeing?"

"It's tonight's school confrontation.,Edus's leader of the swarm!"

"Well, I'm not interested, what's wrong."

":) you missed a scene that you will regret for the rest of your life."

"How do you speak, isn't it just that Pulin Coco is powerful and defeats her opponent, to be honest, I prefer the 'Azure Bubble' that just debuted this year, and Mei Lulu is the cutest little girl in my heart."

"You've been killed by Lori in your life, and you don't know the result of tonight's game."

"Ah, okay, I'll just search for it, won't you have a video connection?"

"It's all live broadcast, who does a good job of the video so quickly, but there is a playback to watch."

"You would never have imagined that tonight was the defeat of Pulin Coco, and the one who defeated her was someone we all knew."

"Who?"

This one followed at intervals of several minutes before it continued to appear.

“！！！！”

"It's Heshia!!"

“？”

"What are you talking about, why did you mention Hesia, didn't she go to Erin Academy?"

"Perhaps, but tonight's singer is really exactly like Hesia, and I've never seen her look so good."

"Heshea didn't even wear glasses, and it was a completely different feeling than at school."

"It's amazing, it's not a world at all...... someone called out in surprise as they watched the video.

"It's over, it's all over, I knew I had a good relationship with her when I was in junior high school."

"I'm the one who regrets it now, the one who regrets it very much."

"Do you say, Heshia will remember us classmates?"

"Yes, but the memories left for her may not be so good."

"It is also true that she seemed to have been left out in the classroom for a long time at that time."

"Alas, I really want to go back in time and be good friends with Hehia back then."

"Aha, you probably didn't want to pursue Hesia at that time."

"I'm ashamed to say that I didn't notice until the day of my graduation dinner that Hehia was actually very beautiful, but we ignored it in the past."

"Who is not, it can only be said that Lina is harmful."

"Heshea is no longer the person we can imagine and come into contact with."

"Chanter,Singer,Edes School Chief,Student President,With such an identity,She's already a black swan high in the sky.。

“……”

"I want to say something, but I can't say anything, just blame us for being too young and naïve at that time."

"However, it is also an enviable thing to have such a singer who has spent time with us and will remember it in the future."

"Clara, what about you, remember that you and Heshea are not only junior high school classmates, but also elementary school classmates, and they should have a deeper relationship than us."

At the end of the conversation, she suddenly asked about the girl in front of the screen, she pressed the keyboard and typed a lot of words, trying to explain that she was actually not that familiar with Hesia, but in the end she deleted it, because it didn't make sense to explain it now.

"Well, Hesia was cute when she was a kid, if only I could let everyone know about it in advance."

After typing, hit send, and lowered her arms, Clara leaned back on the bed for a moment, then stood up and walked to the window and opened the curtains.

In the sky, the bright moon shone into the room, which was exceptionally bright and cold.

(End of chapter)