Following that, Su Yan heard Xiao Hua say
"Host, you have obtained an opportunity to make a wish. Is there anything you desire?"
"Nothing."
"You can think about it carefully; there’s no need to rush."
Su Yan thought for a moment
"Strawberry Milk Candy, is it available in every world?"
"That... might not be the case."
"Then I wish for Strawberry Milk Candy to be in every world."
Xiao Hua hesitated
"Are you... sure?"
"Mhm."
"Ding-dong, your wish has been granted, Host. You can now have it anytime, anywhere, no matter how many planes you traverse through."
"Oh, good."
"Host, if you have no further questions, we will proceed with the next task."
"Okay."
The moment Su Yan agreed, she fainted.
When she woke up again, she found herself lying beside a pond.
Rockery, fishpond, flowers and plants, all had a classical and charming aesthetic.
She was dressed in ancient female attire, with a bun in her hair and wearing white cloth shoes.
Then, she heard struggling and muffled noises coming from the pond.
Xiao Hua spoke up
"Host, the male lead is in the pond."
The tone was not overly panicked, probably more surprised.
But as soon as it spoke, Su Yan’s eyelids twitched.
It was clear that the man in the pond could not swim; he was struggling.
She walked over to the pond.
Xiao Hua spoke again
"Host, are you going to jump in to save him?"
Su Yan’s voice was clear
"No."
As the words fell, she looked around and found a decayed log taller than a person in the nearby bushes.
She dragged it with effort to the edge of the pond, and then, threw the log directly into the water.
With a splash, water scattered.
Her physique was poor; just the act of throwing the log into the water caused a dense sweat on her forehead.
Her complexion was somewhat pale as she leaned on a sculpture beside the pond to rest.
Perhaps heaven also didn’t wish for the man in the pond to die; by sheer coincidence, the log appeared right next to the man.
He placed one hand on the log and almost leaped up, jumping straight onto it.
The log floated and spun in the water, and when it reached the edge of the pond, the man was about to climb out.
From somewhere nearby came exclamations,
"My goodness, Prince has fallen into the water! Somebody help!!!"
The shrill screams of a woman, the sound of a tea cup breaking, clearly reached Su Yan’s ears.
Su Yan stood by the pond, looking at the rather bedraggled man.
At that moment, the man, with his hand braced against the wall, seemed to sense something and looked up.
Black hair was wet and disheveled, covering much of his face, only revealing his eyes, black and profound, seemingly able to drip ink.
When Su Yan heard approaching footsteps, she picked up her skirt and no longer looked at the man in the pond, picked up a basket beside her, and walked away along the path.
Xiao Hua surprised
"Eh? Host, why are you leaving?"
"He won’t die."
Su Yan’s voice was crystal clear, probably soft and gentle due to her temperament.
At that moment, Xiao Hua suddenly said
"Host, you need to integrate a set of memories. Please find a safe place."
Su Yan nodded in agreement
"Okay."
As she spoke, she continued to move forward, the path winding, unaware of where she was heading.
She just noticed the surroundings were dilapidated and desolate, in stark contrast to the luxurious and exquisite scenery outside.