Sigh! This was her business, after all. If Type 95 liked dressing this way, there was nothing she could say—besides, it was certainly easy on the eyes.
Seeing that Uncle Li and Su Ruoyu were fine, Type 95 walked over to Qin Xiaoyue. She took Qin Xiaoyue's cold right hand and said sadly, "I'll take you home to your parents now!"
Uncle Li and Su Ruoyu approached Type 95. Upon hearing that Type 95 intended to take Qin Xiaoyue to her parents, Uncle Li immediately intervened: "I advise you not to do that!"
"Why not? Qin Xiaoyue is dead now; her parents will surely be heartbroken. If you won't even let me take her body back, how am I supposed to explain this to them?" Type 95 asked Uncle Li, confused.
"If a Divine Seal Bearer dies, the Divine Miracle won't provide transportation. If you really want to transport her, you have to pay 1000 god coins as a transport fee. The question is, do you have that kind of money?" Uncle Li saw Type 95 staring at him and knew what she was planning. He refused outright: "god coins cannot be traded, so give up on the idea of borrowing money!"
Type 95's eyes suddenly lit up. "I can't take her back, but you can spend the god coins to do it!"
"Uh, sorry! I only have 650 god coins. If I had enough, I would have taken Qin Xiaoyue back to Earth a long time ago," Uncle Li said, spreading his hands in a gesture of helplessness.
This sentence made Type 95's eyes dim. She shouted angrily, "So we just have to sit by and watch Qin Xiaoyue die in a foreign land?"
Sigh! Once you've been a Divine Seal Bearer for a while, you'll get used to things like this," Uncle Li said, patting Type 95 on the shoulder.
In the end, Type 95 had no other choice but to dig a hole beneath a tree on a small hill and bury Qin Xiaoyue's body.
After erecting a tombstone and paying their respects, they clicked "Return Immediately." A black hole suddenly appeared before them and teleported them away.
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In a luxury villa, a black hole suddenly opened, and Type 95 stepped out. She checked the clock and saw that it was 18:10.
Placing a hand on her chin, Type 95 began to think. "When she was taken by the Divine Miracle, the time was 18:09. She had clearly spent four days in the Genshin Impact world, yet only one minute had passed. It seems that no matter how long the Divine Miracle keeps a Divine Seal Bearer in another world, it always returns them to the moment one minute after they left Earth."
"Only one minute has passed—that's great. This way, I don't have to worry about 100 years having passed in the real world when I return from a mission."
She looked down at her ample breasts. For a moment, Type 95 didn't know what to do. How could she explain this to her parents? She definitely couldn't mention the Divine Miracle—she didn't want to be erased by it!
So, she could only address the fact that she had become a girl. But how was she supposed to tell them? Should she just walk up and say, "Hello! I'm your son, but I accidentally took a nap and woke up as a girl"?
No, that was too ridiculous! Forget about whether her parents would believe it; if someone said that to her, she wouldn't believe it either!
When in doubt, ask on Tieba.
She opened her computer and went straight to Tieba. She posted a thread: "Woke up and suddenly turned into a girl. How do I explain this to my family so they'll believe me?"
Shortly after she posted it, there were already replies. As expected of Tieba! Type 95 began to read them carefully.
Reply 1: "Shocking! Shouldn't you let your bros enjoy it first now that you're a girl? Do you even count as a bro anymore?"
Reply 2: "OP, have you been reading too many transformation novels? Your brain isn't working right. I think you should go see a psychiatrist first."
Reply 3: "I just want to ask, are you pretty now that you're a girl? If you're very pretty, I don't mind taking one for the team and being your boyfriend. Of course, if you're ugly, then never mind."
Reply 4: "Posting a spam thread every day, I'll become a master spammer!"
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Reply 86: "Ah! So boring! I really want to turn into a girl!"
"..." After reviewing these replies, Type 95 remained silent.
There wasn't much worth reading in these replies; some didn't believe her, saying she had gone crazy wanting to become a girl.
Others believed her but just wanted her contact information, and some were even more outrageous, directly saying that becoming a girl was just so she could be penetrated by men.
What kind of people are these! Truly, in a big enough forest, you'll find all sorts of birds!
However, among the replies, there were still two or three suggestions.
18th Floor: "How to explain it to your family? Let's assume it's true! Tell them this: while you were sleeping, two burly men broke in, and you were accidentally kidnapped. They said your dad offended someone he shouldn't have, and to get revenge on your dad, they were sent to take you to Thailand for surgery."
54th Floor: "This is simple! Just say that during a physical exam, you discovered you had pseudohermaphroditism, possessing both male and female reproductive organs. Your male reproductive organs were underdeveloped, so you had them removed and kept the female ones, becoming a real woman."
68th Floor: "The ones above are all trolls. I'll teach you the best method, OP: just tell the truth! Tell them directly, 'I am your son, but I woke up as a girl.'"
"You are their son, after all. How could you bear to lie to your parents? Paper cannot wrap up fire; if you want a permanent solution, the best way is to be honest."
After thinking it over, Type 95 decided to just come clean. They were family, after all, and family should treat each other with honesty.
But if they didn't believe her, wouldn't she be kicked out, become undocumented, and end up wandering the streets?
No, no! She couldn't think like that. If they didn't believe her, she would just keep explaining until they did. Yes, that's it.
"Bang!"
The room door was suddenly kicked open, and Type 95 was so startled that she instinctively pulled up the quilt and hid underneath without a second thought.
"Brother! Come down to eat quickly. Mom and Dad are both back today, and Mom made so much delicious food! Including your favorite braised pork ribs." A black-haired girl shouted into the room. "Eww! What are you doing hiding under the quilt? Come out!"
What? Mom and Dad are back? Oh god! Isn't this a death sentence? Gripping the quilt tightly, Type 95 refused to let her sister pull it off, even if it killed her.
This was her younger sister, Wang Qingying, a karate black belt master who often used Type 95 as a punching bag for practice, which made Type 95's life miserable.
She grabbed the quilt and pulled repeatedly, but the black-haired girl couldn't pull it away despite using all her strength. "Brother! When did you become so strong? You used to be such a weakling, falling over with just a light push. How did you get this strong?"
Wait! Isn't this a good opportunity? Type 95 suddenly realized that since her parents were back, wasn't this the perfect chance to explain everything to them? So, Type 95 let go of the quilt.
Once Type 95 stopped gripping it, the quilt was easily lifted, and the black-haired girl was very happy. "Hehehe! I knew I was the strongest. To think you had such strength to hold onto the quilt—it looks like we'll have to spar after dinner!"
Type 95 looked up at the black-haired girl, while the black-haired girl stared at Type 95. The two stood motionless, staring at each other. Time seemed to freeze. After a while, the black-haired girl shouted, "Who are you, woman? Why are you in my brother's room?!"
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