Chapter 1595 - 1591: The Password

When he wanted him to stand on her side, she really wanted to reject him. When she started to touch him, she was almost ready to hit him hard.

As she clenched her teeth to suppress her disgust, obeying Oberon's directions, she worried that her freedom would be even more restricted than it was now.

Oberon certainly hoped Fang Wushang could resist. That way, he could thoroughly enjoy Fang Wushang's painless expression, and then give her systematic comfort to show his power. However, when Fang Wushang was there, there was still a slight chance of escape—at least Fang Wushang could move freely within the cage.

But her patience was limited. If the man actually touched her body, she would immediately punch the man right in the center of his face. Fang Wushang thought, Fang Wu made his body as rigid as stone, so after touching for a long time, Fang Wushang didn't have any reaction, he might feel disappointed.

Oberon let go of his hand and lay on the bed.

"Ah ah ah, you really are a stubborn woman!"

He said a bit unhappily, except this voice sounded exactly the same as Lan Yang in memory, which was also the root of Fang Wushang's dislike.

"This is just an illusory body. If you touch it, you won't lose anything. Isn't staying here all day very boring? Don't you want to be happy?"

"...You wouldn't understand, it has nothing to do with whether the body is real or not, at least for me..."

"Are you saying I would pollute your thoughts?"

Oberon laughed deeply.

"Anyway, before I consolidate my position, I don't intend to let you out. You better learn how to make yourself happy first, you know? This system is so profound!"

"I'm not interested in these things, and... I don't think I'll always be locked in this place by you, someone will definitely come to save me."

"What? Are you saying someone will save you? Is it the hero Ye Qiu?"

Fang Wushang trembled all over upon hearing this name, Oberon's smile deepened, and he raised his body, starting to speak in a manner of having finally found a weakness that caused Fang Wushang's soul pain.

"Did he... really have the original name Ye Qiu? I met him in the real world a few days ago."

"..."

Upon hearing this sentence, Fang Wushang immediately raised her head, staring at Oberon directly.

"Oh my, can it be believed that this tiny little devil is a hero who has completely conquered the world! I thought he was the kind of family boy who only played video games?"

Oberon's expression became increasingly thrilling.

"Do you know where I met him? In your ward... where your real body is. While you were sleeping, I told him I would be marrying you next month, and his expression was priceless! Like a dog's bone being stolen. What a joke!"

Oberon turned around, occasionally letting out strange laughter: "Wuu wuu, wuu wuu."

"So you believe the little devil can save you from this place! I bet, this kid will no longer have the courage to put on the neuro equipment again! Moreover, he can't possibly know you're here. By the way, I have to invite him to the wedding. He'll come to see you in a wedding dress. It's more fun to give those heroes a sweet taste."

Fang Wushang slowly lowered her head again, then turned her back to Oberon, leaning against the mirror hanging on the bed, her entire shoulder slumped weakly, hands tightly gripping the cushion.

Perhaps seeing Fang Wushang in such a state was satisfying, as Oberon rose from the bed, visible through the mirror.

"Unfortunately, I had already turned off the surveillance camera at that time, so he couldn't take a picture of his depressed face. If I took a picture, I could show you. If there's an opportunity next time, I'll try my best to take one. I have to leave for a while, Queen. You'll be quite lonely until the day after tomorrow, but please endure it for a while."

Finally, Oberon laughed softly once more, then turned and left. Fang Wushang watched him sway his wide robe towards the door.

Fang Wushang confirmed Oberon's gradually thinning body in the mirror, loudly calling out in her heart while he pretended to sob.

...Ye Qiu... Ye Qiu is still alive!

After being imprisoned in this world, this had always been Fang Wushang's greatest concern, whether it was possible that only she would be passed into this world, while Ye Qiu's consciousness would be eradicated—even though she was forced to think of Zhoukou, this idea had been gnawing at Fang Wushang's mood little by little.

But now Oberon himself had removed her worries.

Just like earlier, if he really wanted to convince Fang Wushang, he shouldn't have said Ye Qiu was still alive, he should've said Ye Qiu was already dead.

"Ye Qiu is still alive, he's still alive."

This sentence repeated many times in Fang Wushang's mind, each time she recalled the sentence, the spark in her heart burned brighter.

As long as he is alive, he will never sit back and watch. He will find this world and come to rescue her. So she can't just stay locked here. She must find what she can do and put it into practice.

Fang Wushang continued to appear sad in the mirror. In the mirror, Oberon slightly turned and confirmed Fang Wushang had that sad expression.

Next to the door was a small metal panel with twelve small buttons, pressing them in the correct order would open the door.

In fact, there was no need to diligently set these things as such; simply setting that only the administrator had the right to open it would suffice. But Oberon seemed to have his own principles, unwilling to place the system-like atmosphere here. In any case, he just wanted to become Elf King and enjoy the sensation of torturing his own Queen, enjoying this perverse feeling.

That was his foolishness and character flaw.

Oberon raised his hand to manipulate the metal panel. He stood at a considerable distance because the performance of details decreased due to the distance, making it impossible to see which buttons he pressed. Oberon had confirmed this, so he believed that with such a system, the cage would be rock solid.

In fact, he was right if one looked directly at Oberon.

He hadn't interacted with such a neurologically created imaginary world for a long time, so many things he didn't understand, such as the mirrors in this world wouldn't produce optical phenomena.

Fang Wushang pretended to be crying, watching the mirror closest to her face, where Oberon was reflected very clearly. If it was a mirror in the real world, even if you approached closely, you wouldn't see clearly, but in the mirror here as a game object, everything needed for mapping was fully displayed with high-resolution pixels.

Ears and the effect of distance couldn't influence the world within the mirror, Fang Wushang could clearly see the movement of his fingers.