“Name.”
“…Lux.”
“Age.”
“19.”
“Where are you from?”
Lux opened her mouth.
She couldn’t answer this question.
She couldn’t just say “Earth,” right?
What if Earth didn’t exist in this world?
“I…
don’t know.”
The Foxian across from her looked up, glanced at her, and then lowered their head to start writing again.
“Place of origin unknown.
Race?”
Lux touched the ears on her head.
“Foxian…
I guess?”
The Foxian looked up at her again, their expression a bit subtle this time.
“You don’t even know if you’re a Foxian?”
“I…
I have amnesia.” Lux decided to use this universal excuse.
“I woke up at the Seat of Divine Foresight and I don’t remember anything from before.”
The Foxian was silent for two seconds, their pen hovering over the paper, motionless.
“Amnesia?”
“Yes, amnesia.”
“Then how do you know what your name is?”
“That’s all I remember.”
The Foxian stared at her for a good while, their gaze clearly saying, “Do you take me for a fool?”
But they didn’t press the issue and lowered their head to continue writing.
“How did you appear at the Seat of Divine Foresight?”
“I don’t know, I was just there when I woke up.”
“Do you have any accomplices?”
“No.”
“What is your purpose in coming to the Luofu?”
“I don’t even know how I got here.”
The Foxian’s pen stopped.
They put down the brush, rubbed their temples, and looked a bit weary.
“Young lady, with you not knowing anything, I can’t fill out this document.”
Lux was desperate too.
She really didn’t know.
“How about…
you just write something random?”
The Foxian looked at her, sighed, and picked up the pen again.
“Forget it, we’ll process you as a drifter for now.
You wait here, and we’ll make a decision once your identity is verified.”
They stood up and left with the document.
Two Cloud Knights followed them out, the door was shut, and Lux was left alone in the room.
Lux boredly looked around the small room—white walls, gray floor, one table, two chairs, and a window looking out onto a hallway where people occasionally passed by.
“So…
I’ve transmigrated?”
She whispered to herself.
“And I’ve become a Lux?”
She looked down at herself—white apron, black dress, red bow tie, bell belt, white socks, and wooden clogs.
She reached up and touched the ears on her head; they were fluffy and could move.
She then touched the tail behind her; it was fluffy and soft, and felt very good.
“It really is a Lux…”
She suddenly remembered something.
In transmigration novels, the protagonist usually gets a golden finger after transmigrating.
A system, a panel, an old grandfather figure, or something similar.
“Could I have one too?”
She tried calling out in her mind.
System.
An interface actually popped up before her eyes.
It was translucent, floating in the air, and only she could see it.
The interface was appallingly simple—
[Strongest Lux Cultivation System]
Emotion Points: 0
Lottery: 10,000/time
That was it.
Just three lines of text, not even a button, not even a manual.
Lux stared at the interface for ten seconds.
“…That’s it?”
She called for the system again, but the interface didn’t change.
She shouted “Manual,” “Help,” and “Tutorial” in her mind, but there was no response.
Lux slapped the table in anger, then grimaced in pain and quickly blew on her hand.
“No, you at least have to tell me how to use this thing!”
Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Lux saw a crack appear where she had just slapped the table.
“You’ve got to be kidding.
Is the quality of this table that bad?”
Lux tentatively tapped the table again, and noticed the cracks on the table increased.
“Hiss…
why does this look so much like breaking blocks?”
Lux raised an eyebrow and decided to go all in.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Under the continuous tapping, the table disappeared, and a small model resembling the table fell to the ground, floating and rotating.
Lux’s eyes lit up.
She approached the model, and it whooshed into her body.
An inventory, health bar, and hunger bar appeared in her vision, exactly the same as a player interface in Minecraft.
“Holy crap, have I become Steve?”
Lux was full of excitement and quickly tried to place the table back.
With a soft sound, the table returned to its original state.
“So this is my golden finger?”
Just as she was preparing to study it further, the interface suddenly jumped—
[Curiosity from Jing Yuan, Emotion Points + 0.1]
Current Emotion Points: 0.1
Lux was stunned for a moment.
Then she realized.
“Emotion Points…
I can get them by causing emotional fluctuations in others?
If that’s the case, curiosity, surprise, anger, joy…
no matter the emotion, as long as there’s a fluctuation, I get Emotion Points.”
Although it’s only 0.0-something each time, it adds up.
“It takes ten thousand for one draw…
How many people’s emotions do I have to stir up…
But I already have Steve’s abilities, what does this system draw?”
As she was thinking, the system interface jumped again—
[Annoyance from Fu Xuan, Emotion Points + 0.2]
Lux was stunned.
Fu Xuan?
Who’s that?
…
The Seat of Divine Foresight.
Fu Xuan walked to the entrance and asked the Cloud Knights guarding the door: “Is the General in?”
“Yes, the General was just attacked, he is resting.”
Upon hearing the word “attacked,” Fu Xuan frowned and quickly followed up, “Attacked?
Is it serious?”
The Cloud Knight shook his head, “I don’t know.”
Fu Xuan quickened her pace, walked through the corridor, and pushed open the doors to the Seat of Divine Foresight.
Jing Yuan was leaning back in his chair, holding a jade abacus, looking at something with a smile on his face.
Fu Xuan’s face darkened instantly.
“General, weren’t you attacked?”
Jing Yuan looked up, saw her, and immediately put on a pained expression, clutching his chest.
“Oh, Master Diviner…
I was stabbed in the chest, the wound is hurting again…”
Fu Xuan looked at him expressionlessly.
“General, you are clutching your stomach.”
Jing Yuan looked down, moved his hand to the side without changing his expression.
“Ahem, chest, my chest hurts.”
Fu Xuan took a deep breath.
She was already annoyed by the inexplicably increased workload and forced herself to suppress the urge to roll her eyes.
“If you’re really done for, General, then hurry up and abdicate.
I’d be very happy to take over this position.”
Jing Yuan coughed, sat up straight, and the pained expression on his face vanished, replaced by his usual lazy demeanor.
“Rest assured, if that day ever comes, I will pass it on to you.”
He paused and looked at Fu Xuan with a smile.
“Is there something you need, Master Diviner?”
Fu Xuan returned to her calm expression and sat down across from Jing Yuan.
“I just cast a divination using the Matrix of Prescience.”
“Oh?” Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow.
“What did you see?”
“The future of the Luofu…
has become blurred.”
Jing Yuan’s expression changed slightly.
“Blurred?”
“Yes,” Fu Xuan nodded, “some variable has intruded, making everything unpredictable.”
She looked at Jing Yuan.
“With your all-seeing capabilities, General, have you discovered anything?”
Jing Yuan was silent for two seconds, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.
“How could I possibly know something that even you, Master Diviner, don’t know?”
Fu Xuan looked at him suspiciously.
“General, do you know something?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know,” Jing Yuan waved his hand.
“I don’t know anything.”
Fu Xuan stared at him for three seconds and decided not to pursue it for now.
“Then please, General, handle some official business.
Don’t spend all day playing with your jade abacus like a retired old man.”
Jing Yuan looked down at the jade abacus in his hand—the screen showed a chess game, halfway through against someone.
“How can you call this playing?
This is called cultivating one’s character.”
“General!”
“Alright, alright, I know.” Jing Yuan put down the jade abacus.
“Why don’t you help me handle it, Master Diviner?
It’ll be good practice for your ability to be General.”
Fu Xuan looked at him expressionlessly.
“General, you’re trying to trick me into doing your work again.”
Jing Yuan laughed.
“You’ve made great progress, Master Diviner.
That way, I can rest assured handing the position of General to you in the future.”
Fu Xuan’s face flushed slightly.
“General!
You big meanie!”
…
The scene returns to the Balance Commission.
A young Foxian walked in, wearing the official uniform of the Balance Commission, holding a document in their hand.
Their ears were pointed, and their tail was swaying back and forth behind them.
“Lux?”
“That’s me.”
The Foxian pulled over a chair, sat down, and spread the document on the table.
“I’ve checked, there’s no record of your identity.
You can’t be found in the Xianzhou household registration system or the IPC’s information system.”
[Curiosity from Liu Qu, Emotion Points + 0.01]
The Foxian looked up at her.
“It’s highly likely a prank by the Lord of Enigmata, or perhaps one of its followers.”
“The Lord of Enigmata?”
“The Aeon of Elation.
You can’t be telling me you don’t even know that, right?”
Lux: “I really don’t know…”
The Foxian seemed to see Lux’s confusion and shook their head helplessly.
“You can go read some introductory books for children later to learn some common knowledge.”
“Then…
what do you plan to do?”
The Foxian pulled a form from the document and pushed it in front of her.
“Given that you are without support, have an unknown identity, and have no criminal record, the Balance Commission has decided to issue you a temporary residence permit.
You can stay on the Luofu for now, and we’ll see once your identity is verified.”
They paused and added, “Don’t run around, don’t cause trouble, and don’t give the Balance Commission any headaches.”
Lux took the form and glanced at it.
Name, age, gender, place of origin, address, occupation…
She didn’t know how to fill out most of it.
“Leave the ones you don’t have blank.”
Lux nodded, picked up the brush on the table, and started filling it out.
Name.
She hesitated for a moment.
Lux…
this name belonged to that world.
To the girl who stayed up late playing games at home and died suddenly in front of her computer.
She couldn’t go back to that world anymore, could she?
She looked down at the maid outfit she was wearing, and touched the ears on her head.
Lux.
She was a Lux now.
Lux took a deep breath and wrote two characters in the name field—Lux.
After finishing, she pushed the form back.
The Foxian glanced at it, their gaze pausing on the two characters “Lux,” and then looked at her again.
“Lux?”
“Yes, Lux.”