Although she had the urge to charge, Firefly did not act rashly.
She planned to deactivate her transformation first, find a safe corner to update her data, and make full preparations.
“Hoo…”
Firefly arrived in a half-collapsed room.
Seeing that it was empty, she walked in and deactivated her transformation.
The silver-white armor turned into flames and a cocoon of light, rapidly dissipating to reveal Firefly’s stunningly beautiful face inside.
The transformation device, resembling a green cicada, was held in her hand.
Firefly crouched in the corner, watching her HP reach 180 points under the effect of “Low-Level Tough Life”, and felt extremely reassured.
At the same time, after entering the Sam Armor, her Entropy Loss value was also dropping rapidly, now down to only 12 points.
Firefly checked her EXP; she had accumulated over 400 EXP, enough to level up a few professions.
[Ding!
Consumed 200 EXP, Martial Artist Novice Lv1 increased to Lv2, Strength +1, Agility +1, Stamina +2]
[Ding!
Consumed 200 EXP, Warrior Lv1 increased to Lv2, Strength +1, Agility +1, Stamina +1, Spirit +1]
Feeling the warm current surging through her body, her increasingly light physique, and her clearer thinking, Firefly felt incredibly comfortable and was even starting to get addicted to the taste of leveling up and adding stats.
Awesome!
Firefly took out her only weapon—the wooden sword gifted by Tatsumi—and looked at it.
Unfortunately, the Strength attribute provided by this wooden sword did not belong to her base stats, so after transforming into the Sam Armor, the 20x multiplier to all attributes would not include the wooden sword’s stats.
Otherwise, with an extra 10 points of Strength out of thin air, Firefly felt she could solo even a god.
Touching the transformation device, Firefly discovered it was in a cooldown state and could not be used for about ten minutes.
This discovery made Firefly’s heart skip a beat, and she felt a great sense of unease.
She was only at the low-level grunt tier; bullying ordinary people was one thing, but if she really ran into an extraordinary species, a hundred lives wouldn’t be enough to die.
That Sam Armor is screwing me over!
Firefly could only cower in the corner, trembling, praying that no one would discover her.
This world was truly too dangerous; it was so unfriendly to a weak woman like her.
However, as the saying goes, what you fear comes to pass; Murphy’s Law will find every person who doesn’t know life from death.
Hiding in the corner of the room, Firefly heard rapid footsteps coming from outside.
No way!
I have 45 points of Luck, at least!
Save me!
Although Firefly knew that for players, Luck only affected item drop rates and certain determinations, she couldn’t help but wail internally.
She wanted to denounce this hateful world!
Just then, those footsteps happened to stop right outside the room where Firefly was.
She heard heavy panting, but judging by the tone and volume, it seemed to be just a girl’s voice.
A girl?
There were quite a few in the prison, and Firefly would occasionally care about them.
Most of her three-day career as the prison queen had been spent helping these women in vulnerable positions.
Her original intention was to farm Tatsumi’s favorability, but unfortunately, that guy only dropped a wooden sword and a Basic Swordsmanship specialty in the end.
Firefly quietly poked her head out and saw that girl run into the room.
It was a little girl with looks on par with her own, about twelve years old, with beautiful, pitch-black short hair.
Her eyes were a bright red, as if soaked in blood, and she was currently wearing a complex and gorgeous black dress.
There was also a ghastly wound on her abdomen.
Having practiced swordsmanship, Firefly could tell that it should have been caused by some kind of sword weapon.
Someone who knows swordsmanship?
Could it be Tatsumi?
Impossible, right?
How could Tatsumi lay a hand on a child?
Even if it were a demon in the shape of a child, Tatsumi’s movements would be a bit gentler.
As the person who personally killed Tatsumi, Firefly was very clear about his character.
However, swordsmanship could be considered dime-a-dozen in this medieval setting.
The official promotion for “apocalypse” was “an otherworld of sword and magic”; not to mention Martial Artists, even Espers and mages knew a bit of self-defense swordsmanship.
“…Are you okay?” Firefly poked her head out from the ruins.
To be fair, this little girl was really too beautiful.
Although she wasn’t a lolicon, she quite liked this type.
Such a beautiful little girl shouldn’t be a bad person, right?
Could she be a rich young lady captured by the orcs?
A bunch of plotlines from her “study materials” flashed through Firefly’s mind.
The red-eyed girl with short black hair was startled by Firefly’s sudden appearance, but after hearing the caring words, her nimble red eyes rolled, and she immediately threw herself at Firefly, sobbing:
“Wuu, beautiful big sister, there are very scary bad people chasing me, I’m so scared…”
Firefly was an otaku in her past life and this was her first time in such intimate contact with a girl, so her body instantly stiffened.
It wasn’t until she heard the girl’s pitiful sobbing that she slowly reacted, stroked the girl’s head, and comforted her softly:
“Alright, alright, don’t cry.
Big sister will protect you.
Don’t look at me like this, I’m actually an Esper, okay?
No need to be afraid~”
The girl’s hair was indescribably soft and silky, sliding through Firefly’s fingers.
She emitted a pleasant floral fragrance, and holding her felt fragrant and soft, just like a pillow with a very good texture.
“This child is too cute~” Firefly found her hard to put down.
However, seeing that the girl’s abdomen was still bleeding, she hurriedly stripped clothes off a corpse in the room, made a simple bandage, and bandaged the girl.
“Thank you, big sister!
Big sister, you’re already an Esper at such a young age, that’s amazing!” The little girl with short black hair smiled with her eyes curved like crescent moons, and those adoring little eyes seemed to be sparkling with stars.
“It’s not that amazing.
I was just lucky, just lucky…” Firefly said modestly, but the corners of her mouth curling up to the sky clearly betrayed her.
The little girl praised her a few more times, then said: “Big sister, my name is Shiro.
I’m a child of a noble family in the Platinum Empire.
These hateful orcs killed my parents, brought me here, and even wanted to sell me to a fat, old, and dirty old orc as a concubine!
Big sister, can you take me away from here?”
“Don’t worry, Xiao Bai, big sister will definitely take you away from here.” Firefly patted her chest to guarantee, her ample bosom shaking violently with her movements, bouncy and soft.
Little Shiro blinked her eyes, staring closely at this magnificent scene, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
“…Speaking of which, Xiao Bai, your name is a bit strange, it sounds like the naming style from my hometown.” Firefly remembered this.
Shiro blinked her eyes and said: “Shiro doesn’t know.
This is the name my father gave me; maybe he really is from your hometown, big sister.”
“Is that so?” Firefly couldn’t help but feel a bit expectant inside.
If Shiro’s father really was a transmigrator, well, when fellow countrymen meet, if not teary-eyed, at least there would be someone to talk about the past with.
This gave her a bit more expectation for the future.
“But I have a system panel and can enter the player forum to chat with players to relieve boredom, so I don’t really need to meet a fellow countryman, right?
Forget it, even if there really is one, that feeling wouldn’t be bad.” She thought.