Chapter 5, the paths in the game are actually quite narrow

No, what I mean is..." Qin Zheng suddenly found herself at a loss for words. After a moment of thought, she asked, "Where is Huangshi Village located?"

Huangshi Village is certainly in Qingpu County, Qingpu County is in the Yanhuang Nation, and the Yanhuang Nation is..." Sister Luo said, but then she couldn't continue, staring blankly for a long time before saying, "I don't know where the Yanhuang Nation is either."

It is hard to express what feelings are currently stirring within her heart. Qin Zheng has been an assassin for so many years, having been scolded countless times, labeled as a demon, a witch, and a lowly servant. These words have been uttered by various people, but it is truly the first time she has heard someone call her a thief! Moreover, the person who insulted her looks exactly like her!

A burst of laughter erupted

"Get lost!" The girl was furious, "Haven't you brushed your teeth in three years? What a stinky mouth."

Ah? What? Qin Zheng came back to her senses

At that moment, Qin Zheng felt a gust of wind coming from behind her and quickly sidestepped to avoid it. Could it be that the person who spoke just now was targeting her? She cast a sidelong glance and saw that the one attempting to ambush her was a girl dressed in a cloth shirt. Just as she was about to question her rudeness, her gaze met the girl's face, and she suddenly felt as if struck by five thunderbolts, instinctively retreating several steps.

"I don't know about that. You can ask those outsiders in the village," said Sister Luo, curling her lips. "You are different from us."

Unable to understand what she is saying, Qin Zheng does not know how to respond

People began to gather around, but Qin Zheng did not like to meddle in others' affairs or watch the commotion, so she quickly walked away without looking back

How can one change? Qin Zheng is once again feeling the urge to sweat; she is not an immortal, how can she keep changing?

I said, if you go to Luoyuan Village in the future, could you please help me deliver a letter to my sister? Sister Luo sighed with emotion, saying, "It has been a long time since we last met, over ten years, I believe!"

Still running? Where can you run to? That voice sounded somewhat exasperated

Oh, I see, these characters have been simplified. Among the apprentices I have received, there are also those who cannot understand them. Sister Luo nodded and said, "You can convert these simplified characters into ones that you can understand"

"How do you want to conclude this?" Qin Zheng lowered her head and pondered. It seemed that everyone present understood what had happened, except for her. Thus, she could only respond with a question, hoping to clarify the entire situation through the dialogue.

I inquired, and the customer service checked my nutrition pod number, stating that it has been locked according to the *illustration* book. However, I am unable to log in each time, always receiving a prompt that the game character is currently in use. This girl must have been feeling quite frustrated for a long time, her tone filled with immense grievance

"You speak, how will this matter be resolved?" The girl suddenly realized that this was a virtual world, and her confidence in speaking began to wane. Earlier, when she saw Qin Zheng, she was filled with excitement and just wanted to go up and scold her fiercely. Now that she had finished scolding, she truly did not know what to do next. Should she beat her to vent her anger or force her to delete her account? It seemed that no matter what she did, it would have little effect on this account thief.

"Girl, can you hear me when I speak? Girl?" Luo Sao did not notice that Qin Zheng was lost in thought and continued to talk to herself. It was only when she saw that Qin Zheng did not respond that she began to push her.

Have you asked customer service? There are also others who are kindly inquiring

This is Huangshi Village

At this moment, someone in the crowd gathered around the two individuals curiously asked: "Is there still account hacking these days? Hasn't the phenomenon of account theft disappeared since the advent of holographic online games?"

"There is no ... ... " The girl was conflicted, "It is precisely because there is none that I find it strange how she could steal my account ... ... "

"Nonsense, the account was created in my style, how could it be different?" the girl exclaimed angrily: hetushu.com. "My account was just created not long ago, and I have no level and no equipment. Why steal from me of all people?"

The girl felt even more heartbroken by what the person said, she pouted and felt a bit like crying

Sister Luo did not notice Qin Zheng's unusual expression and continued to chatter on: "If one day you have learned all the dishes in this recipe and can no longer improve your culinary skills, you can go to Luoyuan Village to find my sister; her cooking skills are far superior to mine"

"Oh no, does that mean the nutrition pod is unusable now?" Someone exclaimed enviously, "Over a hundred thousand, beautiful, you are truly wealthy!"

Hmm? Sister Luo was taken aback, "You can't read?"

"Thief!" the girl shouted, pointing at Qin Zheng's nose.

Wandering aimlessly, Qin Zheng only remembered that she had forgotten to ask Sister Luo for the money to purchase ingredients when she felt hungry. She now had only 1 tael of silver and 29 copper coins left on her. This amount was insufficient to stay a night at an inn, nor was it enough for a meal. Should she go back to ask for it? Forget it! Qin Zheng bought two meat buns at a small tavern to satisfy her hunger, and when she came out, there were still 9 copper coins clinking in her pocket.

Indeed. Someone echoed: "In current online games, once a character is created, it is locked to the helmet or nutrient pod used during account registration. Beautiful lady, could it be that you are so unfortunate as to have been robbed in real life?"

"I can recognize a few characters," said Qin Zheng. "However, I mostly cannot understand them; the characters here are quite strange."

Uncertain about whom Sister Luo referred to as "you" and "us," and unclear about the meaning of her mention of differences, Qin Zheng cautiously posed a question she had long wanted to ask: "Sister Luo, may I inquire about what this place is?"

Is it really worth 5 taels of silver for such a shabby little book? Qin Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, casually flipped through the pages, and said with a grimace, "I can't understand it."

As Qin Zheng stepped out of Sister Luo's house, the moon had already begun to ascend the sky. Every household had lit their lamps, and the aroma of stir-fried dishes wafted through the wind, desperately making its way into Qin Zheng's nose. One could also faintly hear the sounds of laughter emanating from those houses. Was this the taste of home that he had never experienced before? On this warm spring night, in an unfamiliar village, surrounded by the intermittent chirping of insects, Qin Zheng suddenly felt a bit lonely

Identity theft? What does it mean? Why is this woman not at all surprised that someone looks just like her? She appears to recognize herself. Qin Zheng gradually comes to her senses from the shock, not paying attention to her question, and asks, "How come you look just like me?"

"Beautiful girl." Someone jeered: "I think you should log off and ask your parents if they had a sister for you without your knowledge."

"Thief!" A furious voice suddenly rang out behind Qin Zheng, "I finally caught you! The message could be sent out, I knew my account must have been hacked!"

"Why are you just standing there?" the girl said with an expression of indignation, "What are you doing stealing my account?"

Qin Zheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry; this Sister Luo was truly amusing. However, at least she gleaned a useful piece of information from her response—this is not the Great Song Dynasty. Although the subjects of the Great Song Dynasty are also referred to as descendants of Yan and Huang, she had never heard of a country called Yan Huang. She wondered whether this country existed in the heavens, on the earth, or in the sea. Even worse, she did not know whether she was alive, dead, a ghost, a human, or perhaps an immortal.

"Alright, no problem," Qin Zheng responded. When she saw Sister Luo open the drawer again and pull out a letter from a stack to hand to her, the sweat on her forehead began to bead up once more

Originally, the protagonist Qin Zheng was left aside by everyone. She listened carefully for a long time and realized that she understood each word they said, but when combined, she did not understand a single sentence.