Chapter 138: Dreamweaving Star

The warm‑yellow walls bathe the whole room as if it were inside a flower's pistil, a faint sweet scent drifting in the air; the white gauze curtains sway gently with the breeze, and the embroidered patterns bloom like real flowers under the sunlight.

The floor is spotless, and the wind chimes tinkle.

Ye Xi'an hurried to her attic, clacking up the stairs, and when she saw it she was almost blissfully swooning.

The attic is a bit lower than the floor below, but the sunlight is still plentiful.

The walls are covered with off‑white wallpaper, a creamy yellow with vintage floral motifs; the pattern is delicate and subtle, invisible unless you look closely or stand near.

In the sunlight, the whole room glows with a soft sheen, giving the attic a warm and tranquil atmosphere.

The floor is laid with light‑yellow solid wood planks, their grain clearly visible; Ye Xi'an also bought an oversized fluffy white rug and placed it in the center of the attic, where she will put the bed—so she can step onto the rug without shoes, and sit there when tired, which will be very comfortable.

The attic's windows are semi‑circular, with white wooden frames intricately carved with delicate patterns.

Hanging there is a sheer white veil, its lower edge trimmed with lace; the veil flutters gently in the breeze, embroidered with faint silver threads forming tiny star motifs that, when sunlight streams through, sparkle faintly like countless stars falling to earth.

Although many pieces of furniture have been placed, the attic still feels a bit empty, but that's fine; she'll gradually fill it up later.

Ye Xi'an brought the bed out and set it up, then went downstairs to place Ji Jiangci's and the others' beds where they wanted.

After everything was tidied, Ye Xi'an's family sat in the living room as if in a daze, a three‑meter‑long sofa packed with people.

Only Lin Zhi Jing sat on the other side, continuously rubbing his marriage certificate, occasionally brushing the cover as if it were dusty.

Bao Jing sat to Ye Xi'an's left, eyeing the red booklet in Lin Zhi Jing's hand with a hint of envy.

The Zhu Shen Xing's auto‑matched partners lack a marriage certificate, but they can obtain one at the marriage registration center.

"An'an, should we also take some time to get a marriage certificate? It looks so bright red and festive."

Hearing Bao Jing's suggestion, Lin Zhi Jing paused his wiping, then scoffed disdainfully, as if everything must be compared.

Ye Xi'an felt a headache upon learning Bao Jing also wants a certificate; if he had mentioned it at the registration center she might have done it, but now she doesn't want to make another special trip.

"We're already married, why waste the effort?"

"What do you mean 'why waste'?" Bao Jing's eyes held a hint of melancholy as he crossed his arms, leaned on the sofa, and sulked alone.

After a leisurely five days at home, Ye Xi'an realized she could no longer wallow; she must earn money and become a rich lady!

Even if she can't be as wealthy as Qiu Yi, being a modest rich lady will satisfy her.

Then she'll rent a modest manor for a hundred‑plus years in one go, which is no different from buying.

And she'll live alone in a building, letting no one disturb her homebound life.

"Pack up, pack up!"

Hearing Ye Xi'an, the group who were cleaning, gaming, and scrolling videos immediately set aside their tasks, realizing she was about to go claim a mission, and hurriedly gathered their belongings.

Just looking at the mountain of pots and pans, Ye Xi'an's mind went blank: "Ji Jiangci, why are you bringing all this?"

"Cooking, of course; even when we're out we need to eat."

Ye Xi'an twitched her mouth; "If it's for meals, isn't one pot and a few bowls enough? Yet he brought four pots and several sets of bowls—her kitchen was nearly emptied by Ji Jiangci."

"Alright, just grab whatever and go."

Ye Xi'an and the others went to the Mission Hall and specifically searched for missions on the planet Zhimeng Xing.

However, while searching, Ye Xi'an noticed that Sai Fulola's difficulty rating had risen to three stars, with an added note: "Their skin is impervious; only the interior can be breached."

Ye Xi'an was startled—was this based on her defeat of Mutant Vines?

Because she entered the vines' interior and killed them, the note mentions that the interior can be breached.

In fact, that's not true; even the vines' internal skin is indestructible—only the glowing spot is its true weak point.

"That's been changed," Lin Zhi Jing said, eyes lowered at the screen, "Probably Qiu Yi reported it to the Federation."

Ye Xi'an nodded; aside from Qiu Yi, there was no other possibility.

Ye Xi'an searched "Zhimeng Xing" on the console.

Several missions popped up below.

But Ye Xi'an didn't rush to claim them; she first checked the planet's information.

World: Zhimeng Xing.

Mission details: Harvest 50 Dream‑illusion fruits.

Difficulty rating: three stars.

Distance: 1,200 light‑years.

Contribution Points: —

Space cost: —

Location code: 10th floor, room 101.

Turn‑in ratio: 0.

Mission expansion: none.

Planet description: Zhimeng Xing is a world awash with fantastical hues, beautiful yet perilous; all its creatures may trap you in false dreams—one thought of heaven, the next of hell—so beware of becoming addicted, lest you become their nourishment.

Recommended weapons: none at present.

"Let's take this one; we'll claim a few more missions together and earn extra Contribution Points," Ye Xi'an said, taking the mission and also grabbing several other Zhimeng Xing missions.

When Ye Xi'an clicked, she noticed Bao Jing laughing beside her, giggling loudly; she tried hard to ignore it, but his laughter grew louder.

Even though he's handsome, constantly laughing at others isn't very proper.

She felt he was mocking her.

"What's with the silly grin?" Ye Xi'an clenched her teeth, thinking

Bao Jing saw Ye Xi'an getting angry, instantly stopped laughing, though the curve of his eyes still showed how amused he found the situation.

"It's fine, I just thought of the first time we came to the Mission Center together."

Ye Xi'an was startled; in her memory, the first person who came to the Mission Center with Bao Jing was the Original Owner.

The Original Owner deceived Bao Jing and the others, saying they wanted to claim a mission; each of them beamed, even Ye Ling, who Ye Xi'an recalled had never smiled, stretched his lips in a grin.

How did Bao Jing suddenly think of this?