Chapter 147: Wealthy Woman

Could this leaderboard possibly be calculated based on the number of times players participate in the entertainment facilities?

Determining to figure out whether his guess was right or wrong, Xiyan decided to track down several individuals on the leaderboard and secretly investigate their game participation frequency along with their rank fluctuations.

Xiyan shared this idea with Qingyan. She did not refuse, choosing instead to accompany him in testing the hypothesis.

After that, the two did not participate in any further entertainment facilities. Since it had already grown dark by the time they finished visiting two facilities that day, they decided to wait until the next day to continue testing Xiyan's theory.

However, with night having fallen, they needed to find a place to rest.

Although both of them were survivors and didn't strictly require a comfortable bed and a warm room, they still needed a relatively safe spot to sleep.

The two strolled around the amusement park for a while and finally chose a spot behind a long bench. Behind this bench stood a small table.

Surrounding the table were four chairs, and beyond the chairs lay a large open space. There were no entertainment facilities nearby, only a few patches of low bushes.

"What do you think of this location? I can keep watch for you so you can sleep peacefully." Xiyan looked at Qingyan, hoping to get her opinion.

"It's fine, but I don't agree with you staying awake the whole night. We can take turns. You can take the first half of the night and I'll take the second, or vice versa," Qingyan replied.

Ever since he became aware of Qingyan's feelings, Xiyan dared not dwell on or waste too much time on such topics, because he currently had no idea what his own true feelings were.

Initially, he had simply wanted to use Qingyan, but now that the opportunity to use her was genuinely before him, he found himself unable to do it.

"Then I'll take the second half and you can take the first," Xiyan said.

Qingyan nodded, agreeing with his suggestion, and then produced a tent from her inventory.

Standing nearby, Xiyan involuntarily twitched the corner of his mouth, standing frozen in place, unsure of what to do. He had never expected that Qingyan's backpack would actually contain a tent!

While having such an item made staying outdoors much more convenient, ordinary people would hardly think to pack a tent in their storage.

Xiyan had recently discovered that his system inventory had a capacity limit. Rather than carrying a tent, most people would choose to fill their inventory with food, water, and essential first-aid supplies...

"What's wrong? What are you looking at? Come and help me?" Qingyan frowned with displeasure, not understanding why Xiyan had suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Ah... coming..." Xiyan immediately walked over to Qingyan's side and helped her pitch the tent.

After the tent was properly set up, night had completely fallen.

Qingyan and Xiyan stood outside the tent, carefully observing their surroundings. Then, Qingyan took out a card and held it in her hand.

Upon activation, a white, translucent protective shield suddenly materialized around their tent.

"Actually, we can just sleep together. If anyone tries to break in, this shield will first reflect part of the damage, and then we'll be immediately awakened," Qingyan said.

Xiyan failed to process any of the other words in Qingyan's sentence; he heard only the phrase "sleep together."

Those three words successfully caused his face to flush red. Seeing his face turn so red, Qingyan immediately asked with anxious concern, "What's wrong with you? Could you be sick? Let me find some medicine for you!"

With that, Qingyan opened her inventory, pulled out several bottles of medicine, and began carefully reading the labels to check the effects of each one. Before she could figure it out, however, Xiyan reached out and stopped her actions.

"I'm fine, don't worry," Xiyan smiled slightly.

At that moment, Qingyan was temporarily out of her element as a romance expert. Observing Xiyan's reaction, she grew even more puzzled, thinking to herself:

Could Xiyan be too embarrassed to keep using my things, which is why he refuses to be treated even when he's sick? That won't do at all. It seems I need to find a way to help him earn some points; perhaps that will make him feel a bit better.

Qingyan had no inkling that Xiyan's blushing was due to shyness; her mind was entirely occupied with figuring out how to help him earn points.

"Since you're fine, let's go get some rest," Qingyan said, and walked into the tent.

Xiyan stood outside the tent, feeling awkward whether he went in or stayed out. After careful deliberation, he finally stepped inside.

No matter what his feelings for Qingyan were, he could not trample upon the kindness she showed him.

Xiyan had always been a self-aware person. He knew that if he had been left alone in this survival zone, he probably would have been dead long ago.

Along the way, many trials and many people had refrained from attacking him purely out of consideration for Qingyan's reputation or her strength.

Once he lost Qingyan, even if he possessed the ability to protect himself, countless troubles would undoubtedly come knocking at his door.

Therefore, he decided to enter the tent, if only for the sake of continuing to utilize Qingyan.

Xiyan had originally thought the space inside the tent would be very cramped, and that sitting face-to-face with each other would be somewhat awkward. However, upon stepping inside, he discovered that the tent was truly cavernous on the inside.

From the outside, the tent appeared just large enough to accommodate two people without any excess space.

Yet when Xiyan walked in, he found that the interior space was easily comparable to a ninety-square-meter apartment.

Whether it was a living room, a kitchen, a bedroom, or a bathroom, everything one could possibly need was right there.

Xiyan stood dumbfounded at the entrance, staring blankly at the rooms as he thought:

Is this even a tent? This is clearly a mobile villa!

As expected, people with points could afford to be extravagant; having points meant you could live a luxurious life!

For the very first time, Xiyan yearned to be a wealthy person, suddenly finding himself somewhat envious of the lifestyle of the rich.

"Stop standing at the door, come on in. I brought you something to eat."

Qingyan was standing by the living room table, holding two plates and in the middle of setting them down.

One plate held desserts, while the other was filled with fruit.

If other people were to witness the lifestyle these two were enjoying at this moment, they would undoubtedly pound the ground in rage and frustration.

How many people in the survival zone were risking life and limb just to scrape by? How many could ever hope to enjoy such an extravagant existence?

With a very stiff posture, Xiyan walked over to the living room table, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

"This place is... quite big, huh..." Xiyan laughed awkwardly.

Qingyan raised an eyebrow, baffled as to why Xiyan was acting increasingly strange. He had clearly been a mature and steady person before, so why did he suddenly seem a bit... foolish?

"It's all right, only about ninety square meters or so. Since the space outside is limited, this was the only tent I could pull out," Qingyan replied.