Warning: Viewing this simulation will trigger a hidden mission.
This task is somewhat dangerous, so please choose carefully.
Yo!
Ronan narrowed his eyes and shined.
Points are extremely scarce nowadays, and what we are waiting for is the hidden mission in this simulated environment.
He summoned the system, loaded the file and returned to Storm Valley.
At this time, Monte's army had just been stationed, and Verga's troops had not yet arrived.
After returning from loading, both Tamamoae and Ayuya were notified that the strategy was successful.
After Ronan left, did anything happen during the strategy game
There was no need for Tamamo to ask, and Ayuya wouldn't even ask.
Ronan took the two girls out of the valley and went deeper into Monte.
After walking for about half an hour, we came to an empty flat land.
The sun is scorching hot and wild flowers are growing everywhere.
With his back against a big tree that could only be saved by two people's arms, Ronan summoned the system.
He added his own attribute points to his agility, and now he has 12 points.
"Open the treasure chest."
The exclusive treasure chest has been opened.
Obtained: Snow White's High Heels
Introduction: The texture is light and does not irritate your feet when worn.
There seems to be nothing of value in Snow White.
It was completely within his expectation to issue such rubbish.
"break down."
Disassemble items: gain 10 mall points
Current mall points: 3820 points
After adding points and opening the treasure chest, Ronan saved the file and lay down.
"Protect me."
"Um."
Seeing Tamamo Mae and Ayuya nodding in agreement, Ronan closed his eyes.
"Enter the simulated realm."
…
With a familiar feeling of dizziness, Ronan fainted.
After he selected the third perspective, he floated in mid-air.
A beautiful woman was lying on a feather bed, looking at her infant child, smiling happily:
"Lauren, look, what a cute child. I really hope she will grow up to be gentle, kind, beautiful and generous. Why not... just call her Maria?"
The handsome man beside her smiled and kissed her on the forehead, full of doting: "Okay, you have the final say."
This, is the birth of Snow White, Maria Sophia Von.
…
The scene changes.
In front of me is a little girl wearing a white princess gauze dress. She looks like Snow White, who is seven or eight years old.
The surrounding pine trees are still green, and the exposed branches of the broadleaf trees stretch toward the sky like withered claws.
The breeze blew, picking up the swirling yellow-brown dead leaves and falling into the footprints in the mud.
Others were trampled in the mud by restless horse hooves.
Current time, around fall.
Towering iron fences, low tombstones, and various flower baskets form a circle.
The scene is in a cemetery.
A group of men and women dressed in black and black veils had sad expressions on their faces.
They laid flowers on the grave, saluted one by one, and then left.
The coffin in the center of the flowers is open.
Inside lay a well-dressed woman with a peaceful expression.
It is the noble lady seen earlier, the mother of Snow White and the first wife of Prince Laurent.
The people paying homage remained silent and moved gently, for fear of disturbing the soul of the deceased.
A drizzle fell from the sky, making the cemetery look even more deserted.
After the crowd presented flowers, they left one by one.
Gradually, only Snow White was left.
She stood in front of her mother's coffin, feeling depressed.
Losing his mother at the age of seven or eight is a huge blow to a child.
A little girl wearing a red hood walked to the coffin and stopped.
She glanced at the freshly picked flowers in her hand, then at Maria, and sprinkled them all into the coffin.
The rain is still falling.
Someone came to close the coffin board and buried the beautiful face in the soil.
The whole time, Snow White stood there with a sad expression.
The little girl in the red hood patted her shoulder in relief, but unexpectedly it seemed like she had touched a valve.
Snow White leaned on her shoulder, crying in pain, extremely miserable.
In the days that followed, the little girl in the red hood was always by my side.
Gradually, Snow White emerged from the shadow of her mother's death.
That cold face gradually revealed a smile.
…
One day, the little girl in the red hood came to the back garden of the palace.
She looks about twelve or thirteen, or fourteen
Anyway, he is much older than the one seen in the cemetery.
During this period, she and Snow White spent a long time together and developed a deep friendship with each other.
"Maria, I'm really sorry." She lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong: "I think... I should leave."
"What's wrong?" Maria looked surprised at this unreasonable farewell.
She held up a corner of her princess dress and came to the garden with a worried look on her face:
"What happened, Rhett? If there's any trouble, you can tell me."
"No, Maria."
The little girl called Rhett sighed, and her smile was a little forced: "My grandma is dead."
Snow White smacked her lips, as if she was preparing words of comfort.
But when the words came to his lips, he didn't say them out.
"Maria, I'm leaving today. I'm here to say goodbye to you."
"You...can't you leave? If you don't have a place to live, there are many rooms in the palace."
"That's not the point, Maria." Rhett began to retreat: "I'm very grateful to God for letting me know you, and I miss our time together. However, reality is sometimes so helpless."
This last sentence is completely unlike what a child of this age would say.
Snow White froze on the spot, a little at a loss for a moment.
The two hugged each other, and seeing Rhett walking further and further away, she finally shouted: "Where are you going?"
"My relative's house."
"Then where do your relatives live? Will we meet again? Will you come back?"
Faced with a barrage of questions, Rhett didn't answer.
She just smiled back and turned to leave.
…
The scene turned again, and Snow White was sitting alone in the corner of the room, hugging her knees.
Perhaps because of Monte's rise in national power, her current room is several times larger than before.
The area is larger, but also more open.
Like an empty heart that can never be filled.
There were dolls and other toys everywhere on the floor, piled up randomly, as if she was playing alone.
It seems like I have no friends.
Boom boom.
A maid knocked on the door: "Your Royal Highness, the king invites you."
"oh."
Maria responded simply, like a puppet on strings, dressing up under the service of the maid.
After getting dressed, she followed the maid to somewhere in the palace.
Green gardens and long corridors.
The sun shone on Maria's body, making her skin whiter than snow.
King Laurent, who was a little hairless and fat, was sitting in a pavilion in the garden.
Monte's successive rise in annexing small countries gave him the majesty of a superior in every move he made.
"Father."
Seeing his daughter coming, he stood up and waved: "Come on, Maria, let me introduce you."
Snow White walked into the gazebo and saw Helen Theresa on the other side.
"From today on, she is your stepmother... Queen Margaret."
Lauren and Helen looked at each other, and the latter nodded, acquiescing to the pseudonym.
"What are you still doing? Call me mother."
Seeing that Lauren was a little angry, Helen quickly smoothed things over and said with a smile: "It's okay, just take your time."
The corners of Maria's mouth twitched slightly and she lowered her head.
No matter how beautiful the woman in front of her was, she couldn't compare with her biological mother.
Just like Rhett said, reality is so helpless sometimes.
"Yes, mother."