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I bowed my head, feeling the overwhelming magnitude, and after confirming once more that I was indeed a girl, I hesitated not a moment before pressing the ‘exit game’ button!
Although the new server has opened, and every second counts, where every moment of being first represents endless benefits, logically, I should cherish this opportunity to log in first and gain more game resources… but what do first-login resources matter to me? I’m just a pet, not a player!
Not to mention the intense shame that comes with having a female body…
I’m just a helpless pet!
My owner gives me a command to be cute, and I have to be cute. My owner tells me to go, and I have to go. My owner forces me to eat dog food, and I have to eat it. My owner wants to mount me, and I have to lift my tail obediently…
I can’t take this anymore! Damn it!
My hand was firm as I pressed the exit button.
[You have sent a summoning request to your owner, please wait for a response.]
Huh? I need permission to log off?
Wait… what is this summoning request about? Those ‘exit game’ words are in Chinese, right? My understanding of Chinese isn’t that bad, is it?
Before I could sort out my thoughts, everything went black, and a powerful tearing force pulled me from behind, sending me flying backward into a dark doorway.
If nothing goes wrong, this must be the summoning, right?
So, am I really just a summoned creature?
When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the lush green summoning space. Instead, I found myself facing a dilapidated, ancient-style house, streets, and a sea of players swarming the streets like locusts.
I was summoned into a dark, secluded corner, where a player girl stood before me.
Looking at the beautiful girl in tattered newbie rags, exposed in the same way I was, but within the game’s limits, I felt a mix of complex emotions.
She was a stunning girl, on par with my sister.
Newbie servers only cover the necessary areas, revealing her long, slender legs, smooth and fair, her long black hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a fierce charm, and her lively, expressive eyes seemed to speak volumes, filled with curiosity.
Though you can adjust appearances in the game, it’s only for body type and facial feature positions to achieve player equality, not for changing the size of features or bone structure.
So, the girl before me, with her large eyes and cherry lips, must be just as beautiful in reality.
She looked at me with a mix of delight and curiosity, and I pressed my lips together, unconsciously tilting my head as the system’s ‘mandatory feminine pet attitude’ took effect.
I was unaware of how girlish my unconscious action was; I just felt that this owner was very beautiful and adorable.
I didn’t know she felt the same way… so far, I hadn’t had a chance to see my own appearance. I only knew my figure and skin were flawless, but I couldn’t find a mirror to check my face.
Neither of us spoke. She looked at me with envy, and I looked at her with the same feeling.
She envied my looks, and I envied her status as a player.
She cautiously reached out a hand, as if to hug me, but pulled back as if shocked when her fingers brushed my hair, her face filled with happiness: ‘Is this my pet? The gift my brother said he would get for me?’
A gift from my brother?
No… it can’t be that lucky, can it?
I remember, before the server opened, I had hacked into the game’s server, making some changes to the data.
These changes were supposed to ensure that my sister, Yingning, would randomly receive a powerful, high-quality, growable pet upon logging in.
Could it be that something went wrong, and I ended up in the mix?
I scrutinized her appearance once more.
She has the same large eyes as Yingning.
She has the same small, delicate nose and mouth as Yingning.
She has the same oval face as Yingning.
She has the same white teeth as Yingning.
She has the same long, black hair as Yingning, falling over her bare shoulders, cascading over her smooth, sensual collarbone, looking even cleaner and more vibrant, with a fierce charm.
But because of the system, I couldn’t confirm if she was actually Yingning; beautiful people often share similar features.
If she really is Yingning, how could I let her see me in such a humiliating state? My brother’s image would shatter off its pedestal, wouldn’t it?
Realizing this possibility, I instantly abandoned the idea of revealing my identity and seeking help.
I hesitated, carefully considering what to say as a pet meeting its owner for the first time.
No matter who this person is, they are currently my owner.
First impressions are crucial; they subconsciously influence how one person views another and can never be erased. So, I must make a good first impression!
I need to be polite, as I am a pet now, no longer the exalted human, and I must not say anything that might anger my owner, or I’ll face a miserable fate.
I need to be respectful, as my owner deserves it. If I don’t show enough respect, they might think I need training and discipline.
But at the same time, I must assert my strength! Only then can I establish an equal footing in our future interactions!
My mind raced, and in that moment, I embodied the calm and quick-witted nature of a nine-tailed fox, along with the elegance and wisdom ingrained in my bones!
I opened my mouth, speaking with respect, yet maintaining my dignity; with politeness, yet not being submissive:
‘Owner, I have a ‘f*ck you’ that I’ve been dying to say.’
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