Chapter 394: Chapter 330 Task: Rotten Crotch!

“The good news is that Hanna did not make that statement just because she heard Ash’s blasphemous remarks.”

“The bad news is that Hanna was serious.”

“The second future ranking list has two key factors: love and family.”

Hanna was concise, “So you all understand, right?”

Although compared to the Kingdom of Blood Moon, the air in the Kingdom of Gospel was filled with the sweetness of love, from the day the “National Ranking of Friendly Cities” was announced, Vatican Mura had always championed the title as the nation’s most loving city without a doubt. This honor was expected to yield every citizen of Vatican Mura an annual benefit of five Gospel Points.

If the second list needed love and family, they had indeed come to the right place.

“No, I still don’t understand.”

Harvey walked to the window, holding a stick of cat grass smoke, a wisp of puzzled gray-white matter rose slowly, “Why do we need to talk about romance?”

“Because that is the shortcut for you to obtain love and family,” Hanna explained. “For you insects without a past, all you need to do is put in a little effort to cross the mound, and Gospel will mistake you for embarking on a challenging journey.”

“Love and family are the same. It’s impossible for you to have your own family in just a few days, nor is it possible to find a love that deeply engraves on your heart, but as long as you show your longing for love and family, Gospel Book will definitely recognize your intentions.”

“A very reasonable deduction,” Ash commented. “But here comes the problem, the matter of falling in love probably, seemingly, maybe, should be an activity involving more than two people, right? Is the young mistress finally providing employee benefits, a girlfriend for each person?”

“That’s where you need to put in effort,” Hanna twirled her earring. “I’ve already bought your entry tickets to the stage, what kind of show you put on is up to your abilities.”

“You mean, you want us to find someone willing to be in a relationship with us in this highly exclusive, low-material-desire Vatican Mura, where everyone has already arranged fiances or fiancees?” Ash sank into confusion, “I think dealing with this internally might be more practical.”

“Is it the Family Rebirth Dream?” Igula suddenly interjected.

Hanna glanced at him, “It seems you didn’t waste your day… Yes, I’m not asking you to find someone to date in reality but to directly participate in romantic matching in the Family Rebirth Dream.”

“Romantic matching?” Ash sharply caught the difference in terms. “Sounds like a frightening social activity filled with complex competitive games and countless confrontations, like blind dating events.”

“Although I don’t know why you have such an understanding, I can assure you, romantic matching is much simpler than you imagine,” Hanna explained. “Let’s put it this way, with the same amount of contact time, in reality, you might be able to get a contact from a lady, but in the Family Rebirth Dream, you might have already kissed or even more.”

“I’ve said before, Family Rebirth Dream is a place every clan member needs to log into daily, they need to spend an excessive amount of positive emotion there to prevent the threshold from permanently rising. To make clan members spend their positive emotions as quickly as possible, Family Rebirth Dream is almost unrestricted, and you can do whatever you wish inside.”

“If someone likes masochism, they can find plenty of torturers inside; if someone likes to sing, they will encounter countless listeners; if someone wishes to kill, they can always engage in survival games… Do you know how many people are in the Senheiser clan? A whopping seven-figure number, in such a vast base, the madness you can think of does not even amount to one-tenth of what’s inside the family dream.”

“In Family Rebirth Dream, something common like romance is as simple as teaming up with a stranger in a virtual game. No need for a prelude, you can dive into the most intense interactions as soon as you meet.”

Hanna’s fingers stirred back and forth, turning an ordinary action into a lewd and dripping gesture, “I’m not proposing a challenging task; on the contrary, this task is much simpler than finding this place.”

“In the dream, you can freely set your appearance–regardless of race, gender, age, none of these are a threshold that can stop you. Similarly, the other people you meet are all works of art carefully crafted after much effort, certainly including your preferred types. With the anonymity feature in the dream, you can imagine how wild it can get.”

Anonymous identity, appearance morphing, free scenes.

Except for Igula, who was somewhat informed, the others were all stunned and speechless.

Although they tried their best, they still couldn’t fathom how chaotic the Family Rebirth Dream was.

Ash and Liss shivered as they held each other while listening.

Banjee moved next to Harvey and lit a second stick of gray-white substance, adding, “The Senheiser clan hardly cares about the real world, not only because the Beauty Mist keeps them perpetually joyful on a physiological level, but also because the Family Rebirth Dream satisfies all their unmentionable desires. For them, the Family Rebirth Dream is the reality, and reality is just a trivial dream.”

“The people living in this city,” the housekeeper boy overlooked the city outside, “are almost all pathetic creatures stamped with the ‘family’ seal.”

“Housekeeper, it seems you’re implying more than you’re saying,” Igula stated, “Feel free to speak your mind since, besides myself, you have to take care of other colleagues who are not quite as sharp.”

“Yes, yes,” Ash looked sympathetically at Harvey, who returned the sentiment.

“I’m afraid you’ll get completely caught up and become one of Senheiser’s affiliates,” Banjee was very straightforward, “To be honest, I only learned the full details of the mistress’s plan today, and I oppose it. The family’s Rebirth Dream has a strong assimilative power, for those of you who haven’t experienced love, it’s like primitive tribes facing a modern army, a small workshop up against a factory assembly line–it’s a temptation you can scarcely resist.”

“Thank you very much for the warning, Mr. Banjee, but your tone seems quite emotional; do you perhaps have some personal experiences you’d like to share with us?” Igula pressed on without hesitation, as if prying open a can of secrets.

Hanna also looked puzzled at Banjee.

Banjee was silent for a moment: “Mistress, I’ve been taking care of you in Senheiser since you were little, but that actually wasn’t the master’s command.”

“That…?”

“It was Mrs. Qinna’s request,” Banjee said. “Back then, my name was Banjee Senheiser. After the lady and master split up, I followed the lady and rebelled against the Doran family.”

Ash was shocked, “A servant of three families?”

Banjee gave him a deadpan look.

“The Doran family has shown me great kindness, and the master treated me like family. But whether it’s ‘grace’ or ‘love,’ they are both ethereal feelings that exist only within the heart and cannot be touched or seen directly. Since hearts cannot directly touch each other, there is always an insurmountable barrier between people.”

Banjee continued, “However, the existence of the family’s Rebirth Dream breaks down these barriers, allowing everyone’s hearts to intertwine directly, enabling everyone to experience the inner worlds of strangers.”

“The so-called love, listening, communication, and fun are just its forms of expression. What’s truly terrifying is that emotions become tangible entities; everyone’s interactions are sincere without deceit–that is why the family’s bond is solid as rock, that is the terrifying nature of the family’s love.”

“Once one has experienced this, they can’t detach from the family–just like if you were living in a clean city where everyone follows the rules, it’s hard to accept a chaotic, filthy Demon Cave.”

“Mistress, you’ve never fully experienced the complete family Rebirth Dream, as all minors can only stay within their own dreams without unlocking the ‘online’ function, and you left Senheiser before reaching adulthood.”

“If I had known your plan sooner, I would have definitely dissuaded you. Vatican Mura is the ultimate form of family; ordinary people simply cannot escape this sweet cage.”

“How did you end up rebelling against Senheiser?” Igula suddenly asked.

“I had to protect the mistress,” Banjee candidly replied, “My care for the mistress overrides everything, including myself and the family, allowing me to resist the corruption and assimilation of the family’s love.”

“Not to belittle your feelings, but do you also possess love that seeks nothing in return?”

“Once I did.”

Everyone looked in astonishment at the last person they expected to utter those words, yet Harvey simply lit up a second cat grass smoke, trying to alleviate the stress by burdening his body.

“So, are you opposing me?”

Hanna’s tone was filled with undisguised displeasure, yet her gaze did not fall on Banjee, but on her own reflection in the tall glass–her real anger seemed not to stem from the opposition.

“No, the will of Doran is my fate,” Banjee immediately replied.

“So,” Ash steered the conversation back, “our next task is to enter the family Rebirth Dream and just become someone who constantly falls in love?”

“Correctly speaking, it’s their task.”

Hanna quickly regained her composure, reverting to the strategic Purple Moth, “You and Liss don’t need to participate.”