Chapter 330: Mission: Torn Pants!

Chapter 330: Mission: Torn Pants!

The good news was that Annan didn’t say those words because she heard Ashe’s blasphemous remarks.

The bad news was that Annan was serious.

“The second Future Ranking has two key factors: Love and Family.”

Annan said concisely, “So, do you understand now?”

Although compared to the Blood Moon Kingdom, the air in the Gospel Kingdom was filled with the sweetness of love. Actually, there’s no need for hypotheticals—since the National Friendly Cities Ranking was first published, Vamora has consistently been the undisputed most loving city in the country. This honor is expected to bring each Vamora citizen an annual gain of 5 Gospel Points.

If the second ranking requires Love and Family, then they were indeed in the right place.

“No, I still don’t get it.”

Harvey walked to the window, holding a cigarette made from catnip. A wisp of grayish-white smoke rose slowly: “Why do we need to fall in love?”

“Because that’s the shortcut for you to gain Love and Family,” Annan replied. “For you guys, who have no past, as long as you put in a little effort to climb over the hill, the Gospel will mistakenly think you’re about to traverse mountains and rivers.”

“The same goes for Love and Family. It’s impossible for you to have your own family or find a deep, passionate love in just a few days. But as long as you show your longing for Love and Family, the Gospel Book will naturally acknowledge your sincerity.”

“Very logical deduction,” Ashe said. “But here’s the problem—falling in love is generally, probably, maybe, supposed to be an activity involving more than one person, right? Is the lady of the house finally going to grant us employee benefits, one girlfriend each?”

“That’s the part where you need to put in the effort,” Annan said, adjusting her earring. “I’ve already bought you tickets to the stage. What kind of performance you can put on depends on your abilities.”

“So, you’re saying we need to find someone willing to fall in love with us in this highly exclusive, materially indifferent, and pre-engaged community of Vamora?” Ashe was puzzled. “I think internal solutions among us might be more practical.”

“Is it the Family Rebirth Dream?” Igor suddenly asked.

Annan glanced at him. “Looks like you didn’t waste your day... Yes, I’m not asking you to find someone to fall in love with in reality, but to participate in love matching directly in the Family Rebirth Dream.”

“Love matching?” Ashe keenly noticed the terminology difference. “It sounds like a social gathering full of complex competitive games and hidden conflicts.”

“Though I don’t know why you think that way, I can assure you that love matching is much simpler than you imagine,” Annan replied. “Let me put it this way: with the same amount of interaction time, in reality, you might only get a stranger’s contact information, but in the Family Rebirth Dream, you might have already kissed or even been intimate.”

“As mentioned before, the Family Rebirth Dream is a place where every clansman needs to log in daily. They need to exhaust excessive positive emotions there to avoid permanently raising their threshold. To help clansmen quickly deplete positive emotions, the Family Rebirth Dream is almost unrestricted. You can do anything you want in there.”

Ashe was shocked. “A servant loyal to three families?”

Banjeet gave him an annoyed glance.

“The Dolan Family has greatly benefited me, and your father treated me like family. However, whether it’s ‘gratitude’ or ‘love,’ these are intangible feelings that exist only in the heart. Since hearts cannot directly touch, there are insurmountable barriers between people.”

Banjeet continued, “But the existence of the Family Rebirth Dream breaks those barriers, allowing everyone’s hearts to intertwine directly, letting everyone experience the inner world of strangers firsthand.”

“Things like love, listening, communicating, and playing are just its manifestations. The real terror lies in emotions becoming tangible entities. Everyone’s interactions are genuine; there’s no pretense. This is why the family is solid as a rock, and this is the frightening aspect of Familial Love.”

“Anyone who has experienced this cannot leave the family-just as you would struggle to accept a chaotic, dirty den after living in a clean, rule-abiding city.”

“Miss, you have never experienced the complete Family Rebirth Dream. All minors can only stay in their own dream and don’t have the ‘network’ function unlocked, and you left Senhaeser before you came of age.”

“If I had known about your plan earlier, I would have definitely tried to stop you. Vamora is the final form of the family, and ordinary people simply cannot escape this sweet prison.”

“Then how did you later defect from Senhaeser?” Igor suddenly asked.

“Because I needed to protect the Miss,” Banjeet said frankly. “My care for the Miss surpasses everything, including myself and the family. That’s how I could resist the contamination and assimilation of Familial Love.”

“Do any of you possess selfless love?” Banjeet asked.

“I once did.”

Everyone was stunned to hear this from the least likely person—the necromancer, Harvey. He silently lit a second catnip cigarette, trying to add physical strain to alleviate his stress.

“So, are you opposing me?” Annan’s tone was filled with unconcealed displeasure, but her gaze wasn’t on Banjeet. She was looking at her reflection in the wine glass—her true frustration seemed not to be with the opposition.

“No, Dolan’s will is my destiny,” Banjeet immediately responded.

“So,” Ashe steered the conversation back on track, “our next task is to enter the Family Rebirth Dream and be a promiscuous lover?”

“To be precise, it’s their task,” Annan said, quickly regaining her composure and returning to her strategic self, the Purple Moth. “You and Lise don’t need to participate.”