Alice in the Land of Steam

Chapter 404: Is this the margin for a genius player?

Just as Linge guessed, after leaving his room, Metien turned around and walked towards Alice's room. He stopped outside the door, hesitated for a moment, and did not knock.

Because she could hear faint shouting coming from inside: "Move, watch me move! Hey, I can't hit you, hehehe! Cut it once, cut it again, I can still take another cut here. Damn, you parry so quickly, did you read my instructions? How despicable! Then I have to switch to the Bible, first put on the Fire Mark, then the Thunder Mark, and then detonate - the damage is explosive, the mage is really the boss!"

Well, she is playing games and is very into it.

Sister Alice, in this state, probably wouldn't notice the knock on the door.

But it doesn't matter. After waiting quietly at the door for a while, Metien heard a wailing voice from inside the room: "Why did you read my instructions again! Is it reasonable that your Huangwu Tyrant Sword directly blocked my rolling back swing!?"

Accompanied by a cold declaration: Game Over.

Then Metien knew that Sister Alice had died again, and now she could knock on the door and she would hear it.

The knocks on the door drove away the regret of the talented player who died because of greed. She slowly climbed down from the bed, walked barefoot to open the door, and asked casually: "Who is it? If it's Shaymi, bleat. If it's Xiao Yang, say something."

Metien: "…It's me, Sister Alice."

In sharp contrast, the place where she played games, the soft big bed that could sleep two people, the white bedding had become wrinkled, and the quilt was piled together like a piece of jelly. There was even a pillow hanging from the edge of the bed, swaying, making people worry that it would suddenly fall off.

Why don't you reflect on why they don't want to play games with you? It's because you like to make sarcastic remarks.

This is certainly not because she is good at tidying up the room. In fact, the room was already well maintained by the hotel staff, and Sister Alice is a lazy dog... Well, Sister Alice has a more casual personality, so after moving in, she didn't move the furniture and furnishings in the room much, which is why it remains so tidy.

Medien complained in her mind but didn't say it out loud. She followed Alice into her room. Surprisingly, it was very clean and tidy, with the furniture and sundries neatly arranged. It was hard to imagine that this was Alice's sister's room.

"Oh? Then what are you doing here?"

Look, she really has forgotten what happened before, so it doesn’t matter if Lingge doesn’t let her apologize... Medien thought so, but in order not to disappoint her brother, she still truthfully repeated the previous conversation with Lingge, and naturally mentioned the reason why Lingge asked her to apologize.

Anyway, the game will be over soon and then it will be my turn.

“Come on, come on!” Alice patted the game console on the bedside table: “Since you are so enthusiastic, I will let you play first!”

Hearing that it was Metien's voice, Alice quickly quickened her pace, ran over to open the door, then poked her golden-haired head out and asked excitedly: "Why are you here, Metien? You came to see me so late, are you here to play games with me? Come in, come in, Olvera and Yieta are unwilling to play games with me recently, and I'm bored!"

"That's what happened." Alice understood the whole story and pinched her chin, thinking: "Now that you mention it, I'm a little angry."

"Come and apologize for Lingge."

Alice was surprised and puzzled: "Lingge? Apologize? Why?"

Alice's evil intentions were so obvious that Metien was speechless for a moment: "I'm not here to play games with you, Sister Alice."

"What?"

If I don't say it, won't you be angry?

Metien opened his eyes wide, and Alice laughed dryly: "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously. In fact, I'm not angry with Lingge at all, I just have some... disagreements with him, there's no need to apologize so solemnly, what is the relationship between us!"

She said this as if there was some special relationship between them. Metien nodded, not quite understanding. This statement was consistent with what Lingge said. She asked, "Is Sister Alice angry because she doesn't want to accept Lingge's opinion?"

"I'm not that stingy!" Alice denied it outright at first, then thought for a moment before explaining, "How should I put it? There are complicated reasons. You should know that I played a lot of games in the world over there - that is, Earth. Some of these games were originally excellent, or at least could be better than they are now, but because of the interference of outsiders, they became mediocre or even shitty games. After seeing so many things like this, I often think, how great it would be if I were the boss or designer of a game company, and I would resolutely refuse to accept other people's blind instructions, so that I could create excellent works. Ling'er's words reminded me of my mood at that time, so I got a little emotional. In this way, I am actually also wrong."

She scratched her hair, feeling a little embarrassed.

"That's not the case. You and Lingge just have a difference of opinion!" Metien hurriedly comforted her and used the new knowledge he had just learned: "Sister Alice, I can completely understand the feeling you are talking about, because people don't have to accept things that make them unhappy, just like the "Religious Decree"; but Lingge is also considering everyone. After all, Sister Alice's game cartridges are very important to us. Without them, we would not have come this far! Lingge just wants them to play a bigger, better and more appropriate role!"

She chattered for a long time, her little face flushed with excitement, and Alice couldn't help wanting to bully her. Of course, she didn't dare to go too far, she just stretched out her hand and pinched the little girl's chubby cheek with a smile, and said when she made an indistinct humming sound, "I know, I know, so I also considered Lingge's opinion and tried to find a way to have the best of both worlds, which can satisfy my desire to create without turning into a shit game; and it can come in handy at the critical moment, like before."

Metien finally broke free from her clutches and complained, "If only it were that easy, Sister Alice. No one could have predicted the sudden situation like the one in Nimsher City before."

Therefore, it is very likely that due to the situation, you will be forced to make games that you don’t want to make or even shitty games.

"It doesn't matter!" Alice was full of confidence: "I can only rely on my intelligence to get through here. Besides--"

She took out a blank cassette from the cassette box next to her, which had not yet been edited, and held it in her hand. She smiled confidently at Metien, her white teeth gleaming in the light: "There is no level in this world that cannot be passed, just like the Lord God will not issue a mission that will lead to death. No matter what kind of difficulty it is, as long as I, Alice, take action, there is no reason why I cannot pass it!"

This is the margin of talent.

Metien hesitated: "But——"

But the real world is not a game.

She wanted to say that, but Alice didn't give her a chance and pulled her over. "Oh, don't say buts. Let's stop talking about such profound topics. Come and play games with me! What game do you want to play? "First Fantasy: Four Warriors" or "Dark Castle: Dawn Waltz"? If you like playing shitty games, since you are cute enough, I can grit my teeth and play this "Sky Track: Type-0 Behemoth" with you."

She kept chattering, causing Metien to forget what she was going to say for a moment, and she showed a horrified expression: "No, Sister Alice! I'm going back to sleep!"

"Hehehe, you've entered my room and you still want to leave? Either play games with me, or stay here and sleep with me! Look, my bed is quite big..."

“Ugh!?”

……

"Metien?"

Lingge, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that it was quiet outside, as if the scream he had just heard was just an illusion. At this point, Metien should have fallen asleep long ago, right? He thought about it and closed his eyes again.

anyway.

Ever since she checked into the Fairy Sleep Inn and had her own room, Olvera no longer heard the smooth and beautiful sound of copying and the occasional mumbling complaints in the young man's room.

to be frank.

I'm actually a little uncomfortable with it.

　Give me some meow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)