Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 45 – Hey, you're actually awake, aren't you?

Having settled everything, Xia Ya let out a long breath.
He hadn't expected to secure this vehicle ahead of time.
In the past, Xia Ya had only managed to buy this car in the mid to late stages of the game. After all, Maka would rather die than let the base car become ownerless, unwilling to give up even a bit of profit. So Xia Ya had to earn money step by step and then slap him in the face with gold coins.
What can you do once you have a car?
Unlock more gameplay, of course!
Fast cars and beautiful women, that's Xia Ya's ultimate dream... one of them, at least!
First, rename the base car to "Xia Ya Space," then lure all the NPCs he had completed strategies with onto the car and start the wandering harem plan!
The base car can hold more than thirty people even in its vehicle form, which is more than enough!
If he could make a trip to the Mechanical Ancient City Tin Soldier Siege, find some demigod parts, and have master craftsman Krikto hammer them a few times, wouldn't it be wonderful to turn this broken car into a floating city?
Just thinking about it made Xia Ya's blood boil, his chest puffed out with pride!
How amazing!
He had never thought of it before!
After all, time was too tight, the plot too short, and everything had to be simplified.
But now, he had plenty of time!
Without the triple experience, time was abundant.
While he was planning to explore the monster pit in Elvenheim three months later, the first batch of pioneers hadn't even left the village.
When they reached Astan City and were toyed with by cunning NPCs, cursing in frustration, he was already driving north.
The average level of the United Holy Nation's Holy Legion was 60, and until players reached that level, they would always be side characters. The days when they truly led the world's progress were far, far, far, far away.
The future was distant, shrouded in a hazy light.
But Xia Ya's path was clear, and he could see it vividly.
"So how should we clean up this mess? The people at the town hall aren't disposable, and there are priests involved..."
Yveline interjected at the right moment.
One was dreaming of fast cars and beautiful women, the other fantasizing about obtaining the Midas Hand, like two simpletons drooling over daydreams.
"This kind of thing..." Maka stood up, "My usual way of handling it is to tell a lie, make up a story. After all, they'll be confused for a while after being hit with the paralysis potion. But I've never lied in front of priests. However... if there's someone here who's better at manipulating people's hearts and crafting irresistible lies, I don't think it's a big problem."
"I think so too..." Yveline turned slowly, "I think someone was born for this job; no one could be more suitable."
Both of their gazes turned towards him.
Xia Ya shyly touched his face, "Oh, the person you're talking about... wouldn't be me, right?"
"Of course!"
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Beneath the venue was an underground river, the water filling a fish tank formed by a barrier. Maengron soaked in the tank, fortunately, it was large enough for it to stretch its arms and legs occasionally.
Astan City was once a lake, but over time, it became a habitable place. Residents often heard the sound of water from underground, mistakenly thinking it was the remnants of the past, like the sea's sound hidden in a conch. They listened to the ocean's echoes, marveling at the changes over time...
In fact, it was the sea monster playing in the water.
In most cases, Astan City would be destroyed in half a year. By then, Frederick would come to claim his body with Mia's fully matured divinity after her death.
He would first turn Astan City into a sea of fire, prompting the United Holy Nation to send a team of mages to rain down and extinguish the flames. Then, he would manipulate the sea monster to break through the wet soil, unleashing a mudslide to counterattack, ultimately destroying the entire city and returning Astan City to its original lake form.
The Fight Club would naturally be the first to be obliterated.
Survivors would migrate to the neighboring McCaus City, where they would encounter Franzo.
At that time, Franzo would mention his conflict with Maka in a tone of nostalgic regret, saying he had seen through Maka's disguise from the start. He would lament the loss of the base car, hinting that it might contain secrets leading to the Tin Soldier Siege...
When Xia Ya first heard this, he thought it was just a casual remark. But later, after searching for clues about the Tin Soldier Siege, he went around in circles and finally learned that the key to the Tin Soldier Siege was hidden at the bottom of the ancient Astan Lake.
In a new cycle, he specifically came here to look and found that Franzo was right. The key was buried underground, but as the base car expanded underground, it was pushed deeper, flowing with the underground river to a random location.
Which was now this river.
Xia Ya carried Mia, walking in the damp underground, gripping the Frost Longsword.
Before Astan City's destruction, this was one of the few places outside South Sea County to farm murlocs. The reason being the parasitic creatures on Maengron infected the water, and with the arcane energy emitted by the sea monster, many aquatic creatures mutated.
It was a hidden farming spot, dropping three types of materials that could be sold for a high price. Xia Ya often came here when he was keen on fighting monsters and leveling up.
But since his interest shifted from monsters to people, he hadn't been down here for a long time.
"This should be it; any further and the monsters will spawn."
He muttered to himself, setting Mia down.
The priestess exuded a milky fragrance, feeling quite heavy in his hands. Xia Ya carefully leaned her against a rock and pinched her face.
"Hey, you're actually awake, aren't you?"
Mia's cheeks twitched slightly but remained unresponsive.
"This kid..."
Xia Ya sighed, taking off her boots.
The girl's feet were delicate and white, her toes adorably like lotus buds. Probably due to tension, her toes were tightly curled.
Xia Ya tickled her soles a few times.
"Haha... stop, stop tickling... it tickles... ah... it tickles so much..."
Mia's feet were extremely sensitive, and Xia Ya's hands seemed to have a magical touch. Her face flushed, and her breathing became rapid in no time.
That should be enough.
Xia Ya let go; any more, and it would cause discomfort.
Finally released, Mia felt a slight sense of loss, but it quickly passed. She hurriedly put on her shoes, pouting and pretending to ignore him.
Though she was angry, her expression practically screamed, "I'm not really mad, I'm just pretending to see if you'll come to coax me!!" Even a passerby could read her intentions, let alone Xia Ya, who knew her so well.
So, during the minute-long standoff, Mia couldn't help but sneak a few glances at him.
"...Hey!"
She finally couldn't hold back.
"How did you know I wasn't poisoned? Even I didn't know..."