In Honkai Star Rail With A Dating System

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"It's uncertain. After all, I don't know the true power of option one's statue of a minotaur; it could be quite formidable?"

"Uh... or possibly rather weak."

"So, I'll choose between options two and three instead. Option one is too unpredictable."

This time, Bochang didn't want to take a gamble.

He had already received the reward of a minotaur statue once before, so it seemed better to opt for a random item or skill.

"Well then... my decision stands, it's you - option two!"

Without hesitation, Bochang took out his phone and snapped a photo of Qingque playing Mahjong, saying, "You're busted. I'm about to send this picture of you slacking off and gambling to Master Diviner."

"Hu... huh?" Qingque turned abruptly, her face filled with terror.

Just as she did, Bochang's phone flash lit up, illuminating her entire figure.

The sudden flash caught the Mahjong-playing maiden by surprise, her expression turning into a startled (>.д<).

"Aiya!"

Qingque tried to hide but failed, captured perfectly in the photo.

Bochang displayed his phone screen, waving it in front of the Mahjong Girl to show her the captured photo. He said, "Hiding your face won't help; I've already taken the picture. See... isn't my phone's camera quality impressive?"

"Don't... don't send it to Master Diviner, please, I'm begging you! For the love of... just have mercy."

Qingque clasped her hands together, pleading desperately before Bochang, making him feel like the villain.

[Reward distribution in progress - Congratulations! You have received the skill 'Old Driver', ensuring you will not die from traffic accidents.]

What kind of bizarre skill is this...

Given Bochang's current strength, very few vehicles could harm him.

Perhaps the Astral Express might still pose a threat.

However...

The Astral Express likely wouldn't run him over anyway.

I can only say... it's better than nothing. Amidst his wild thoughts, Bochang pondered, Hmm... maybe it could actually save my life someday?

"Qingque," a lively-looking young girl with crisp and melodious speech, reminiscent of a chattering sparrow.

Her long brown hair was styled into two low ponytails at the back.

As she pleaded for mercy, her ponytails swayed along, conveying genuine sincerity through her deep green eyes. Dressed in the azure uniform of the Divination Commission, she exuded a youthful charm. For someone with a softer heart, they might have readily agreed.

However...

Bochang wasn't falling for it. He grinned and said, "That will depend on your performance."

"Performance? What do you mean?" Qingque took a step backward, crossing her arms defensively, seemingly concerned about Bochang's intentions.

Earlier, this Mahjong Girl had criticized Fu Xuan's height, yet ironically—she herself appeared as old as Master Diviner.

It was hard to guess their true ages.

However... Qingque was roughly the same height as Clara.

Bochang glanced speechlessly at her modest chest, unable to resist silently teasing:

"Qingque, oh Qingque, what exactly are you covering up? My pecs are larger than your bust!"

"Bochang?"

March 7th immediately fixed him with a stare.

Stelle and Serval's gazes also turned towards him, filled with questioning expressions.

Noticing their peculiar looks, Bochang cleared his throat and explained, "What I meant is... let's observe your work performance first... Don't give me those strange glances... I'm not some weirdo."

Bochang's gaze swept across Stelle, March 7th, and Serval's faces before finally settling on Qingque.

The delicate-featured Mahjong maiden patted her petite chest lightly.

"Oh...I thought it was something serious. Don't worry, just escorting you to the Divination Commission, right? Such a simple task is no trouble for me at all..." Qingque then turned to her fellow players and said, "I've already won this round, but as you can see..."

Hearing that she had won, the three opponents were taken aback, displaying expressions of disbelief.

"Now I need to get back to work. Let's play again when I have some free time."

Among Qingque's three companions, two belonged to the fox race, while the third was Vidyadhara.

To be honest...

With the Exalting Sanctum already under lockdown, signs of chaos were evident.

Yet these individuals still found the mood to play Emperor's Jade tiles.

Bochang couldn't help but admire their resilience.

"Dear guests, let's head out then," Qingque spoke with a smile.

It might have been his imagination, but Bochang felt that Qingque didn't seem overly concerned about him potentially sending photos of her playing cards to Fu Xuan.

Perhaps due to slacking off too often, she had developed a carefree attitude, like a pig unbothered by boiling water? After all, working for the Divination Commission was akin to having a secure iron rice bowl; there was little risk of getting fired.

With this perspective, one could almost grasp Qingque's mindset.

Before leaving the Exalting Sanctum, Bochang and his group first stopped at the public square to pick up Bailu, Tingyun, and the Listening Device.

Then they proceeded towards the star ferry.

Along the way, they passed a prime spot for observing the ancient Tree of Foundation. Previously, during their visit to the Seat of Divine Foresight, Bochang had taken March 7th and her companions on a leisurely stroll, introducing them to the significance of the Tree of Foundation.

Hence, no one present expressed any confusion or questions about it. As a native of Xianzhou, Qingque saw such sights daily and had long grown weary of them. Moreover, given her laid-back nature, she showed no inclination to provide further explanations.

The group boarded the star ferry without delay, swiftly heading towards the Divination Commission.

Seemingly uninterested in the Tree of Foundation, they continued their journey.

However, Qingque seemed quite interested in Bailu.

From their conversation, Bochang gleaned that they had a doctor-patient relationship. Qingque once suffered hand cramps from excessive card playing and was referred to Bailu by a friend for treatment. This led to their acquaintance and subsequent friendship.

As he listened to their dialogue, Bochang noticed something intriguing—Qingque appeared to be quite influential.

Being the Medicine-Bearing Dragon Girl, Bailu's patient list was as vast as the multitude of hairs on a cow. For an ordinary person seeking consultation from the young Long girl, it would likely take decades just to secure an appointment.

Yet, Qingque managed to see Bailu simply by asking her friend for a referral. This suggested that her friend held considerable status.

"Come to think of it... Who exactly is this friend Qingque mentioned? Could it possibly be Fu Xuan?" Bochang speculated wildly in his mind.

Bailu, with her slightly round and babyish face, sat beside the black-haired youth. Looking up at Bochang, she said, "You might not know this...but Qingque is actually the inventor of the Imperial Jade Tiles game."

"Ah?"

Bochang's eyes widened instantly.

He had no idea about this; he thought Qingque simply enjoyed playing the game. To his surprise, it was indeed her creation.

"No, no, no, I can't claim to be the inventor," Qingque waved her hand dismissively. "Imperial Jade Tiles existed during the ancient empire era. I merely refined the rules and reintroduced them to present-day Xianzhou..." She then glanced discontentedly at Bailu, "Didn't we agree not to mention this to others..."

Feeling embarrassed, Bailu rubbed her head.

"Well, umm...I just wanted to give Bochang some background information...Oops, this miss accidentally forgot our agreement. My apologies."