Pay-to-Win Immortal: My Gacha AI Waifu

Li Qingran had a dream.

In the dream, she was being chased by countless demonic beasts. There was no light in any direction, and darkness surged toward her like a black tide.

However,

just as she was about to be caught by the beasts,

a pleasant thunderclap rang out.

A young man in strange clothes appeared on the horizon, his face unclear.

He waved his left hand, scattering talismans like seasoning on food, and his right hand, sending a rain of magical artifacts.

The beasts chasing her were either struck dead by the lightning from the talismans or impaled by the artifacts falling from the sky.

"Is… is that you, Senior?" Li Qingran looked up at the sky.

She had an intuition that it seemed to be Senior—Senior had come to save her.

Though she couldn't see his face clearly, Senior seemed much younger than she had imagined?

Before she could observe him carefully, Senior suddenly appeared in front of her in the next second.

Li Qingran's heart raced, her cheeks flushed, and she hurriedly bowed to pay her respects.

But in the next moment, a pair of strong hands held her up.

Then, Senior placed a square object in her hands.

The object was pitch black, resembling a brick but not as heavy.

On it were three simplified characters that seemed to say… "Electric Full"?

What was "Electric Full"?

Some kind of magical artifact?

While she was still puzzled, the figure of Senior before her grew fainter, dissipating like mist.

"S-Senior? Qingran has always been grateful to you, you…"

"This is something very important."

Senior's voice echoed in the dissipating mist:

"You must take good care of it…"

…

"This one, 'Electric Full.' The name sounds reliable."

Chen Huaian clicked to place the order.

A three-yuan fried egg was too expensive, but a three-hundred-yuan power bank was a no-brainer.

After this incident, he was terrified. From now on, he had to carry a power bank with him at all times.

And it had to be one with a large enough capacity.

He had also considered whether to change his phone, but if he did, could he transfer the "Electronic Girlfriend" game to the new phone? This was a virus program without an installation package, and he had no idea how to handle it.

Looking at the time on his computer, it was already 9 p.m.

It had been over an hour since he got home.

"Li Qingran should be awake by now." Chen Huaian opened the "Electronic Girlfriend" game and indeed saw that Li Qingran had woken up. The girl was huddled in a corner, wrapped in tattered clothes, her arms hugging her knees, her hollow eyes staring at the ground, lost in thought.

Chen Huaian noticed a half-burned red incense stick at Li Qingran's feet.

[Your electronic girlfriend 'Li Qingran's' house is in ruins. Recharge 6 yuan to repair it.]

Chen Huaian didn't even frown: "Charge!"

[Recharge 88 yuan to purchase two new outfits of different styles for your electronic girlfriend~]

"Charge!!"

[Your electronic girlfriend 'Li Qingran' is hungry and feeling down. Recharge 68 yuan to…]

"Charge!!!"

The house was instantly renovated, new clothes landed on the bed, and plates of chicken, duck, fish, and fruits clattered onto the table.

With such a commotion, it would be strange if Li Qingran didn't notice.

She knew Senior had come to see her.

In fact, she knew Senior had already been here earlier.

After all, the small and large lightning craters around the house, the demonic beast remains turned to ash by the thunderfire, and her fully healed injuries all pointed to this. The sudden appearance of the beast tide was too suspicious. She had used the remaining thunderfire as cover to explore the area around the house and found the broken "Beast's Call" incense stick under a tree.

This kind of beast-attracting incense was a hunting tool used by various sects.

But the incense from different sects had slight variations.

For example, the "Beast's Call" from the Qingyun Sect had green cloud patterns at its base.

These green patterns were carved into the incense with a specific material, essential for its effectiveness. If scraped off, the incense's power would greatly diminish. Since this was a dangerous item, major sects naturally marked it to avoid being framed.

The person who planted the incense probably thought it would burn completely, leaving only a trace of ash.

But they didn't expect Senior to arrive midway, turning the area within five hundred meters into a wasteland.

The person who didn't come to take her life was likely also reduced to ash.

"Senior," Li Qingran looked up at the ceiling, her face filled with exhaustion, her dry lips slightly parting. She looked like a flower on the verge of withering. "Does Senior think… that Qingran is a very detestable person?"

The first dialogue box had just appeared when Chen Huaian immediately chose free dialogue.

Having just finished drawing from the Luck Koi pool, he now had over seventy communication talismans. He was feeling quite confident.

Clearing his throat, he pressed the communication talisman and spoke in a gentle tone: "How could that be? In my eyes, Qingran is a very polite and sensible girl. You work hard in your cultivation, blah blah blah… Why would you think that?"

What Chen Huaian said was roughly a three-hundred-word essay.

But what Li Qingran heard was the majestic voice of the Dao: Why do you say that?!

"If not, then why do the people of the Qingyun Sect, my senior brothers, and my master always want to kill me? My dantian and spiritual roots have already been destroyed. I've been expelled from the sect and driven into the Wanshan Mountains to fend for myself. Why are they still unwilling to let me go… Did I do something terribly wrong?"

Chen Huaian looked into Li Qingran's eyes, which were no longer clear but gradually clouded with gloom.

He could deeply understand her doubts.

From Li Qingran's life story, she was a typical giver.

If someone showed her a little kindness, she would repay it tenfold, a hundredfold.

When Qingxuan Daoist took her as a disciple, even though he never formally guided her, she always regarded him as her most respected elder.

When her senior brother Lu Changtian showed her some care upon her entry into the sect, she treated him like her own brother. When her second senior brother Xiao Yifeng gave her unused pills, she helped him tend to his spiritual herbs and even acted as his test subject. When her third senior brother Yun Zimo gifted her a storage ring, she remained silent when he framed her, allowing herself to be expelled from the sect. When her fourth senior brother Zhang Hanxiao helped her during a mission, she used most of her monthly spirit stones to clean up the messes he caused.

She blossomed like a flower at the slightest touch of sunlight, even as storms battered her, she still wore a bright smile.

But behind that smiling mask was probably a face covered in scars, crying.

"The kind are bullied, the tame are ridden." Sometimes, this isn't just a joke—it's wisdom passed down by our ancestors.

Just like how he gave all his love to his ex-girlfriend, only to be betrayed and cheated on. Similar stories are far too common. The goddess you cherished with all your heart ends up in a cheap hotel with someone else. The flower you nurtured with all your effort eventually blooms on someone else's balcony. Friends turn into enemies, stabbing you in the back… More and more people are placing their emotional investments in pets and virtual characters, spending money, time, and energy on them. Are they foolish?

No.

They just don't want to be hurt anymore.

People should have fire in them.

You, me, we are not toys to be casually thrown into the trash.

One day, that scarred heart will be carefully held by someone.

"Li Qingran."

Chen Huaian looked at Li Qingran. Though they were separated by a screen,

their gazes seemed to cross countless dimensions and meet.

He stared into her eyes, and in them, he saw himself reflected.

"Today, I will help you restore your dantian."

The majestic voice of the Dao did not cut short Chen Huaian's words this time.

Instead, it conveyed them in full:

"Even if your past was a muddy mess, from now on…

it will surely blossom into a field of flowers!"