After the celebration concluded, Su Wan and Xia Lian also took their leave and returned to their dorms upstairs.
The two sisters finished washing up and went to their respective bedrooms.
Lin Qingyue had just closed her bedroom door when she heard her younger sister's energetic shout from the opposite room:
"Sis! I was thinking, could the name 'Quantum Battleship' be optimized a bit more? For example, calling it the 'Faster-Than-Light Quantum Jump Star Destroyer'?"
Lin Qingyue silently rolled her eyes.
Fortunately, she had her own room, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten any peace tonight.
She ignored her sister next door, who was still in an excited state, and instead closed her eyes, putting on the facade of having already fallen asleep.
However, her mind was clearer than ever.
She wanted to make a trip to the Elven Royal Capital.
For one, she wanted to test if that "Chronocognitive Anchor" actually worked well.
Secondly, she also wanted to say goodbye to Ilanier in person.
Leaving so hastily before and only asking Aeldara to pass on a message felt too careless and somewhat impolite.
She listened patiently until the breathing of Lin Xiyue in the adjacent bed finally became long and even.
She was asleep.
Lin Qingyue sat up silently, her movements gentle, her feet touching the floor without a sound.
First, she set a new "Chronocognitive Anchor" by her bed.
[Ding! "Chronocognitive Anchor No. 2" set successfully!]
[Current Teleport name: Tianshu University - Tingzhu Garden Room 206.]
Lin Qingyue nodded in satisfaction.
With this, no matter which world she wandered off to in the future, she could return home with a single click.
After doing all this, she did not put away the quaint book, but turned to another page.
On the page, the names of five teleports lay quietly.
[Chronocognitive Anchor No. 1: Elven Royal Palace: The Queen's Bedchamber]
[Chronocognitive Anchor No. 2: Tianshu University - Tingzhu Garden Room 206]
[Chronocognitive Anchor No. 3: Unset]
Lin Qingyue's gaze was firmly drawn to the words "Anchor No. 1".
Her heartbeat suddenly lost its rhythm.
To go... or not to go?
It's the middle of the night, and Ilanier is definitely already asleep. If I suddenly teleport over, what should I do if 11000 (eleven thousand) I scare her?
But... the teleport function of [As I've Written] hasn't been tested yet. If 11000 (eleven thousand) there's a BUG, or it can't be used across worlds, what then? I have to test it, right?
Right! It's just a test!
Lin Qingyue found an impeccable excuse for herself.
I am conducting a rigorous, scientific, and necessary performance test so I can better utilize the equipment in the future! It's definitely not for any other reason!
The last bit of hesitation in her heart was completely washed away by this perfect excuse.
She rubbed her hands together, filled with the excitement and apprehension of opening a limited-edition blind box, extended her finger, and gently tapped on "Chronocognitive Anchor No. 1".
[System Prompt: About to teleport to "Chronocognitive Anchor No. 1", target Teleport safety level: extremely high. Confirm teleport?]
'Extremely high safety level?'
Lin Qingyue raised an eyebrow. It seemed that Ilanier had added more than one layer of insurance to that Teleport after she left.
"Confirm teleportation."
[Teleportation preparing, estimated to take 10 (ten) seconds, please do not move.]
[10 ... 9... 8...]
Beneath Lin Qingyue's feet, a pale gold Magic Circle quietly lit up, and countless profound runes spiraled upward like startled golden fireflies.
'Not bad, the ritualistic feel of this teleportation cast bar is quite sufficient!'
[7... 6... 5...]
If I get interrupted while the progress bar is loading, will I be teleported to some strange place?'
[4... 3... 2...]
'Why do these 10 (ten) seconds feel as long as a century?'
[1... Teleportation starting!]
Amidst her wandering thoughts, the countdown reached zero.
The scene before her eyes began to twist and stretch, like thick ink thrown into water, rapidly bleeding out and turning into a chaotic Void.
The feeling of weightlessness lasted for only a brief moment.
As Lin Qingyue's feet touched solid ground once more, a familiar floral scent aggressively filled her nose.
She was back.
It was still the same massive indoor garden, still the same giant tree radiating a Halo of life.
Except...
Lin Qingyue looked at the sight around her, the corner of her eye twitching fiercely.
She was currently standing inside a hemispherical shield made of pure moonlight energy.
Outside the shield was a second layer—a barrier of vines flowing with emerald-green life runes, with a few budding flowers even hanging from them.
Beyond the vine barrier lay a third layer: an Arcane barrier shimmering with a purple mystic glow.
The three layers of shields encased her landing zone as if protecting a top-tier national treasure.
That Unremarkable Moonstone beneath her feet was now glowing faintly, the "Chronocognitive Anchor" runes engraved on it clearly visible.
Good heavens! Just how many layers of insurance did they slap on me!
Lin Qingyue roasted inwardly.
With this level of defense, let alone an Assassin, even if a mosquito tried to fly in, it'd be zapped to ash by the chain reaction of these three shields, right?
'Just how afraid is Ilanier that someone might tear up this "permanent ticket" of mine?'
Just as she was taking in these downright extravagant defenses, the air in front of her suddenly rippled like water.
The next second, a figure materialized out of thin air, standing quietly before her just beyond the shield.
This sudden development made Lin Qingyue jolt in fright. She abruptly took a half-step back, her back slamming solidly against the Moonlight Shield with a muffled thud.
"You came?"
A lazy voice, laced with irrepressible delight, sounded at close quarters.
Lin Qingyue fixed her gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.
It was Ilanier.
She was wearing nothing but a sheer silk nightgown. The moonlight passed through the fabric, turning her astonishingly mature and voluptuous curves into a hazy yet strikingly impactful silhouette.
Her long silver hair cascaded over her shoulders like moonbeams, and a trace of sleepiness lingered on her face; she had evidently just been roused by the commotion of the teleportation.
But those wine-red eyes were brimming with sparkling, almost overflowing joy.
"I... I just came to test the teleportation function."
Lin Qingyue was a bit flustered by her elusive entrance and that undisguised, burning gaze, blurting out an explanation.
"Did I disturb your rest? I'll leave right away."
"Leave?"
Hearing this, the corners of Ilanier's lips curled into a soul-stirring arc.
With a light wave of her pale hand, the three layers of impregnable magic shields silently dissolved like bubbles.
The next second, Lin Qingyue felt her vision blur as a rich, fragrant breeze rushed against her face.
Before her thoughts could even catch up, a soft, warm, yet slightly cool embrace had already wrapped tightly around her.
Lin Qingyue's face, once again, was pressed with unerring precision into that suffocating expanse of softness and elasticity.
'Not again!'
Lin Qingyue's mind went instantly blank, completely submerged in the intense fragrance of flowers and milk.
'Why does The Queen like using this move so much whenever she gets excited!'
Barefoot on the slightly cool moonstone floor, Ilanier held her tightly in her arms, hugging her with such force that it felt as if she wanted to meld her into her very own body.
That delicate body, which always carried the majesty of a queen, was now trembling slightly, as if embracing a lost-and-found treasure far more precious than The Kingdom itself.
"You really... really came back..."
The Queen's voice, thick with a nasal tone and a trace of imperceptible grievance, rang right beside her ear, her warm breath making the base of her ear tingle.
"I thought... I thought it would be at least a few days before you came..."
"I even thought that was just something you said to comfort me..."
Lin Qingyue completely froze.
Her mind stopped working.
All that lingered at the tip of her nose was Ilanier's unique, intoxicating scent.
By her ear was her trembling breath and an excessively fast heartbeat, each thud feeling as though it were striking directly against her own heart.
Through the thin nightgown and her own clothes, she could clearly feel the warmth and softness of the other person's skin.
"Holy crap!"
"This isn't how the script is supposed to go!"
"Shouldn't it be 'Why are you here?', followed by a few polite exchanges, and then I head back?"
"Why is the opening move a flash right into my face plus throwing herself into my arms! This combo is playing dirty!"
Lin Qingyue felt like her brain was about to short-circuit.
She just wanted to come and test the function, and incidentally... incidentally check on this newly made friend.
How did it fast-forward straight to the intimate stage of a late-night embrace?