Chapter 3: Adaptation Isn’t Nonsense

Li Xunsi sat obediently to the side, but her eyes darted left and right, her mind spinning rapidly as she gathered information.

Very soon, Aiya, wrapped in a bath towel, emerged from the bathroom.

But her towel only covered her upper half, leaving her bare bottom exposed as she walked out.

“Wuhu, so comfortable. Miss Feng’s bathroom has such a big, comfy tub. You’re really missing out by not taking a bath,” Aiya said, her tone a little sarcastic.

“You didn’t even take a bath. The bathroom door is frosted glass—I could see your silhouette and what you were doing in there,” Li Xunsi retorted calmly.

“If only you were mute. Such a pretty face, wasted on that mouth of yours.” Aiya shook her head helplessly, already used to her friend’s sharp tongue.

“Girls, it’s about time. Change into these clothes.” Miss Feng stood up and took two brand new sets of Disposal Underwear from the wardrobe next door.

“Understood.” Li Xunsi took a set and went to the bathroom to change.

“Hey, what are you doing? We’re all girls here, is that really necessary?” Aiya complained.

She tossed aside her towel—she’d already changed into her Disposal Underwear.

Li Xunsi entered the bathroom, took off her black sailor uniform, slipped out of her lacy lady’s underwear and black stockings, and folded her clothes neatly to the side.

“Ugh…” She picked up the Disposal Underwear, her expression quite uncomfortable.

Her manly soul was resisting this kind of thing.

These Disposal Underwear were basically just two loose, thin pieces of cloth that turned semi-transparent as soon as they got wet.

You’re probably wondering what these are for, right?

They used to be worn at Massage Parlors, barely covering anything, and tossed away after the massage.

Now, though, they were wearing even looser Disposal Underwear to lie in the Dream Chamber for what was essentially a technological fantasy massage.

But if you asked whether it had any real use?

Honestly, none at all.

Even lying in there naked wouldn’t be a problem.

Maybe it was just about the ritual?

In the end, for the sake of the mission, she still put on the ridiculous thing that was as good as not wearing anything at all, and forced herself to leave the bathroom, blushing.

“Aiya~” The moment Li Xunsi opened the door, she found Aiya pressed up against the frosted glass, peeking inside.

The door hit her nose, making her fall on her butt and tremble violently.

“What are you even looking at through frosted glass?” Li Xunsi said helplessly, her habitual sarcasm surfacing as she reached out to help her up.

“Girls, time to get on. Several clients have already logged in.” Miss Feng called out.

Without delay, Li Xunsi and Aiya lay down in two Illegal Modified Dream Chambers.

The soft, cushiony feeling against her back was incredibly comfortable.

The white gel inside would automatically mold to the player’s body shape, perfectly snug.

But when the chamber door slowly descended, she still felt a little scared.

“Oh right, I forgot to ask about the payment.” Li Xunsi muttered to herself.

“Don’t worry, the payment will definitely not disappoint you. Besides the guaranteed minimum, if you perform well in the dream, we’ll give you a bonus. If the clients give you good reviews, there’s more bonus.” Miss Feng stood by adjusting the controls, answering with a smile.

“That puts my mind at ease.” Li Xunsi closed her eyes in relief.

Both Illegal Modified Dream Chambers sealed up, indicator lights began to glow, and every machine in the room powered on.

Dream sharing, accepting.

Linking to dream, initiating.

Constructing dream, initiating.

Dream dive, begin!

***

The so-called [Dream World] was a virtual game world with a level of realism rivaling reality.

But normally, any Dream World had to be approved by the Dream Supervision Bureau before it could go online for players to access for a fee.

Those Dream Worlds built in secret, bypassing the Supervisory Bureau, were known as [Private Servers].

Like the unknown Dream World she was logging into now, all these Private Server dreams could only be accessed via Illegal Modified Dream Chambers.

The biggest difference between Private Server dreams and official ones was that official dreams had all sorts of restrictions—sometimes even stricter than reality—emphasizing fairness, harmony, and long-term stability.

Private Server dreams, on the other hand, lifted these restrictions, letting you do whatever you wanted.

The most common restriction lifted?

Sensual content.

In fact, it was precisely the demand for such content that led to so many Private Server dreams.

With the development of Dream Chamber technology, players could now experience pleasures surpassing even natural reproduction, thanks to science.

But this was illegal.

Sensuality doesn’t lead to progress, so the Dream Supervision Bureau’s mission was to ban these Private Server dreams.

***

[Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?]

With a prompt sound, Li Xunsi regained consciousness.

She slowly opened her eyes, finding herself lying beneath the shade of a tree in a lush, verdant mountain forest.

The tree blocked out the sunlight, and a warm breeze brushed against her skin.

It felt wonderful.

This Private Server dream was incredibly realistic—the creator’s skills were top-notch.

Of course, it might also be because the Illegal Modified Dream Chamber she was using was a high-end model.

Both factors were essential.

“Xunsi! Xunsi! Why are you dressed like that?” A cheerful, piggy voice sounded nearby.

Li Xunsi turned her head and saw Aiya, dressed in a black Daoist robe, clutching her stomach and laughing, with a pig nose on her face—she looked utterly ridiculous.

But when Li Xunsi looked down at herself, she realized she wasn’t much better.

She was wearing a red and yellow intersecting kasaya, barefoot, with a deep V-neck that exposed her chest.

With every movement, she risked a wardrobe malfunction.

In a normal Dream World, there was no way you’d see this much skin!

Li Xunsi tugged at her collar, instantly revealing a pink tip, and was left feeling exposed and helpless.

Normal Dream Worlds never allowed undressing!

This wasn’t pure at all!

And wasn’t Aiya supposed to be the one to show off her body?

Why was it her turn now?

“Let’s take a walk first,” Li Xunsi said.

“Okay!” Aiya replied cheerfully, as if they were on vacation, spinning in circles as they walked.

But after only a few steps, they spotted a young girl in a mage’s robe collapsed on the ground, clothes disheveled, face flushed, panting heavily, legs trembling, her whole body limp.

“What happened to you?” Aiya rushed over, concern in her voice.

“You’re… chicks, run!” The mage-robed girl shouted with the last of her strength.

Li Xunsi immediately sensed danger and rolled away on the spot.

“State of Immobilization!”

A cold, powerful snort came from the nearby bushes.

The next moment, Aiya froze in place!

Arcs of electricity wrapped around her, leaving her unable to move, and a huge status indicator appeared above her head: [State of Immobilization].

Then, an orange-haired beauty, voluptuous and no less curvaceous than Aiya, leapt out from the bushes, wearing only a gold-trimmed, crimson bikini armor.

She wore a golden headband and held a Ruyi Extendable Staff in her hand.

One look and it was obvious—she was cosplaying Sun Wukong.

Now Li Xunsi finally realized what kind of Private Server dream this was.

It was a Journey to the West cosplay dream!

Adaptation isn’t nonsense!