Player of the Ark 1

The Ark's Player (word count: 6376)
【The Ark's Player】(001)
"Anyway... is that it?"
The girl gripped her sharpened stone dagger, laboriously carving a crooked circle into the ancient tree trunk.
"And, and... um?"
Following the pattern directly projected onto her retina, though crudely resembling kindergarten scribbles, the girl still managed to complete a mysterious design composed of circles, triangles, and curves.
"—Success?"
Green and pale blue orbs of light began to gather around the girl, deepening in intensity. What was initially just a faint outline quickly transformed into hundreds upon hundreds of dazzling rays of light.
"In the name of—Sandis. Windfeather—may the spirits of nature who slumber here be my allies!"
Despite her legs trembling slightly from the sudden change before her, the girl persevered—as if to bolster herself, she shouted the oath echoing in her mind. As the last syllable faded, the will-o'-the-wisps of light swirling in the surrounding air suddenly stopped, then, like weary birds returning to their nests, surged one after another towards the pattern the girl had carved on the tree trunk.
The girl almost released her right hand from the pattern, but after a few seconds of deliberation, she steeled herself and remained where she was.
The gathered spiritual light, through the bracelet on her wrist, seeped into the ancient tree through her slender fingers.
As the last ray of light entered the trunk, the giant tree before her began to tremble.
Starting from the roots beneath the soil, dazzling green lines expanded and spread upwards, winding and crisscrossing like water flowing through the old tree's ducts. A rich, sweet fragrance emanated from deep within the tree trunk. Wherever the scent reached, the almost decaying bark rapidly regenerated at a visible speed. Soon, along with the hollowed-out branches and withered leaves, the entire tree was restored to its lush green state in the blink of an eye. A
long
, drawn-out sigh suddenly echoed through the forest, its hoarse, deep sound reverberating among the trees and vines, lingering long and deep, like an ancient bell tolling in a secluded mountain.
A drop of dew landed on the cheek of a girl who was patting her chest and breathing lightly. Before she could even react, a freshly trimmed, green card landed in front of her.
| "Dense Forest Ancient Trees (#00/005)"
| (Decaying Green)
| Territory/Black Iron
|——Secret——
| Construct Forest Terrain
| Horizontal: Absorb a little Green Aura
|——World——
| Construct Forest Terrain, when the terrain is activated, gain 2 Food per round
| Horizontal: Absorb a little Green Aura
| "My heart is filled with longing, ancient thorns and verdant peaks"
"This is... the first one..."
Although almost all her strength was drained, a huge sense of accomplishment still filled the girl's heart.
As long as she got started, everything would be alright.
...The game is really interesting, isn't it?

【The Ark's Player】(001)
"The place where you were born is at the end of mountains and green forests, east of Silver Oak Leaf and north of Evergreen Garden. Exolo. Ni. Shar, the place where the Apostles descended, and also the source of the cycle of life and death for countless elves. Riding in a hearse drawn by a unicorn, you returned to your homeland in your sleep, a place called Rainfall Valley, the most beautiful place in Etamir..."
The pattering rain startled Shandris from her dream.
She sat in a carriage, completely naked.
She recalled the low chanting that had just reached her ears, and her thoughts became much clearer.
Exolo. Ni. Shar, the place where the first elf was born.
Having brushed up on some basic knowledge beforehand, Shandris quickly understood what was going on.
The so-called "teaching hurdle" probably refers to this... The spacious carriage had two soft leather-cushioned seats facing each other. She leaned against the door and looked out the window. Tall trees lined both sides, blocking out the sky completely. From the faint light around her, she could roughly tell that it was a cloudy night.
The surrounding space was filled with a thin mist, things that shouldn't be there on a rainy day, making Shandis's vision dreamlike. The sound of unicorn hooves was almost non-existent, and the carriage traveled along the forest path without any bumps. Listening to the monotonous patter of rain outside the window, Shandis quickly became sleepy...
A sudden neighing sound dispelled her drowsiness.
The carriage stopped, and the surrounding view suddenly opened up. The two doors on either side opened gently, but Shandis didn't see anyone fiddling with them.
She shivered, not only because of the ghost-like scene, but also because of the pattering raindrops outside.
Pale blue lines appeared on the ground, stretching from her feet to a point in front of the carriage. Sandy knew she should follow these lines, but being naked, she desperately didn't want to step into the rain.
Time ticked by, and Sandy finally felt impatient.
"You can do it… monsters begone… come on!"
she muttered to herself, trying to encourage herself, and jumped out of the carriage.
It wasn't as eerie as she'd imagined. Leaving the wooded path, she found herself in an open field. The sky was half-hidden by sparse clouds, but the remaining half was bathed in bright moonlight. The rain hadn't stopped, and her feet were on a muddy, slick path, but Sandy didn't feel any discomfort. The mud, the rain, the weeds—none of these things gave her a real sense of "contact." She walked through a puddle without getting her feet wet, and similarly, the raindrops hitting her didn't cause her any discomfort.
The temperature was also a factor.
The light on the ground pointed her to a small house with lights on, about a mile ahead. Shantis glanced back at the unicorn that had brought her there; this mythical creature shimmered with a faint silvery-white light. Noticing Shantis's gaze, it even bowed slightly in response.
Watching the carriage behind the unicorn disintegrate into white particles of light and disappear into the wind, Shantis knew it wouldn't take her back.
She could only continue forward.
Although the night sky above was mostly clear and bright, a thin, smoky mist shrouded the ground nearby.
Things began to blur at a distance of about ten meters, and beyond that, only vague outlines could be seen by the moonlight.
A sense of loneliness and fear enveloped the girl. Completely naked, surrounded by the sound of raindrops pattering against the plants, though not entirely dark, the near-complete loss of vision after ten meters was hardly pleasant. Shandis quickened her pace in a panic, but the further she went, the more terrified she became—a huge, indistinct shadow appeared in the distance directly ahead. Because it was hidden by dark clouds, she couldn't make out what it was.
This was hardly a beautiful place!
The oppressive feeling in her heart almost made her cry.
This is a game—Shandis told herself repeatedly.
She covered her chest with her arms and ran forward with her head down.
The light came quickly—a simple streetlamp supported by a single wooden beam. In the dim light of the oil lamp, a small house appeared before Shandis.
Although Sandy had never seen a house like this before, she wasn't entirely unfamiliar with it—two-story wooden cabins like this were often seen in works about the old world. While the cabin before her lacked a certain realism due to artistic embellishment, it was still within her realm of common sense.
However, it was, after all, a game… Sandy immediately noticed many things that displeased her. Although it had been weathered, and even the enclosed wooden windows on the second floor had several obvious cracks, the details of the edges and corners were impeccably done—neither the protruding window sills nor the door had any rough edges; apart from some deliberately left damage, most places were smooth as if they had just been polished.
"Excuse me, is anyone there…?"
Sandy raised her hand and nervously knocked twice on the door.
The light stopped at the doorway. She had nowhere else to go and didn't want to continue into the terrifying shadows ahead, so although being naked was embarrassing, she could only bite the bullet and bother someone.
The homeowner wasn't sleeping soundly; the lights came on on the second floor when Shandis knocked for the third time.
A mature elven woman opened the door. She
wore a sleeveless green blouse, yawned, and her lower body… Shandis blushed instantly.
"Th-that…that…"
Shandis used one hand to cover her lower body, turning her face away shyly.
"Ugh…sorry, I was just falling asleep. What brings you here so late…uh…"
The elven woman's voice trailed off. Just as Shandis thought she had noticed her lapse, she suddenly slapped her forehead and exclaimed softly, "Oh dear—I forgot what the priest said, you're the new 'Player,' aren't you?"
"'Player'…" Shandis recalled the settings in the script, then nodded hesitantly.
The so-called "Player" was the role players took on in the game's basic settings.
The "Musicians" come from diverse worlds, each possessing unique skills and professions, but they share one thing in common—they possess a special ability to revitalize "Eitamir."
Shandis doesn't yet know what that ability is; the official setting booklet only provides a game overview and basic controls. As participants in the internal testing, the developers seem more inclined to let a portion, or even most, of them explore blindly, thus increasing the chances of discovering bugs.
Once fully awake, the female elf's attitude towards Shandis became much warmer.
She not only brought Shandis some fruit to eat but also cooked a bowl of porridge to warm the girl, although the girl didn't feel cold at all.
However, when it came to clothing, the female elf said she was powerless to help.
"Ever since that 'Great Collapse' hundreds of years ago, the fundamental laws of Etamir have been in an extremely unstable state." The elf rested her chin on her hands, patiently explaining to Shandis as she awkwardly covered her chest while eating, "The continent was torn apart, and many races were completely isolated as a result. Not only did the material structure become almost detached, but even the 'Mana' fell into a completely chaotic rampage." "
In the present Etamir, it is impossible to create ordinary weapons and clothing. Any material that is processed according to the concepts of 'weapons' and 'clothes' will inexplicably break down halfway through, becoming completely unusable."
"Like what I'm wearing... it's actually just a piece of cloth, look—"
She unabashedly untied the knot on Shandis's shoulder, revealing that it was indeed just a piece of cut cloth—once the only restriction was removed, the green cloth fell off, and the two gleaming white fruits, now free, trembled twice before Shandis regaining their balance.
"I...I understand, let's put it on first..." Even though she already knew there would be a lot of perks, Sandy couldn't quite handle this kind of talk.
This setup must have been something the game planners had their heads smashed in a door, right?
Sandy, who had initially been somewhat interested in the game, once again felt like backing out. However, thinking of the promised benefits, she decided to grit her teeth and persevere.
Two months, only sixty days.
After sixty days, she could finish and leave, parting ways amicably.
After eating something to calm her stomach, she awkwardly asked the female elf for some fabric to cover herself.
The female elf was quite generous; she invited Sandy to her bedroom on the second floor and opened her wardrobe for her to choose from. Sure enough, there weren't any decent clothes inside. What the female elf called "clothes" were just "large pieces of cloth" cut to shape and decorated with various patterns—some of these pieces had metal rings added to the edges for rough securing, while others were simply a single piece of cloth that needed to be tied in knots to hang on.
According to the elves, even these fabrics suitable for clothing cannot be cut to size arbitrarily. In addition to basic materials, Etamir's cloth requires the addition of a substance called "magic essence" to allow for cutting without damage. The same applies to leather and metal. Cloth with basic magic essence extracted from "raw stones" can be cut to a size that barely covers half a chest. If higher-grade materials are added during the fabric's production, not only will the cloth's properties improve, but the size that can be cut will also increase accordingly.
Although the clothes in the wardrobe come in various shapes, they are generally divided into three different sizes. The smallest was a long strip of cloth barely wider than two arms' width, with almost no distinguishing style. Slightly larger were the sleeveless garments worn by female elves, though in reality, they were nothing more than a piece of cloth with space left for the head to be draped over the body. The largest almost completely covered the upper body, but it must have been very expensive…
After hesitating for a moment, Shandis chose the smallest style. She had nothing on her body to offer the elf lady, and although the hospitable elf assured her she wouldn't accept anything, she still couldn't bring herself to ask for something valuable.
| "A Simple Loincloth"
| World Item/ Bronze
| Protection +0
| "You have to wear this at least if you want to go out... Or you can go without it?"
The bra wrap and the strip of cloth skirt that the female elf handed her were recognized as a complete item by the auxiliary system. A short prompt box flashed, and "a simple loincloth" was registered in her inventory.
However, although she had collected it as an item, she still had to wear the clothes herself.
Two small copper rings were sewn to the corners of the cloth. By hanging them on the other side of the openings to control the tightness, the long strip of cloth could roughly cover her breasts... The elf helped her adjust it so that the tightest line of the cloth stopped slightly below the bust. Although two pink nipples could be vaguely seen, it effectively lifted up the two obstructive things.
In the end... it was just a half-cup bra...
While the elf continued to teach her how to wear the skirt, Shandis secretly pulled the bust up a little more.
Sure enough… it was still chilly…
“I feel even more ashamed wearing these clothes,” the thought made Sandy involuntarily tighten her legs further. But the elf, bending down to adjust her clothes, half-persuaded, half-forced her to spread her legs a little—the result of her fingertips poking her inner thighs a few times was that Sandy began to feel weak all over.
“Oh dear, you’re drooling…”
The elf casually reached out and lightly wiped Sandy’s crotch with the back of her hand.
“Ah, ah… ah?—” First, an unconscious, soft moan, then a dry, hesitant one, followed by a panicked cry.
Sandy pointed in surprise at the glistening liquid on the elf’s finger, her mouth agape, unable to speak for a long time.
"Huh... so she's still a virgin?"
Perhaps influenced by Sandy's expression, the elf wiped the substance off her fingers and said with a hint of apology, "Oh, I'm really sorry, but... well, you're not exactly young anymore..."
Hey, I'm eighteen and still a virgin, and you're saying I'm sorry?
"Eh—yaha..." Seeing Sandy's resentful expression, the elf chuckled awkwardly.
She was indebted to the person who gave her the food. After all, her first meal and first clothes were from someone else's house, so Sandy couldn't very well show a sour face—therefore, she reluctantly ignored the later groping and touching. Aside from the slightly mischievous hands and feet, she felt that this female elf named "Maisa" was quite friendly.
| "Old Lantern"
| World Item/Black Iron
| Lighting Fixture
| "This will definitely be the first lamp you get. Remember: lamps and paper/pen will be your most important friends."
| "Masha's Paper and Pen"
| World Item/Black Iron
| Record-keeping Tool
| "This will definitely be the first set of paper and pen you get. Remember: lamps and paper/pen will be your most important friends."
| "Newbie's Card Album"
| World Item/Black Iron
| Valuable
| Holds 10 cards | "Although it can be put in your backpack,
it's much more important than your backpack."
| "Newbie Waist Pouch"
| World Item/Black Iron
| Valuable
| Holds 16 items
| "Don't ask me why the default inventory has 16 slots."
-- Like many traditional RPGs Like in the game, Sandy acquired some basic items in the starting village. Besides
the items categorized as "world items," she also had a water bottle and some food that weren't classified as official items. In addition, she obtained a magical pouch—a small, fist-sized pouch that clipped to her belt could hold a whole bunch of random things. Taking things out was as simple as adjusting her view to select an item from her inventory, instantly bringing it to her hand. This truly amazed Sandy, who had never encountered anything like it before .
After tidying herself up a bit, Sandy was pushed in front of a mirror by Maisa.
Although some blurry outlines remained, the face seen in the mirror was definitely no longer the familiar one.
The person in the mirror had long, pointed ears and slightly rosy cheeks, shoulder-length hair with natural curls, dark red eyes, and a natural-looking silver-gray hair color, much more pleasing to the eye than the common non-mainstream hair dye. The skin tone of the yellow-skinned woman was adjusted to a distinctly different milky white. Although she wore a bralette and a short skirt, the minimal coverage of the fabric couldn't prevent large swathes of her fair skin from being exposed without any cover. After examining herself several times, even though she knew the reflection in the mirror was her own body, Shandis still felt her cheeks begin to flush.
Fortunately, she looked even younger than her original appearance.
However… this figure was a bit too much…
In her memory, elves were all a slender race, but after carefully observing her own body, Shandis found that she was quite plump—although her waist was within the standard range, the two heavy breasts tightly bound by the fabric strips in her chest were definitely larger than a D-cup. Recalling the feeling when she was jogging on the road earlier, the swaying was indeed quite a nuisance…
Combined with this tender face, she was practically like those little yellow-faced big-o'-boobs under her brother's bed… Ah, she couldn't say that!
—Afterwards, as a beginner's guide, Shandis learned a lot of basic knowledge from Maisha.
The so-called "Players" are "otherworldly beings" summoned here.
Of course, they didn't come to disrupt the local order, steal money, goods, or women. On the contrary, the "Players" are employed by gods or fairies, dispatched to "repair the world." In Maisa's mind, the "Players" are almost like "divine messengers," and even on human territory, they are indeed promoted as such. Rumor has it that the
"Players" possess a special power capable of restoring life to the world. Although Maisa seems to know some truth about this power, she intentionally or unintentionally evaded the topic when Shandris asked.
Furthermore, Maisa confirmed that this place is indeed Exoloni, mentioned in the narration. Shar, the apostle's altar is located several miles north of here. Masa is stationed here to guard the only road leading to the altar. As for the huge black shadow that Sandys saw outside, it is the enormous World Tree known as "Zora"—however, due to the desolation of Rain Valley, the World Tree has almost lost its vitality and fallen into a long dormancy.
"Without the World Tree, we will lose our fresh water and food."
As she said this, a hint of melancholy appeared on Masa's face.
"Eitamir no longer has a normal ecological environment. For hundreds of years, our survival has depended entirely on the World Tree's produce. Although 'Zora' is still insisting on providing fresh water, even I can feel her exhaustion... Fortunately, now that 'Players' have arrived, 'Zora' should recover soon..."
—Hmm, if this game survives to the public beta, you'll definitely have a headache dealing with the locust-like swarms of "Players"...
Seeing Maisha's expectant eyes, Shandis could only awkwardly scratch her head.
In reality, she had absolutely no idea what she could do or what she should do.
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