Chapter 24: Yi Rongkun Experiences Live Comments for the First Time (Welcoming readers from all walks of life to create a new world together)

The system had no idea that Yi Zhongxiang was harboring so many thoughts in these few moments. Sensing his fear of offending it, it had to soothe him through Yi Rongkun: "Little ancestor, tell your parents to set their minds at ease. I don't need any rewards from you for treating you well."

"I am merely an Interstellar Live Streaming System. As long as the content I broadcast is something the people of the interstellar era enjoy watching, I can obtain the energy I need."

"Therefore, you don't need to pay any price. Just live your daily lives as you always do."

"You don't need to give me any special treatment."

Upon hearing the message relayed by their little daughter, Yi Zhongxiang and his wife felt slightly relieved.

Immediately after, Yi Rongkun continued to repeat another sentence: "Tongtong also said that once I learn more characters, I will be able to read the bullet comments..."

"Oh, Tongtong, what are bullet comments? Why do you want me to read them?"

Yi Rongkun said these two sentences aloud, leaving Yi Zhongxiang and his wife staring at their daughter in bewilderment. They didn't understand what bullet comments were either.

The System: "Little ancestor, these bullet comments are what the people from the interstellar era, over three thousand years in the future, want to say to you."

To help her better understand what bullet comments were, the system displayed the light screen it hadn't shown for the past few days.

"Little ancestor, do you see it? There is a light screen in front of you, and on it are many things people want to say to you."

"Oh, Tongtong, is this shiny thing the bullet comment?"

Yi Rongkun felt her vision blur, and a bright, square object she had never seen before appeared. Curious, she reached out her little finger and tapped it.

Just then, a bullet comment magnified under her touch: [I wonder what her parents are saying to her after taking her back to the room? Why is it taking so long?]

"Eh? Tongtong, there are so many characters on this, and it can grow bigger too."

The System: "Little ancestor, this bright square is a light screen, providing a medium for you and the interstellar audience to communicate."

"The text that enlarged when you tapped it is a bullet comment sent by the viewers; it is what one of the audience members said in the live room."

"If you want to reply, you can; if you don't, just tap it again, and it will return to its normal size."

Yi Rongkun found this very interesting, so she tapped it again, and the comment dissolved back into the multitude of bullet comments and vanished.

She tapped the screen again, and a new one appeared: [I hope the little ancestor learns to read soon so she can reply to us in time.]

"Hee hee, this is fun."

Out of every bullet comment, Yi Rongkun could only recognize a pitiful two or three characters, so she did not respond to them based on their content.

The little one played to her heart's content, while her parents, watching their little daughter's actions from the side, were a bit dumbfounded.

"Little sister, what are you doing? What is so fun?"

Liu Guoxiang hugged her little daughter’s soft body and asked with pampering tenderness, "Can you tell Mom and Dad?"

Yi Rongkun obediently explained the matter of the light screen and the bullet comments to her parents. Only then did the couple understand what the system meant by "bullet comments."

So, this was a device that allowed communication with people from the interstellar era.

The two didn't know whether this opportunity their daughter had encountered was a blessing or a curse. Fortunately, their daughter was right under their noses; if it truly proved harmful, they would insist she give up this 'opportunity' regardless of the cost. Of course, if it were truly harmless to their daughter and everyone else as the system claimed, they would naturally be happy for her.

Yi Rongkun played with the bullet comments for a while before losing interest. She then refocused her attention on her parents.

"Mom, Dad, can we use this lamp to light up the room at night from now on? We won't have to light the oil lamps anymore."

Yi Zhongxiang said, "This thing is good, but it's not convenient to bring it out right now."

Liu Guoxiang nodded in agreement, "Indeed. If we take it out now and outsiders see it, how would we explain where it came from?"

"Unless the whole village, or at least many people, had access to such lamps, we cannot bring it out lightly."

Listening to her parents' conversation, Yi Rongkun tilted her little head, only half-understanding: "Why can't we use it?"

"Such a bright lamp—it works just by soaking up the sun, and we wouldn't have to spend money on oil."

Hearing their daughter's words, the couple exchanged a look. "How about this: when the children do their homework at night, they can do it in our room."

"Then they can all use this lamp together."

Yi Zhongxiang nodded, "When I have some free time, I will build them a few small desks so the children can do their homework comfortably."

"Yes, that's settled."

Liu Guoxiang nodded with satisfaction. She coaxed the child into leaving the lamp in the room and warned her not to talk about it outside before letting her go out to play with her older brothers, sisters, and nieces and nephews.

Yi Rongkun obediently left the solar lamp in the room and, after bidding her parents goodbye, exited.

The siblings outside, who had been discussing their parents' strange reaction, heard the door open and turned to see their little sister walking out of the light.

Inside the room, Yi Zhongxiang and his wife had immediately covered the lamp with a mosquito net, but the light was still incredibly strong—far brighter than the light emitted by the oil lamps usually used at home. This was why it had given those outside the impression that someone was walking out from within the light.

Yi Rongquan rushed forward with lightning speed, scooped his little sister up, and took the opportunity to glance into the room.

Regrettably, the parents had also realized the lamp was too bright and had covered it with a quilt. This prevented Yi Rongquan from seeing exactly what had happened inside.

Liu Guoxiang stepped to the doorway and feigned a stern scolding: "Get back to your chores, and stop letting your minds wander."

With that, she slammed the door shut tightly.

Returning to the bedside to sit on the footstool, she brought up the system's requirement that their little daughter needed to attend school in reality as well.

Yi Zhongxiang said, "Tongtong's request is correct."

"Our daughter is so young; if she understood everything without ever attending a day of school, it would arouse suspicion."

"That is exactly what I was thinking."

Liu Guoxiang nodded, "So when the little one mentioned it, I agreed to send her to school the day after tomorrow."

"Good. You find some time to make a school bag for her, and I will find time to go to our village school and talk to the teachers."

Yi Zhongxiang added in a low voice, "The little one is only starting school less than half a month late; it shouldn't be a problem."

Liu Guoxiang replied with pride, "That's right. Our little one is a person of great fortune. With the teacher Tongtong has arranged for her, she certainly won't fall behind."

As they spoke, she stood up and opened her dowry trunk, saying, "Alright, you go out and keep an eye on things so the children don't ask too many questions."

"I am going to prepare a school bag for the little one."

Yi Zhongxiang agreed and was about to leave, but he paused, leaned toward his wife, and whispered, "Do you think we could offer the design for the school bag that Tongtong gave the little one, and in exchange, secure a job opening for one of the children?"

Liu Guoxiang’s hands paused in their motion as she turned to look at her husband: "A job opening? Who are you planning to give it to?"