Stelle: "Little miss, you wouldn't want Master Diviner Fu to know you're playing cards, would you?"
"Oh, my bad, my bad! I was planning to wait for you all… uh, bump!"
"It's just that the spot where your photo was sent was taken by Ground Commission folks, and it was too noisy… eat!"
Qingque responds while playing cards, leaving Stelle and March 7th with black lines on their foreheads.
Come on, sister, is this how you handle a task from your boss?
Unaware of their expressions, Qingque remains leisurely.
"I thought, meeting you all in such a noisy place would… bar!"
March 7th grits her teeth.
What a legend.
Qingque keeps going.
"…would ruin the vibe. So, why not take you all for a tour of Exalting Sanctum during this free time and let you experience the Xianzhou's folk game—Celestial Jade."
March 7th: "I don't see you taking us on any tour."
"Wait till I finish this round… hey! I win!"
Qingque shows a satisfied expression, stretching lazily.
"Ah~ My wish here is fulfilled, no more worries. Guests, please, let's head out."
"Making you distinguished guests wait so long, Qingque feels really bad."
Stelle says with exasperation: "Really? I can't see where you feel bad."
"Ahem…"
Welt clears his throat.
"It wasn't too long. Watching you play so enthusiastically, I got a bit curious about this Celestial Jade…"
Isn't this just like Earth's mahjong?
[Elderly folks playing cards, what's wrong with that?]
[Old Yang's got Shenzhou blood, probably got interested seeing this.]
Qingque's eyes light up.
"Hey, sir, you're so patient and considerate, with great taste too!"
"Interested? I can teach you Celestial Jade—it's super fun."
And honestly, a flicker of interest crosses Welt's face.
March 7th lightly tugs his clothes.
"Uncle Yang, isn't it time for serious business?"
"Right, Miss Tingyun sent a message saying she's waiting nearby." Welt dismisses the thought.
The group sets off, officially heading to the Divination Commission.
After meeting Tingyun and heading to the dock, March 7th suddenly recalls something she overheard.
"Didn't they say the astrolabe failed, so they couldn't locate the pocket dimension entrance?"
Qingque: "Master Diviner fixed the astrolabe issue the moment she returned to the Commission."
March 7th: "Forget I asked."
Qingque's piloting skills are decent, and after a while, the starskiff docks steadily at the port.
"Qian Gate 17 dock, I'm back~~"
The first time was to pick up Bai Xiao.
The second was to go to Exalting Sanctum to meet the guests.
This third time is to bring the guests to the Divination Commission.
Normally, she doesn't use this dock for commuting or sneaking off to slack.
The group disembarks from the starskiff.
Qingque's tone takes on a rare seriousness.
"Now that we're on Divination Commission turf, let me give you a heads-up: don't wander around once we're deeper inside."
"Though you're Master Diviner's guests, she hates people who break rules, ask too many questions, or cause trouble… don't get on her bad side."
Welt: "We're just here to observe an interrogation and will leave after."
Qingque relaxes and leads the way.
Not far in, she scratches her head and stops.
"Huh? That's weird."
Staring at Qingque's back, March 7th smiles knowingly.
"Let me guess, is the door suddenly broken?"
Qingque's brain cells are in a frenzy, unable to figure out why the door is locked.
"I don't get it. The main gate's locked—it's never been locked before… and no one told me to bring a key…"
"Hey, no matter how bad the cafeteria food is, you can't serve guests a locked door!"
"Which idiot locked the gate?"
At that moment, a certain Sky Haven Clan man who recently slipped out of the Divination Commission sneezes.
"…Qingque, are you really from the Divination Commission?"
March 7th didn't want to doubt her, but now she has no choice.
A worker who can't get into their own workplace—how does that make sense?
Stelle: "Is it possible you got fired? Or maybe, something big's gone wrong in the Divination Commission."
Qingque shakes her head repeatedly.
"No way! I've already been demoted to managing the library—what more does she want?"
"Something going wrong is even less likely. Master Diviner's skills are top-notch."
"Don't panic. The Divination Commission has more than one door. I know a spot for emergency access."
"Guests, follow Qingque this way~~"
A few minutes later, the group passes through a secluded path and stops.
"Here we are." Qingque smiles lightly.
March 7th: "You seem pretty familiar with this route. You must sneak out this side door a lot when slacking, huh?"
"Girl, you've got sharp eyes! Everyone at the Divination Commission calls this the Freewander Gate."
Qingque's little face shows a hint of pride, openly admitting it.
"When we've got nothing to do, we often slip out this way to chill outside for a few hours."
"A few… hours? I didn't need to know that useless info." March 7th sighs.
Stelle: "Pardon my nosiness, but what's the Divination Commission's work schedule like?"
Qingque: "No overtime, four-hour shifts. Why?"
"Four-hour shifts, and you slack for several hours?"
Two to four counts as "several" hours.
Stelle looks at Qingque with deep confusion.
"Honestly, the fact that you haven't been fired by your boss is what I can't understand most."
"Maybe that's the art of managing the boss, hehe…"
Qingque grins and goes to open the door.
Two seconds later, her smile falters.
Five seconds later, her smile vanishes.
Ten seconds later, sweat beads on her forehead.
Oh no!
"Let me guess again—is this door locked too?" March 7th can't even look.
Qingque is genuinely panicking now.
"This blasted Stellaron corrosion, what kind of mess is this?"
"I'm done for. This door won't open either. If Master Diviner waits too long, she'll think unreliable Qingque botched the job again…"
March 7th covers her mouth, whispering to Stelle.
"She sent this person to pick us up and says she's not mad at us?"
Stelle: "She's definitely sent someone to mess with us on purpose."
"Both this door and the last one couldn't have been sabotaged by some evil traitor, could they?"
A certain Sky Haven Clan man sneezes again, rubbing his nose.
Who's this little cutie constantly thinking about him?
It's happening too often.
Probably that Master Diviner Fu, right?
Coming back to find her house ransacked, she's probably crying and throwing a fit, hiding under her blanket, shedding little pearls…
Leon thinks with some Elation.
Not his problem. If there's an issue, take a left to the Seat of Divine Foresight and find the general.
It's all the general's orders!
Or you could find Aha.
Aha's happy to take the blame anyway.
Welt: "If Miss Qingque doesn't mind, shall I take a look?"
"Huh? That's… not a problem, right? I mean, I was just being polite—it's no big deal."
"Mr. Yang, let me show you, this thing's pretty fun."
Stelle's gaze grows increasingly strange and complex.
Letting outsiders like them learn how to crack the door lock—is that really okay?
Compared to Yukong's caution, Qingque is just…
With talent like this in the Divination Commission, doesn't Master Diviner Fu get a headache?
Soon, Welt successfully opens the door.
Of course, from the player's perspective, it's part of the protagonist's puzzle-solving.
And there's one more thing to savor—
The ambush awaiting them after entering.