Chapter 1

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In the year 2015 of the Fumal calendar, in the Western Ox-Head Continent, on Spirit Mountain, in the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The greatest Buddha in the world cultivates in this temple, generation after generation, using her supreme Buddhist law to bless all the people in the world to live in peace and contentment...

However, no one in the world knows that in the golden temple, there is a very unusual room. The room is filled with bookshelves, but the shelves are not filled with books, but with box after box of game and animation discs... In the middle of the room is a cushion, facing a 60-inch LCD TV.

Miss Rulai is sitting cross-legged on the cushion, holding a wireless controller, and is engrossed in playing a game on the TV!

The game is called "Summer Memories VII: Girls' Edition," telling the story of a little girl being pursued by a group of handsome and charming men. At this moment, Miss Rulai is playing a key scene where one of the male protagonists confesses to her, moved to tears, unable to control herself...

Miss Rulai is 28 years old, a spinster, with a face that is absolutely flawless, a beauty among ten thousand, with a figure that is curvaceous and alluring, a woman among women. In theory, she should not be single, but she is, because she is a super, super, super ultimate otaku. All her free time is spent playing games and watching animations, unwilling to leave home even a step. In such a situation, it would be a miracle if she could get married.

Two-dimensional love has an irresistible appeal to her, but three-dimensional... well...

An annoying knock on the door disrupted the tranquility of the room. Outside the door, the voice of Bodhisattva Puxian said, "Miss Rulai, the wishes of the devotees from temples around the world have been compiled and organized. This is today's wish list..."

Miss Rulai grumbled unhappily, "I'm busy, I don't have time to look at any wish list. Just read the highlights."

"As you command," Bodhisattva Puxian read aloud through the door, "Ms. Zhang from Qinghe, burned several incense sticks, bowed five hundred times, offered a basket of buns, two apples, and two pears, and prayed for a big, healthy baby boy..."

"Approved. Fulfill her wish, let her get pregnant next month, and give birth to a son ten months later." Miss Rulai waved her hand, and boundless Buddhist law transformed into golden light, flying through the sky for eighty thousand miles, and infused into Ms. Zhang's body in Qinghe.

Bodhisattva Puxian continued, "Mr. Li from Hengcheng, offered half an eaten chicken leg, no incense or candles, and prayed for a promotion and wealth..."

"Too casual with the offering? Not sincere! Ignore his wish. Also, for his disrespect to the Buddha, make him trip and fall."

Bodhisattva Puxian wiped his sweat and continued, "Eunuch devotee, the thirty-second public, burned several incense sticks, bowed two thousand times, offered a game disc and a romantic animation, and prayed for a novel that would become popular..."

"Game disc? Romantic animation?" Miss Rulai was overjoyed, "Very sincere, a model devotee. Fulfill his wish, double the readers of his novel."

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After a long time, Miss Rulai finally finished dealing with today's wishes from the people and picked up the game controller again.

Bodhisattva Puxian laughed bitterly through the door, "Miss Rulai, shouldn't you put down the game controller and step out of the door? In recent years, all the gods and Buddhas have introduced you to one hundred and seventy-five excellent male deities. They are all dressed neatly, handsome, holding flowers, and waiting for you in the most luxurious cafes, but you have stood them all up. If this continues, you really won't be able to get married."

"Pfft, compared to dating shallow male deities, I'd rather play a few more dating games." Miss Rulai's eyes sparkled as she looked at the two-dimensional handsome men on the screen, muttering to herself, "So handsome... Men like these in two-dimensional space don't exist in reality. I don't want a real male deity!"

"Deities don't exist in reality!" Bodhisattva Puxian was furious, "Oh, no, that's not what I want to complain about. What I want to complain about is: what's so good about a man made of lines and colored blocks?"

"His good points are too many to list... handsome, charming, filial, good at housework, and a great cook. Most importantly, he doesn't discriminate against otakus, and he even said he loves otakus the most... Ah, if there were such a man in reality, I would marry him." Miss Rulai stared at the screen, unwilling to blink.

Bodhisattva Puxian left Miss Rulai's room dejectedly and walked to the main hall of the Great Thunderclap Temple, where a large group of bodhisattvas were in a meeting. Seeing Bodhisattva Puxian enter, Bodhisattva Manjushri quickly asked, "How did it go? Is Miss Rulai willing to go on a date today?"

"Of course not!" Bodhisattva Puxian said dejectedly, "She still says two-dimensional men are better. For many years, no matter how we threaten or entice her, no matter how handsome the male deities are, we can't get her to go on a date... Sigh! What should we do?"

Bodhisattva Manjushri laughed bitterly, "It seems we have to give in to her. Let's all go and look for the kind of man she wants. Maybe there really is such a type? If we find him, invite him to the Western Paradise to marry her. That should work, right?"

"Alright, I'll inform all the gods and Buddhas to help Miss Rulai find her ideal man, one who is handsome, charming, filial, good at housework, a great cook, and loves otakus... I'm dizzy, everything else is fine, but that last part... how does it feel like such a man doesn't exist in the world?"

"Try your best, maybe you'll find him in some mental hospital?" Bodhisattva Manjushri laughed bitterly and flew out.

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In the year 2015 of the Fumal calendar, in the Eastern Victory Continent, in the Tang Dynasty, in the capital, in a residential area on the Fifth Ring Road.

Early in the morning, Tang Sen stretched, got out of bed, walked to the bathroom sink, put the toothbrush in his mouth, and while brushing his teeth, silently memorized English words in his head...

Tang Sen, male, 1.80 meters tall, 20 years old, a second-year student at the Capital University, academically and morally excellent, with a handsome face and a well-built body. Apart from not being wealthy, he is the epitome of a perfect man in every other aspect.

By the time he finished brushing his teeth, Tang Sen had already reinforced his memory of over fifty English words. Then he started thinking about math formulas, walked to the kitchen, cracked eggs into a frying pan, placed it on the stove, and at the same time, poured milk into a pot and placed it on the stove. He handled the food in both pans with his left and right hands, while still silently reciting math formulas in his head.

The pace of life might be a bit too fast, a bit busy and tiring, but he still had a smile on his face, full of confidence.

Tang Sen called out loudly to the master bedroom, "Mom, breakfast will be ready soon, you should get up... If you sleep in any longer, I'll leave for school..."

A young woman's drowsy voice came from the bedroom, "I know, put the breakfast on the table, Mom needs to sleep a bit more... I worked too late last night and haven't woken up yet..."

Tang Sen didn't mind his mother sleeping in, just smiled, put the breakfast on the table in the living room, then put on his backpack and walked out of the house.

He rode out his beloved bicycle, the "Little White Dragon," from the building, alternately pedaling with his feet, the bicycle slowly entering the road. The cool morning breeze blew his hair back, and a young woman passing by on the roadside accidentally saw his handsome face, staring in a daze, almost falling to the ground.

Tang Sen politely smiled and waved at the woman, then pedaled away quickly...

Such incidents were not uncommon. Often, women would fall on the road because they were staring at his face. He had seen it many times, and his response to such girls had evolved from initial panic to current composure, having gone through many growing pains.

After half an hour of cycling, he arrived at Capital University. Tang Sen parked his bicycle in the designated area and was about to head to the teaching building when suddenly, a cute little girl blocked his path. The girl was extremely beautiful, tall and graceful, almost cheating, with a red face and tightly clenched fists, as if determined, she loudly said, "Tang Sen, please listen to me... I... I... I fell in love with you from the day I entered this school. If... if you don't mind, can... can you be my boyfriend?"

Here we go again! Tang Sen laughed bitterly from the bottom of his heart. He often encountered such girls. Sigh! Although he didn't want to disappoint the girls' pure and beautiful love, he wasn't a man who would date just any girl...

Tang Sen straightened his posture, showing a serious and earnest expression, and said solemnly, "What are your hobbies?"

"Oh?" The cute girl blushed and said shyly, "I... I like traveling, running, swimming, dancing, singing... In short, I'm a very healthy and lively girl. I can handle both the hall and the kitchen. I think... we will get along very well."

Without hesitation, Tang Sen replied, "You are a good girl, but you are too lively. We are not suitable... I only like otakus. Women who are not otakus are not for me in this life."

With that, Tang Sen waved and walked away gracefully...

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