Over the past six months since his time travel, Zephyr often stayed up all night for the first two months. Why? He missed computers! He desperately wanted to play on a computer, especially because there were no computers available to him as a time traveler.

However, it was impossible to play.

With trembling fingers, he touched the familiar keyboard and opened a game on the desktop. Disappointingly, although he could open them, they would endlessly load. The games that did load were ones he knew very well, with content he had completely mastered.

As for online games, none of them could be accessed!

"What is a computer?"

"How do I explain this..." Zephyr scratched his cheek, unsure how to describe a computer to someone from another world. He knew how to use and play with computers but found it difficult to explain, "I'm just a user."

"Oh." The little girl nodded indifferently, intrigued by Zephyr's continuous operation of the computer—a very novel thing...

After being engrossed for a while, he realized there was a strange and eerie little girl beside him. Zephyr put aside his desire to keep playing; after all, this was just a dream, "What do you want to do?"

Previously unable to communicate, now that there was no language barrier, some things needed clarification.

"Just to confirm some things," the little girl stared at Zephyr for a moment before slowly saying, "You are very special."

"... As a time traveler, isn't that obvious?" Zephyr thought about his unique situation—born from a stone, though unfortunately not a monkey but a dragon.

"Entering your dream was troublesome, so from now on, you need to learn the common language."

"I've tried to master a foreign language from elementary school to university, but failed," Zephyr rubbed his head. Learning a new language seemed daunting, especially since he hadn't succeeded in over a decade. Hearing stories of people mastering English in a few months before his time travel made him realize he wasn't cut out for learning languages.

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"It's okay, I will give you the package of the common language." A faint light glowed on the little girl's finger, "Don't resist."

"... This is hard," Zephyr hesitated, worried it might be something controlling him.

"Then figure it out yourself." The light on her finger transformed into a book with a black cover, "As long as your mind can handle it, you can stay in the dream until you fully grasp it."

"Spare me..." Despite saying this, Zephyr took the black-covered book from her. Its contents were similar to his elementary school text books, each common word annotated with its corresponding Chinese character.

Wow, what's happening? His head felt unusually sharp. After suffering from communication difficulties, Zephyr earnestly studied several pages. Upon slight recollection, everything he read seemed... memorized!

Word perfect, wow, if he had such memory before time travel, he could have become a high-level translator even if he struggled elsewhere.

Thus, Zephyr became completely absorbed in this 'easy-to-learn' book. It wasn't thick, but when he reached halfway, no matter how much he flipped through, the thickness always remained the same.

While he was deeply engrossed in learning, the little girl imitated Zephyr's previous actions and sat in front of the computer, manipulating the dream-generated device. Due to varying depth of impressions, many software programs couldn't run, but some still could...

"Ahhh~" Suddenly hearing a moan, Zephyr's thoughts were abruptly pulled back. Hey, could that sound be...

Turning around sharply, sure enough, the computer was playing some explicit videos. Oh my god! How did she find those!?

"Erm, erm! You shouldn't watch these!" Quickly turning off the video, Zephyr called out awkwardly.

"Why?"

The little girl looked up at Zephyr, conveying her dissatisfaction without words.

"You're too young."

"I am twelve hundred years old."

"What!?" Zephyr's eyebrows twitched, suddenly feeling he had underestimated the world he traveled to. Looking around, he opened a drawer, took out headphones, and put them on the little girl, planning to study in the living room.

But opening the bedroom door revealed an ominous darkness outside, prompting him to quickly close the door. Ah, better not risk encountering that dangerous-looking darkness.

Glancing occasionally at the little girl staring at the computer, his learning efficiency dropped significantly. However, as time passed, the seemingly endless book gradually thinned. Just as he finished flipping through it, the little girl removed the headphones.

"... Did I imagine it, or is her face slightly flushed?" Ignoring Zephyr's gaze, she silently disappeared from the dream.

Leaving Zephyr standing there, confused—shouldn't she tell him how to wake up?

Perhaps just thinking about waking up would do it. As soon as he thought this, everything went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in his dragon form. Looking down at his claws, he thought, waking up like this is quite convenient. Such a vivid dream must come with a price.

He didn't feel the usual post-sleep vigor, but his mind was filled with knowledge—the common language learned in the dream.

"I..." Starting to speak in Chinese, Zephyr immediately switched to the common language he had quickly mastered thanks to the little girl's special method, "Can you understand me?"

"Yes." The little girl nuzzled against Zephyr's hand in response. This unexpected intimacy left him somewhat uncomfortable, given how sudden it was. His appearance couldn't possibly attract such a cute creature, right?

Even if she claimed to be twelve hundred years old.

"What exactly is your goal? There doesn't seem to be anything particularly appealing about me," Zephyr asked, puzzled.

"Everything about you attracts me," the little girl shook her head lightly, staring directly at him, "The most unlikely forbidden object, a cursed dragon."

"... What are you talking about? Am I cursed?"