There weren’t many villains as mature and calm as An Yu. She even knew to lock the door.
An Yu nodded proudly, praising her clever self in her heart.
She was practically the embodiment of composure!
……
“Mmm, my bed, my pillow. I missed you!”
With that thought, An Yu dove onto the bed with a SWOOSH, expressionlessly hugging the pillow and rolling around.
No helping it—the bed was that comfortable. Even the most mature and calm villain needed rest.
Yet, for some reason, though she had been sleepy, the moment An Yu lay down, she became wide awake.
Perhaps it was the absence of all that noisy chatter.
Anyway, it was still early. An Yu lazily half-opened her eyes, staring blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling.
Suddenly, she remembered something and turned to rummage around.
“Mmm… let me see… found it!”
From the bedside drawer, An Yu pulled out the phone she had been longing for.
An Yu relaxed. She had almost messed up because of sleep. Playing on the phone was just as important as sleeping.
Holding the phone, her small hand slid gently. It unlocked effortlessly.
Still has battery… but the original owner didn’t even set a password.
Though a bit odd, An Yu didn’t dwell on it. Her curiosity about this world’s phone far outweighed everything else.
An Yu quickly swiped the phone, faster and faster……
Touched. So touched. So smooth. As expected of a rich miss’s phone. Back then, I could only use eighteenth-hand knockoffs.
Though her face remained expressionless, An Yu was nearly moved to tears.
The deeper she explored, the stranger it felt.
Not only did the original owner not set a password, there wasn’t a single entertainment app on the phone. Forget games—she didn’t even watch videos.
Most absurdly, there were no social apps.
This high-performance phone was practically a brick in the original owner’s hands. Besides basic calling, she used nothing.
What a waste!
Did the original owner have no interests besides green-tea-ing An Qing?
Not even a trace left on the phone?
Terrifying. No wonder the original could destroy An Qing’s relationships with green tea tactics—she could resist playing on her phone!
An Yu couldn’t do that. So……
She decided to enjoy the phone for the original owner!
An Yu opened the app store, downloaded a few popular social apps in this world, registered accounts, and then—guided by some impulse—downloaded a four-character FPS game. Her gaming journey began.
***
Ning Dongli was extremely irritated today. She wore an oversized pajama, heedless of the spring scenery flashing into view, and sat cross-legged on the sofa with a tightly furrowed brow.
Ten losses in a row. Ten straight losses. Every teammate was a bot. Why were there healers who couldn’t even walk in the highest rank?!
Unable to stand it, Ning Dongli turned on her mic and started flaming. But someone immediately defended!
You xxx, you’re negative too. Why are you opening your x mic!
After verbally demolishing the two, Ning Dongli calmed down. Since ranked was unwinnable, she’d go pub-stomp in casual!
Hmph. Who made Lord Dongli in a bad mood today?
Little casual fishies, prepare to die!
Just as she was about to queue for casual to lift her spirits, the front door opened. A tall girl walked in.
For some reason, she looked dejected.
While selecting her character, Ning Dongli leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the entering girl, and asked curiously, “Sis? What’s wrong?”
The girl immediately turned to Ning Dongli. Her expression collapsed, looking utterly depressed:
“Dongli, do I… smell?”
As she spoke, she leaned in, gesturing for Ning Dongli to sniff.
The girl was Ning Wanciu. Today, she had gone shopping with Cheng Shimumeng and Huai Xiang as usual before coming home, but she really couldn’t muster any enthusiasm.
For some reason, An Yu’s figure filled her mind.
Today’s An Yu was very strange, constantly sniffing around her. This made Ning Wanciu worry that she had some bad odor, causing An Yu’s reaction.
“Hah?” Ning Dongli’s expression twisted. She had no idea what her sister was talking about: “Big sis, what’s wrong with you?”
“Please… help me, Dongli, please…”
“Hiss… fine, fine. I got it. Don’t make that face.”
Ning Dongli waved her hand in annoyance, then pinched her nose and sniffed reluctantly.
“Well?”
Ning Wanciu looked at her expectantly.
“Mhm. Definitely smells.” Ning Dongli nodded expressionlessly, merciless in her words.
“R-Really… so that’s why she…… uuu… how am I supposed to face people tomorrow…”
Ning Wanciu showed no surprise, fully believing Ning Dongli. She muttered incomprehensible things about not being able to face people and fled to the bathroom to shower.
Ning Dongli watched everything……
“Seriously, why is she so weird today?”
Ning Dongli pouted. She had lied about the smell—she hadn’t smelled anything.
Who told her to interrupt my gaming?
Seeing the score on her phone gradually evening out, Ning Dongli grew angrier.
“Damn it, another healer!”
Ignoring Ning Wanciu’s thoughts, Ning Dongli threw herself fully into the game.
But even so, this casual match was grueling.
Not only did she fail to stomp, she got stomped instead. The enemy was also high-ranked.
And she could swear—this healer was the most absurd she’d ever seen.
Pressed skill but didn’t release. Switched to melee but couldn’t switch back to gun. Held heals and wouldn’t give them to her!
“This is casual… this is casual… I endure… I endure!”
Ning Dongli gritted her teeth, anger burning in her eyes.
No choice—she had encountered this for ten straight games. This eleventh, she was truly at her limit.
She operated silently, trying to steady her mindset.
In the end……
She stopped the losing streak. The score ended 13-12. With every ounce of skill, Ning Dongli still won!
Her mood instantly lifted. She decided not to hold back.
While unpacking, she turned on her mic.
“You trash……”
“Sorry, I’m too noob.”
She had just started when the healer’s voice cut in.
The voice was cold as ice yet carried a natural sweetness. In an instant, all her negative emotions vanished, as if her soul had been purified.
“No problem. Wanna queue up next game?”
The words slipped out, but there was no response.
“Ah… went offline.”
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