Under Pei Ran's shocked gaze, he swallowed a large mouthful of fruit. "Sweet."

-

After a few training matches, the TZG Coach's WeChat was completely blown up.

"It's all people asking if I tricked you into joining the team. They're even calling me sinister for keeping it a secret from them." The Coach sneered. "Hilarious. If I really managed to get you, wouldn't I have to take a megaphone to their base and announce it ten or eight times?"

Yan Zhun was leaning back in his gaming chair, having a sniper duel with someone. Three seconds later, he took out the opponent with a headshot.

"Nice!" The Coach leaned against the back of his gaming chair. "So what do you think? Are you going to give me this chance to announce it?"

Yan Zhun scoffed, 'Why is everyone asking me for a chance today?'

"Not giving it to you," Yan Zhun said. "If you keep nagging, I'm heading back."

"Don't. The room's all ready for you, sleep here tonight." The Coach was long used to this. "Then can you come over often in the future to give them some practice?"

Lin Xuhuan wailed, "Don't! He'll make me so tilted I'll shut down."

The Coach said, "The point is to make you shut down so you can't be so arrogant. You're spouting trash talk in your streams every day. I think you feel your salary is too high."

"What does it matter..." Lin Xuhuan muttered. "Bro, how many people are in that building?"

After the training match, everyone else went for skewers. Lin Xuhuan wasn't feeling well and couldn't eat them, so he could only stay behind and beg Yan Zhun to play duo-squads with him.

"Four, full squad. I knocked down three," Yan Zhun switched to his assault rifle. "Push the building."

The game ended. They were sniped by a god-tier cheater and got second place.

Yan Zhun thought it was boring; there were more and more cheaters in this game. Just as he was about to close the game, he caught sight of a certain friend who was online.

He immediately sent an invitation.

"Not playing anymore? Bro?" Lin Xuhuan asked, seeing he wasn't readying up.

Yan Zhun said, "Don't know."

Lin Xuhuan asked, "...What do you mean, you don't know?"

Yan Zhun lit a cigarette. "Depends if he responds to me."

Lin Xuhuan was about to ask again when a person suddenly appeared on the game screen. This person was wearing the white default outfit, clearly a newbie at a glance.

"Who's this?" The Coach leaned in warily. "Someone from another team?"

He couldn't think of anyone who could make Yan Zhun say something like that.

These words reached Pei Ran's ears through Lin Xuhuan's always-on microphone. It sounded like Yan Zhun wasn't in his dorm.

He himself didn't know why he'd gotten on the game so late at night. When he saw the invitation from Yan Zhun, he subconsciously accepted it.

Pei Ran glanced at the colorfully dressed stranger with an unfamiliar ID next to him and asked, "Did you invite the wrong person?"

"Nope, nope, not the wrong person," Lin Xuhuan said hurriedly.

He had seen this person in 197's stream VODs—BabyRan, Yan Zhun's boss.

"Ready up, Baby Ran. We're about to start, we'll carry you."

After entering the game's waiting lobby, Lin Xuhuan turned off his mic. "Bro, is this your boss?"

Yan Zhun grunted in affirmation and extinguished the cigarette after taking only a couple of puffs.

Lin Xuhuan walked up to Pei Ran's game character. "But from the looks of it... he doesn't seem that rich. He's not even using any skins."

Yan Zhun couldn't be bothered to answer him. He turned on his mic and asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"

Pei Ran said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Mm, walk less. Skip any useless classes."

Lin Xuhuan: "Bro, you're being a bad influence on your boss!"

"You think he's like you?" Pei Ran heard Yan Zhun lazily reply to the person beside him. "My boss is very well-behaved, he can't be led astray."

The light from the computer screen shone on Pei Ran's face, clearly illuminating the faint pink that appeared at the base of his ears.

Pei Ran pressed his lips together and couldn't help but take a sip of water.

When Lin Xuhuan and the others first found out that Yan Zhun had become a paid companion gamer, they were all shocked.

They had even privately discussed Yan Zhun's price. Their Assaulter said that while Yan Zhun was strong, his personality was nothing to compliment. It wasn't that he had a bad temper, just that he didn't like to talk and was cold—a hundred yuan an hour would be the absolute maximum.

Lin Xuhuan had given the highest estimate, guessing two hundred—though the boss would probably report and blacklist him in one go afterward.

Two games later, Lin Xuhuan's previous thoughts were completely overturned.

He personally saw Yan Zhun drop a fully kitted gun in front of BabyRan. "Pei Ran, get buffed."

The gunshots on the mountain sounded like firecrackers. The person who usually ran faster than anyone at the sound of gunfire was now following behind BabyRan, looting a remote area. "We'll go after he's done looking through this house."

The most fucking incredible thing was.

After BabyRan died, Yan Zhun wiped out the team that killed him, then pulled out a grenade.

And killed himself with it.

And killed himself with it.

And killed himself with it...

Lin Xuhuan stared, dumbfounded, at the two death crates lying side by side.

After a long moment, he turned his head and asked faintly, "Bro... just how much money did you scam out of him?"