FYN Chapter 83: Is playing games just for the sake of playing games?
Chapter 83: Is playing games just for the sake of playing games?
After finishing their meal and resting for a while, Lü Zhizhe asked Chen Che to help him move the computer to his bedroom. The computer weighed at least several dozen kilograms after assembly, and it was basically too heavy for one person to move.
"Okay, shall we take a taxi?" Xu Zhen drove away the Wuling van we just bought, so we don't have a car to use now.
Lu Zhizhe smiled and took out his BMW car keys from his pocket: "Why take a taxi? I'll drive myself."
The two of them carried the main unit to a blue BMW 5 Series parked in a parking space not far away. Lü Zhizhe had Chen Che sit in the back seat with the main unit.
Chen Che looked around inside and found no random decorations or dolls, only some basic tissues and bottled water.
Lu Zhizhe lived not far away. While driving there, Chen Che casually started chatting: "Brother, that's impressive. You haven't even graduated yet and you're already driving a 5 Series."
Lu Zhizhe smiled and said, "It's not mine. This is my mom's car. She doesn't drive it much. Cars are prone to breaking down if they're not driven. I might as well drive it."
When this topic came up, Lü Zhizhe had something to say, casually remarking, "She also thinks it's too flashy for me to drive a BMW now."
"I think, maybe a little bit." Chen Che thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.
"Bullshit, I'm thinking I'll practice driving in a BMW, and then get a Porsche to drive after graduation, isn't that perfect?"
My dad still disagrees. He says, "He earns so much money but doesn't spend it himself, so shouldn't I help him spend it? Sigh."
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Soon the two entered a residential area next to the school. Although it didn't look very high-end, it was still a good place to improve living conditions. It had two apartments per floor, and Lü Zhizhe rented one of them, enjoying the 100-square-meter apartment all to himself.
Upon entering, you'll see the living room directly ahead. There's a Sony TV on the wall, and a PS3 console on the TV cabinet below.
The coffee table was covered with various snacks such as potato chips, dried meat, and Snickers chocolate.
The two carried the computer into the bedroom and connected it to the monitor, completing the final step. Lü Zhizhe breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "Now the specs are maxed out. I can finally play games to my heart's content."
"What do you play?" Chen Che asked casually. "League of Legends? Dungeon Fighter Online? Or something like Fantasy Westward Journey?"
Chen Che thought about it and concluded that it was most likely that a rich guy like Lü Zhizhe would play Fantasy Westward Journey.
Lu Zhizhe shook his head and said, "I don't play any of them, but I play JX3 (Sword Net 3)."
"Oh," Chen Che thought for a moment. He had never played it but had heard of it. It seemed to be a martial arts version of Warcraft. Since Warcraft, all MMOs have had its shadow.
"So you'd be the raid leader and lead a raid, right?" Chen Che had also played World of Warcraft for a while. The feeling of leading a dozen or twenty people to successfully conquer a dungeon was quite rewarding, and it could also improve one's language and organizational skills.
Unexpectedly, Lü Zhizhe scoffed, "Brother, you've got it wrong. Do you play games just for the sake of playing games?"
"What do you mean?" Chen Che was taken aback.
"Hehe," Lu Zhizhe smiled mysteriously, "Let me tell you, there are a lot of girls playing this game."
I specifically joined a local group chat to arrange a romantic meeting, and we're having a great time chatting. We'll probably be meeting up soon.
"Oh," Chen Che suddenly realized, "that's what online dating is all about meeting in real life."
"You're right, otherwise who would waste time playing games?" Lu Zhizhe nodded.
"Alright, I reckon my in-game partner will be online soon, I'll get ready first."
"Okay, I'll be going then." Chen Che got up to leave, but Lü Zhizhe stopped him instead: "Brother, I'm not kicking you out. You can play in the living room for a while if you want. You can eat whatever snacks you want. It's just that I need to spend some time with my sister first."
"Okay." Chen Che nodded and came out of Lü Zhizhe's bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Lu Zhizhe logged into his game account, whose game ID was "Pure Love Purple Clouds" and whose sect was Chunyang.
Chunyang is a sect with two cultivation methods. Lü Zhizhe mainly cultivates Zixia Gong, which is abbreviated as Qi Chun.
After standing in the Tai Chi Square for a while, Lu Zhizhe saw the notification that his love interest had logged in. He skillfully logged into their private YY chat room and shouted in a greasy tone, "Baby, you're finally online!"
Another user with the ID "Princess Green Ivy" spoke in a soft, sweet female voice: "Yes, baby, I just glanced at your equipment interface, and you bought the newly released white hair?"
With Lü Zhizhe's spending power, spending a few hundred yuan wouldn't even bat an eye. He shook his head and said with feigned deep affection, "It wasn't bought. It was when I was standing in Taiji Square thinking of you that the snow in Chunyang turned white."
"Wow, you must be freezing!" The other person chimed in, getting into character.
"No, because when I think of you, my heart feels warm, and I don't feel cold anymore."
"No wonder my eyelids have been twitching all day, baby. I knew it was you who were thinking of me every single moment."
"Let's start by playing the arena today."
"Okay, you start recruiting, and then invite a random person to join."
"OK."
Lu Zhizhe opened the recruitment menu, put up a title, "Qi Hua 2=1", and soon received a lot of applications to join the group. Lu Zhizhe reviewed them one by one, and was not very satisfied with the first few.
Then, a fellow disciple with white hair, wearing a lotus leaf hat, a sword-and-tea set, and carrying a Night Talk White Egret on his back, caught my eye. His ID was "Practice the Most Ruthless Sword" and he used the Taixu Sword Intent, which is commonly known as Sword Pure.
An aura of a powerful figure rushed over from the internet connection. Without hesitation, Lü Zhizhe clicked "accept" and then privately messaged the other party using his YY channel number.
Jian Chun entered YY, his voice a cold, youthful tone. Without any unnecessary words, he simply said, "Let's line up."
Lü Zhizhe certainly didn't pick the wrong teammates. Jian Chun was incredibly strong, using both attack and control abilities. He was like a leech, sticking to the enemy healer relentlessly. By the end of the game, even the enemy healer's hands were sore.
Later, when I was matched with this healer again, the other player chose to just give up, saying that they came to play games to relax and have fun, and there was no need to play so hard.
But people who really want to win don't have smiles on their faces; they don't have time to joke around with you.
"Baby, you did such a good job with the spring mud paste. I was under a lot of pressure, but when you were nursing me, I felt so much more at ease."
Sister Hua also feigned shyness and said, "Baby, you're great too. You controlled the opponent very well in time, otherwise I would have been in danger as well."
While waiting in line, Lü Zhizhe and his love interest, Sister Hua, were oblivious to everyone else, when Jian Chun's indifferent voice came through the microphone:
"Milk Flower, I just reviewed the replay, and your Spring Mud could have been used a little longer. Wait until the opponent uses another skill before using it, then it will be just right."
"Qi Pure, there was no need to rush back to protect our Healer. We could have crippled the Hidden Sword first to divide the battlefield, and then we could have turned around and it would have been a three-on-two fight, which would have been much easier."
There was a moment of silence in YY, then Jian Chun asked again, "Are you done? I've queued up."
After playing a few more games, he always won more than he lost, still relying on Jian Chun to dominate the game. Lu Zhizhe was just thinking about whether to recruit him as a regular teammate when he went in to queue for another game. The opponent was Ce Zangxiu.
This game was very difficult because the healer made a mistake and was caught out by the opponent. Lü Zhizhe had to turn back and use Zhen Shan He to protect his relationship, which led to the loss of the whole game.
During the post-match debriefing, Sister Hua said with a sad tone, "Baby, I'm sorry, I dragged you down."
Lu Zhizhe comforted her, "Baby, it's okay. It's just a game. Winning or losing isn't important."
Hua Jie's eyes reddened with emotion upon hearing this, and her voice choked with emotion. Jian Chun said in a serious tone, "Qi Chun, there is definitely a problem with your choice of position."
It's obvious we should decisively let the healer go, then we can switch healers and fight two against two. This way, we'll have a health advantage and invulnerability to survive, which will greatly increase our chances of winning.
"..."
Lu Zhizhe, of course, didn't take it seriously: "That's definitely impossible. I must prioritize protecting my romantic relationship."
The two exchanged a few more words before Jian Chun got impatient: "What will you do next time you encounter this situation? Won't you still lose? How are you going to rank up if you keep losing?"
"So what if we lose? If we're not going to fight, then we're out of here," Lu Zhizhe said indifferently.
Jian Chun sneered in YY: "You're hopeless. The reputation of our Chunyang Palace is ruined by trash like you. Heh, goodbye."
After saying that, Jian Chun left YY and deleted his friends.
There was another moment of silence in the YY chat room. Finally, Sister Hua spoke first, timidly asking, "Baby, am I really that bad?"
Lu Zhizhe comforted her, "Baby, it's okay. No matter when or where, I will protect you and ensure your safety for the rest of your life."
"Waaah, baby, you're so good," Sister Hua said through the voice message, sniffling.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll sing you a song, don't be sad," said Lü Zhizhe, while squeezing out a deep and sexy bubbly male voice.
"Unknowingly, without questioning, without feeling pain or itch, how much time has passed..."
On an uncertain night, tears silently streamed down her face in the alley...
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I think this relationship that never ends is destined to fail.
"Baby, our love will never fail~"