After watching Little Cutie’s match, Ji You felt very conflicted inside.
This Little Cutie didn’t use many fancy or glamorous combat techniques; he just relentlessly fired cannonballs at his opponent! First came the dense bombardment forcing the opponent to keep their distance, followed by targeted sniping...
Such a combat style was both straightforward and fierce, creating a visually stunning effect.
Despite her conflicted feelings, Ji You found it absolutely impossible to adopt Little Cutie’s style.
Because it costs a fortune.
Being frugal, how could she allow herself to fight so extravagantly? Winning a match would burn through so many points... Ji You roughly estimated the various types of cannonballs used by Little Cutie; a battle lasting less than 2 minutes consumed at least 50-100 points.
Ji You felt the pain.
After leaving the spectator seat, Ji You thought for a moment and dialed Sheng Qingyan’s contact number.
It took a few seconds before the call connected.
Sheng Qingyan, yawning and looking lethargic, squinted his eyes and asked, "What’s up, poor dead, looking for me this late? Just to be clear—no lending money!"
Ji You scolded, "What a ghost! You poor dead, your entire fortune doesn’t even make 1000 credit points, why would I borrow from you?"
Hearing it wasn’t about borrowing money, Sheng Qingyan’s expression immediately improved a bit and he asked, "What do you need me for? Let me emphasize again, helping you fight is out of the question..."
Ji You couldn’t help rolling her eyes, disdainfully responding, "With your decrepit look, do you think I’d be crazy enough to ask you for help in a fight?"
Sheng Qingyan, covering his mouth and yawning incessantly: "Then what do you want from me? I’m dead tired... I need to sleep and rise early for beauty rest..."
Ji You asked, "Did you register for the online competition?"
Seeing a change in Sheng Qingyan’s lazy face to one of caution, he asked, "No! What are you asking that for?"
Ji You gave him a sidelong glance and said, "With your dumb look, even if you dressed up as a monkey, I could recognize you instantly! Stop hiding, that ninth-ranked Little Cutie, is it you?"
Sheng Qingyan’s mouth twitched slightly, but he still denied, saying, "Not me! Why would I go fighting? What’s the point... I’d rather spend that time squatting in front of the Green Glaze Master’s shop..."
Hearing this, Ji You confirmed, saying, "I knew it was you."
Sheng Qingyan stomped his feet anxiously, insisting, "I told you it’s not me! I really don’t know what you’re talking about!"
Ji You glanced at him, speaking ominously, "With your suicidal behavior, getting caught for your real identity would indeed get you beaten up in a sack."
Sheng Qingyan stomped again, urgently saying, "I told you it’s not me... If you keep this up, I’ll stop talking to you."
With that, he immediately hung up the call.
Protesting too much proves it’s true, that person is indeed Sheng Qingyan.
Now that Ji You was certain, she didn’t care whether Sheng Qingyan denied it or not; she started considering who to challenge next or whose challenge to accept.
To secure qualifications for the finals, she was just a bit short, but that bit required her full effort and left no room for Ji You to hold back.
Just as Ji You was still undecided, she suddenly received a message:
Sheng Qingyan: [Poor dead, are you also in the competition? Can you secretly tell me your name? I’ll keep it a secret...]
Ji You: [I’m not participating.]
Sheng Qingyan: [Lying to the dead.]
Ji You: [So what if I lie to the dead?]
Sheng Qingyan: [You’re enraging Little Cutie!]
Sheng Qingyan, seeing that Ji You refused to say, cursed secretly and didn’t bother with it anymore. The task given by his Elder Sheng was just to make it to the finals; there wasn’t a requirement for any specific ranking, so Sheng Qingyan made sure to play a few matches every day just to secure his qualification for the finals.
For now, he had secured his spot in the finals, so Sheng Qingyan simply went to sleep soundly.
Ji You flipped through the list and decided to directly challenge the top 10 players, thus she hovered undecided among the names of Lord Mo who was tenth, Little Cutie who was ninth, and Black Smoke who was eighth.
Just as she was hesitating, she suddenly received a challenge request: [King’s Expedition challenges you, accept or reject?]
What’s the deal with this King’s Expedition and Hero King?
Are they targeting her and not planning to let her go?
Ji You directly chose to reject, and this time, she didn’t even bother to find a reason, but instantly challenged Lord Mo, who was ranked tenth.
On Lord Mo’s side, seeing Ji You’s expression, he almost without hesitation immediately accepted.
In a flash, Ji You was transported into a new arena.
As soon as the audience saw Ji You enter, they immediately started heckling, asking: "Rag Queen! What Mecha are you using today? Haven’t seen the antique mechs for a while, really miss them."
Ji You rolled her eyes and without another word, she flashed her cool Blade.
Audience A: "First day the antique mech is gone, miss it."
Audience B: "Second day the antique mech is gone, miss it."
Audience C: "N+1th day the antique mech is gone, miss it."
Audience D: "Miss it... Miss it... Miss it..."
Ji You looked around, smiled slyly, and said: "Thank you for liking it, the antique mech has given me many beautiful memories, but if I no longer love it, I just don’t love it anymore, now it can only stay in my heart."
The audience immediately cursed: "Scumbag! You big scumbag!"
Ji You chuckled, pointing at her own face, and said: "Where do you see me as a scumbag? I’m clearly a scumgirl."
So shamelessly confident, what could the audience say?
On the other side, Lord Mo, looking at the interaction between Rag Queen and the audience, suddenly said: "Scumgirl."
Lord Mo: "Today I shall act as the agent of heaven and eliminate this scumgirl, please everyone support me, give me encouragement!"
Audience: "Lord Mo is mighty! Lord Mo is awesome! Lord Mo is incredible! Lord Mo, go for it..."
Ji You took a deep breath, slightly helplessly said: "Lord Mo dude, wasn’t there a saying on the forum that every time you compete, you are sparing with words, and you prefer not to talk if possible?"
Could this person in front of her be a fake Lord Mo?
Hearing this, Lord Mo looked towards Ji You and suddenly smiled, saying: "I find you very interesting, so I must defeat you."
These two things, are they related?
Shouldn’t the correct approach be to make friends if you find someone interesting?