Chapter 2: Snowy Night, Tenth Anniversary, Night Shift Internet Cafe Manager
Ling Chen, after a slight moment of doubt, shook his head and replied to the proprietress, "Proprietress, it's not that I don't want to play. It's mainly that your judgment isn't very good; the people you find are too low-skilled. I can pin them to the ground and rub them with only half a hand."
"There's no sense of accomplishment."
Hearing Ling Chen's explanation, Chen Guo's face showed an awkward smile as she recalled previous incidents.
From the first day this kid started working, Chen Guo realized he was an absolute Glory master.
Judging by Ling Chen's attitude, and the fact that he hasn't been fired yet, it's clear how astonishing his skill level is.
Chen Guo hadn't even found a single player who could defeat Ling Chen.
Every time Chen Guo saw Ling Chen acting smug, her teeth would itch with irritation.
She tried every possible method to find various masters to challenge Ling Chen, but to no avail.
However, Chen Guo seemed determined today to make Ling Chen play a game. She insisted, "Hehe, before, my judgment wasn't good; those people really weren't skilled."
"But this time, I definitely haven't misjudged. You'll know if you play a match. As long as you play one, I won't hold the previous matters against you."
Hearing the same old words, Ling Chen felt absolutely no interest.
However, Ling Chen's expression remained unchanged. He silently operated the game interface, skillfully opened the dungeon, and with a grin at the corner of his mouth, said, "With your judgment, which can't even tell the time, it's hard to recognize a master."
Chen Guo: "."
Seeing that Ling Chen seemed to be ignoring her and even making sarcastic remarks, Chen Guo felt a surge of anger.
She was the owner of Happy Internet Cafe, and if it weren't for his excellent gaming skills, which helped her win many PKs, she wouldn't indulge him so much.
Normally, Chen Guo would have let it go; ordinary masters truly couldn't challenge Ling Chen.
But the master who came today truly had some skill. Even she could tell that this person's strength was a tier above the so-called "masters" from before.
"Ling Chen! You're skipping work today, and you're smoking illegally... Internet cafe manager, you don't want your salary deducted, do you?" Chen Guo leaned close to Ling Chen's ear, whispering slowly like a demon.
"Uh..." Ling Chen felt a bit helpless.
This proprietress just loved finding people to spar with him.
Putting that aside, Chen Guo was quite good to him. That being said,
However, sparring with people whose skill was lower than his was still too difficult for him.
Seeing Ling Chen's hesitation, Chen Guo gritted her teeth: "Alright, as long as you defeat that master, I'll overlook your past transgressions. Everything before will be wiped clean. If you can utterly crush him, I'll give you an extra one hundred yuan bonus this month!"
"Oh, proprietress, you know, I really enjoy sparring with others too!" Hearing the offer of more money, Ling Chen decided to agree, "But sparring is quite physically demanding. I need to replenish my energy."
Chen Guo: "Another two hundred..."
"Tonight, watch me slaughter! Not even Jesus can save them." Ling Chen smiled.
After all, who would turn down money? If someone did, just add another two hundred.
Moreover, calculating the time, it was almost here.
Glory's tenth anniversary, Happy Internet Cafe, heavy snow, night shift internet cafe manager.
Distant memories continuously resurfaced. Ling Chen seemed to recall something and casually asked, "By the way, proprietress, which seat is he in?"
Chen Guo was a little excited to hear Ling Chen agree and asked, "Area C, number 47. Come, come, come, I'll take you to meet him. I'm telling you, he's amazing! In PK, the opponent can't even touch his clothes."
With that, Chen Guo pulled Ling Chen's sleeve and gestured towards the smoking area.
Ling Chen was startled. Area C, number 47. Goodness, it really was Ye Xiu.
The proprietress really did find him a peerless master.
At eleven o'clock at night, the crowd had not diminished; there were still many people in the internet cafe.
Passing through the non-smoking area, Chen Guo led Ling Chen to Area C, number 47.
A somewhat weathered young man appeared before them.
Chen Guo skillfully opened a machine next to this young man, at seat C48, and motioned for Ling Chen to sit there.
Then, Chen Guo turned back to look at the young man.
"Ye Qiu... oh, Ye Xiu, right!"
"Ye Xiu, we have a peerless master at our internet cafe. Would you like to spar with him?"
Ye Xiu's expression didn't change. He said while looking at the screen, "Mmm, impressive, not interested."
He didn't take the "master" Chen Guo spoke of seriously.
As a top professional, Ye Xiu's definition of a master was different from Chen Guo's. He only took it as Chen Guo trying to persuade him to help her play another PK.
Chen Guo pouted, quite dissatisfied with Ye Xiu's attitude.
But remembering the skill Ye Xiu had just displayed, she suppressed her annoyance and continued to ask, "This master's skill is very high! Just now, I showed him the match you played, and he said your skill isn't good enough. He said he wouldn't even need forty seconds to clear that match, thirty seconds would be enough!"
This time, hearing Chen Guo's words, Ye Xiu was stunned. He carefully calculated the thirty-second scenario.
That last match, he treated it as a casual pastime and didn't operate seriously. Coupled with his unfamiliarity with Chen Guo's account, it took him forty seconds to finish the fight.
However, within that short match, his rich experience had given him sufficient understanding of Chen Guo's account.
And if he went all out and played again with Chen Guo's account, he could finish off that opponent in thirty seconds—no, even twenty-five seconds in PK.
A thirty-second skill level... might be on the edge of professional level.
Such a level was quite high for Chen Guo, but for himself, it was normal.
After all, he was among the very top players in the professional scene.
After some calculation, Ye Xiu smiled. He no longer had much interest in the "master" Chen Guo spoke of.
He had passed the stage of seeking victory and had returned to the pure love of the game itself.
After all, when it came to glory, who could surpass him?
Chen Guo saw Ye Xiu's lack of interest and turned her head to look at Ling Chen, who appeared idle and carefree.
Although the two looked quite different, for some reason, she suddenly felt that there was a strange sense of similarity between them.
Chen Guo also felt a bit helpless and said, "You said you wanted to come work as an internet cafe manager before, right?"
Yi Xiu was startled and came back to his senses: "Yes, I want to work the night shift!"
Chen Guo nodded with a mischievous smile: "Actually, we're not really short of internet cafe managers here. That internet cafe manager recruitment notice is from a long time ago."
"As for internet cafe managers, one more doesn't make a difference, one less doesn't make a difference."
"Oh, alright."
Hearing this, Ye Xiu's expression clearly showed some disappointment, but he quickly recovered, pulled out a cigarette case from his pocket, and directly put a cigarette in his mouth.
He took two puffs and started smoking.
"Hey, Yi Xiu, aren't you going to ask if I agree!"
Having said something clearly meant to refuse, Chen Guo grew a little anxious when she saw Ye Xiu's lack of reaction.
Ye Xiu took a drag, and a wisp of smoke drifted past his eyes: "Proprietress, doesn't your meaning imply that you don't want me?"
Chen Guo suddenly felt that communicating with Ye Xiu was similar to communicating with Ling Chen.
Both of them had a nonchalant, indifferent demeanor.
She was well aware of Ling Chen's strength. He usually helped her with dungeons and sparring, and he had never lost.
Thinking of this, Chen Guo couldn't help but come up with a mischievous idea,
"It's not that I don't agree. As the owner of an internet cafe, paying an extra salary is something I can do."
"As long as... you spar with the person next to you and defeat him, I'll agree. If you utterly crush him, I'll give you an extra five hundred every month, how about that?"
Long Chen: "."
Hey, hey?
Isn't that going too far? Are you serious?
Do you really want to see me get crushed that badly?
But why did he add five hundred?