These words sounded somewhat familiar.
Yan Yibing remembered that he used to intimidate trainees like this before, especially Han Mo.
Back in the day, Han Mo had exceptional talent and worked hard in training but had never faced many setbacks. His professional career had been smooth sailing, and he used to insult everyone he encountered.
Han Mo’s solo skills were indeed impressive, and at that time, even Yan Yibing wasn’t confident he could beat him.
However, games are about tactics and teamwork, and individual skill alone is not enough.
To humble him, Yan Yibing challenged Han Mo to a custom match.
He brought a team of casual friends, while Han Mo led the formal members of Team Zero in a confrontation on the rainforest map.
In the end, Yan Yibing effortlessly won the chicken dinner, with only one team member eliminated. In contrast, Han Mo’s entire team was wiped out, and he was eventually pinned down behind a rock by bullets that seemed to come from nowhere.
Yan Yibing walked over to him, looked down at him condescendingly, eyelids drooping in a seemingly smiling manner, “Do you know what tactics are?”
Han Mo hesitated for a moment, slowly shaking his head.
He knew he had lost face, his lips bitten until they turned white, and his eyes were even more lonely than usual.
Leaning lazily against the table, legs crossed, arms resting on Han Mo’s gaming computer, Yan Yibing tapped his fingers on it and unceremoniously said, “A great god like me is personally guiding you. If you don’t understand, there has to be some punishment, right?”
Han Mo lifted his gaze, landing on Yan Yibing’s fair fingers.
Esports players generally took good care of their hands, but Yan Yibing’s were exceptionally well-maintained.
He rarely went out, his skin as pale as if he’d never seen sunlight. His joints were not protruding, just symmetrically supporting each joint. His nails were trimmed short to prevent keyboard noise, and the fingertips were rosy and cute.
Staring for a moment, Han Mo lowered his eyes, and in a low voice, he asked, “What… punishment?”
He was so nervous that his spine stiffened, and his hands clenched tightly.
After a moment of silence, Yan Yibing’s fingers hooked the headphone wire and lightly tapped Han Mo’s head. His almond-shaped eyes curved, shamelessly saying, “Come over and give me a shoulder massage.”
So, Han Mo’s Adam’s apple tightened, obediently stood up, tossed the headphones aside, and placed his palm on the edge of Yan Yibing’s collarbone.
Time passed, and unexpectedly, this sentence was returned to him one day.
Also unexpectedly, Han Mo had learned bad habits of bullying from him.
Yan Yibing’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly, laughing softly, and murmured, “What… punishment?”
As he asked this, a mix of emotions stirred in his heart.
The boy had grown up, become a god, and started educating newbies.
Indeed, no one could be bullied by him forever.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, he was indeed pleased with Han Mo’s achievements now.
Han Mo’s breath deepened, spraying into the microphone, making it impossible to ignore.
After a while, he calmly said, “Aren’t you in the local area? If you have time, have dinner with our Zefeng. He’s interested in you.”
Chen Zefeng: “???”
He felt bitter inside but couldn’t express it.
He knew there might be a shemale on the other side, he wouldn’t go, even if he was given money.
Yan Yibing rubbed his forehead, feeling somewhat relieved.
When Han Mo asked that just now, he thought he had accidentally revealed something.
It turned out that Chen Zefeng wanted to make an appointment with Little Wildcat, asking Han Mo to arrange a meeting.
Yan Yibing wasn’t afraid at all; after all, once the game ended and he logged out, he wouldn’t acknowledge a damn thing.
So, he casually agreed, “No problem.”
Barrage–
【Scared me! I thought my husband was going to flirt with Little Wildcat.】
【So it’s for Chen Zefeng’s benefit. Tsk tsk, when did the captain become so enthusiastic?】
【Chen Zefeng is okay, as long as it’s not Han Shen! Go, Little Wildcat!】
【Damn, Little Wildcat, stay alert. Chen Zefeng, the old pervert, is not worthy!】
【Being able to meet a professional player is great. No need to spend money on ranked games in the future. Envious of Little Wildcat.】
Yan Yibing thought to himself, “Dad doesn’t need your envy.”
He asked Han Mo, “Are we going or not? If we wait any longer, there’ll be no one left.”
Han Mo pursed his lips, and chuckled softly, “Let’s go, to the Ruins.”
Yan Yibing: “???”
By now, the people at the Ruins had probably finished their early-game fights, and high-value items like the M24 would have been looted. Moreover, the Ruins were on the edge of the safe zone; going there now would mean waiting to be caught in the shrinking zone.
Xiao Nuo didn’t question it at all. After searching the docks, he found a two-seater off-road vehicle.
Yan Yibing wanted to say that Sanhok was so small; that there was really no need for a car.
However, Han Mo descended from the watchtower and directly took the driver’s seat.
The all-black combat suit matched well with the skeletal structure of the off-road vehicle. The enormous tires aligned perfectly with the upper half of the person, and the mottled rust accentuated the desolate atmosphere inside the car.
Han Mo didn’t even bother with a helmet; the M416 rested on his back, and his jet-black hair arrogantly fluttered in the air.
Xiao Nuo instinctively stepped away from the car, and Han Mo said calmly, “Little Wildcat, get in.”
On the screen, Yan Yibing furrowed his brows, and with a slight movement of the mouse, he asked, “What about the other two?”
The engine roared, and the off-road vehicle sped away, racing along the winding dark road. Soon, Xiao Nuo and Chen Zefeng were left far behind.
Han Mo replied seriously, “They’re going to clear the wilderness. I’ll take you for a drive.”
Yan Yibing: “…Really?”
Han Mo: “It’s okay; you cover me.” He was driving and couldn’t shoot. It was easy to be targeted while driving on the road.
Yan Yibing struggled in desperation, “My skill level can’t cover you.” So, let’s quickly get into the game and take some heads!
Han Mo calmly said, “Then we’ll die together.”
Yan Yibing: “…”
Yan Yibing sighed silently.
He didn’t know how Prince’s manager demanded things, but the direction of this game was going against his intentions.
Han Mo seemed intentionally or unintentionally keeping him from getting acquainted with Prince’s new tactics.
Yan Yibing wondered if he was overthinking.
On the way, Yan Yibing remained silent. He was growing impatient because, at the moment, it felt like a waste of time.
Suddenly, Han Mo spoke up, “Just kidding, didn’t ask you to treat me.”1the treat me here means carrying him to chicken dinner or winning in PUBG
Yan Yibing had lost all interest at this point. The lively and innocent tone in his voice vanished, replaced by a cold response, “Han Shen is quite talkative today?”
Indeed, it was not just a bit talkative; it resembled the attitude when he was a youth trainee under him.
On the other side of the screen, Han Mo’s expression flickered, lips slightly curved, “Interested in joining Prince’s training?”
Yan Yibing’s mouth twitched, “Not interested, mainly because I lack talent.”
Han Mo: “Why do I feel you’re quite talented? Good eyesight, good hearing and positioning, excellent combat awareness. Except for occasional inaccuracies in shooting, your skills are at a professional player’s level.”
Yan Yibing’s heart raced, nerves tense, “You’re giving me too much credit. I’m just lucky.”
Han Mo nodded thoughtfully, and just when Yan Yibing was at the peak of nervousness, Han Mo changed the topic, “The Rainforest has beautiful scenery. The river on the right, the mountains on the left. After the Ruins’ update, it has a bit of a temple vibe.”
Yan Yibing couldn’t take it anymore, “Are you really bringing me here to sightsee?”
“Why?” Han Mo said slowly, “Don’t like it?”
Yan Yibing suspected that Han Mo might have noticed something.
But at most, Han Mo might only suspect that he wasn’t a novice; he couldn’t possibly guess his true identity.
The captain of Zero, a top domestic team god, pretending to be a fangirl to get tactics information?
No one would believe it.
Moreover, given their strained relationship, Han Mo wouldn’t even consider him.
That night, Han Mo took Yan Yibing to witness the magnificent ancient ruins in the rainforest, the desolate Gobi of the desert, and the endless silver frost in the snowy wilderness.
Yan Yibing had never explored a map so thoroughly in his life.
They did everything but play the game seriously.
It wasn’t that they didn’t win a chicken dinner, but the kills were mostly taken by Xiao Nuo and Chen Zefeng. Han Mo’s task was to take him for a ride everywhere.
Yan Yibing couldn’t take it anymore.
After three matches, without waiting for Xiao Nuo to speak, he directly said, “Time’s up, my mom told me to go to bed.”
Han Mo released the mouse, leaned back slightly, and leisurely asked, “Little Wildcat, are you coming tomorrow?”
Yan Yibing: “Hehe, not coming. I have something to do tomorrow, going on a blind date.”
This time, he wasn’t lying.
Mama Yan had once again arranged for him to meet the daughter of a college colleague. She was of the same age, from a cultured family, with a good appearance and exemplary behavior. She excelled in arts, having studied it abroad.
Mama Yan advised him to handle it cautiously, as it’s rare these days to find a good girl who appreciates gaming nerds.
However, Yan Yibing wasn’t avoiding the blind date because of that; it was because he knew he wouldn’t be able to extract any tactics from it in the future.
The relaxed expression on Han Mo’s face instantly chilled. He closed his eyes, the double eyelids folding even deeper, and his pitch-black eyes revealed no emotions.
After a brief silence, he asked, “Where is the blind date?”
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow slightly.
If it were a normal situation, he would have retorted immediately.
But now, with the livestream on, he didn’t want to expose his speaking habits.
He vaguely replied, “A café near my house.”
The agreed-upon location was indeed a café near his home. However, it didn’t matter if he said it or not, the city was so vast that there were thousands of cafes.
Before logging off, Yan Yibing casually said, “Goodbye, everyone.”
He swiftly logged out of the account and then had Sun Tianjiao put up the Little Wildcat’s account for sale on Xianyu.2Xianyu: online Chinese marketplace
The advertised message read—
【This account is friends with Prince’s captain on Steam!】
As Little Wildcat left, the livestream room suddenly felt a bit desolate.
Chen Zefeng muttered, “Ah, Little Wildcat won’t be participating in the bid tomorrow.”
He felt strangely reluctant.
Although he knew the other party might be a professional player, here to gather information on their tactics, Little Wildcat’s voice was genuinely sweet, enough to tug at one’s heartstrings.
Han Mo raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck tiredly.
Maintaining one posture for a long time made his cervical vertebrae slightly sore, but this kind of fatigue quickly recovered, and he didn’t mind it.
What made him uncomfortable wasn’t his neck but his heart.
Blind date?
With a woman?
Yan Yibing was twenty-five years old, indeed at the age to start blind dating.
In the future, such events will become more and more frequent, whether he knows it or not.
Perhaps one day, Yan Yibing would find a decent woman, then fall in love and get married.
Ignoring the platform’s rules, Han Mo took out a thin cigarette from the drawer.
Holding it in his mouth, the tip of his teeth lazily pressed against the butt. His fingers flicked the lighter; a cluster of dancing flames leaped up, quickly scorching the tobacco.
He took a light puff, exhaling a fine stream of smoke, and his dark, disheveled hair partially veiled his eyes.
A bit long, probably time for a haircut.
The room manager didn’t have time to warn him against smoking in public. The female fans in the barrage were already excitedly going wild.
【Wuwuwu, ever since the platform regulations, I haven’t seen my husband smoke!】
【So cool, so cool! I really like the way Mo Mo holds the cigarette, so wild and crazy.】
【Let our gaming gods dominate the underground black market if they’re not in esports!】
【These cigarettes cost tens of dollars each. Can’t afford them, can’t afford them.】
【Mo Mo, you’re still young, don’t compare yourself with those old guys. Pay more attention to your health and smoke less.】
The room moderator quickly warned, “Smoking in public has been prohibited by the platform. Please make adjustments promptly. Otherwise, the livestream room will be closed in ten seconds. Thank you for your cooperation.”
Ignoring the warning, Han Mo’s gaze rested on the barrage. In the final seconds, he said, “I won’t be here tomorrow. Mo Bei will take over. You are welcome to continue the bidding.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the live stream room was forcibly closed.
Chen Zefeng turned his head, took off his headphones, and exclaimed, “Captain, you’re not coming tomorrow?”
He thought Han Mo would accompany them for the entire four-day event.
Han Mo shook his head, “Pay attention, you’re just playing around in this kind of event. Don’t reveal all your cards.”
Chen Zefeng muttered, “…Oh.”
He had the illusion that Han Mo stayed only for Little Wildcat.
Little Wildcat left, and Han Mo left too.
Xiao Nuo asked, “Captain, do you have plans tomorrow night?”
Han Mo stood up, pressed the remaining half-cigarette onto the orange peel on the side, and said calmly, “Yes.”
Xiao Nuo curiously asked, “Where are you going?”
Han Mo narrowed his eyes and tightened his jaw, and the indigo blood vessels on his neck became particularly prominent.
With a bit of harshness in his tone, he said, “A certain café.”
Author’s Message:
Han Mo: Master, before we go to bed, let’s calculate how many blind dates you’ve been on.
Yan Yibing: No… Be gentle.
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