Chapter 5: Don't worry about me, log in!

Lu Cheng, whose professional ID is "Clear", has won the "Peak God of War" professional championship for several consecutive years. He is a talented e-sports player who will become a key player in the national team and represent China in the future.

In Lu Yinzhao's original world, Clear was truly a legendary figure in the e-sports circle. At the age of 20, he became the professional player who holds the most personal records in the history of "Peak God of War". He has achieved numerous victories and is admired by many e-sports enthusiasts.

Peak God of War (PGW) is a multiplayer online tactical battle royale mobile game. Because it requires low-end equipment, it has a huge player base and has become almost a game for everyone. However, playing it at a professional level is not an easy task.

Lu Yinzhao wasn't particularly enthusiastic about the game at first; he only played it occasionally when his roommates needed more people for a game.

However, because his former college roommates were all die-hard Clear fans, they were always incredibly excited when they watched Clear's live tournament broadcasts on their computers.

If anyone says anything bad about Clear, they can collectively insult all of that person's relatives.

Under such a dormitory culture, it would be difficult for Lu Yinzhao not to know Clear.

Later, when Clear and his team won the world championship, all the boys in the dormitory cheered. Lu Yinzhao had just returned from his part-time job that day and almost thought he had gone to the wrong dormitory building. Otherwise, this atavistic phenomenon of "the monkeys crying on both banks" should not have appeared in a university.

Lu Yinzhao was eventually inspired by this passion and gradually learned about this professional player along with everyone else.

The more Lu Yinzhao learned about Clear, the more he admired it.

He felt that while Clear's talent was certainly a factor in his success, he also believed that Clear must have put in extraordinary effort behind the scenes.

So many people like Clear because they are attracted by his personal charm.

The young man is flamboyant and passionate. Every time he goes on stage, he says, "I will definitely win this game," and he never goes back on his word. He either doesn't make any bold statements, or when he does, he will live up to the audience's expectations.

Some critics called him arrogant and conceited, but his numerous championship trophies silenced them. He truly had the ability and the right to be arrogant.

Lu Yinzhao had already witnessed Clear's success in his original world.

The Clear in the book's world is not based on real-world age.

The Clear standing before Lu Yinzhao now is a minor whose chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) hasn't faded yet; he is the "early form" of the future e-sports god, someone who has only recently entered the industry and is still developing.

Lu Cheng is only 16 years old now. After another two years of development, he will be unstoppable. After he becomes an adult, his gaming skills will increase exponentially.

The thought of being able to be by Clear's side the whole time and watch him rise to the top made Lu Yinzhao's heart start pounding with excitement.

Lu Cheng was lying on the sofa, engrossed in a game, when he noticed something nearby out of the corner of his eye.

He turned his neck to the side and was so startled that he almost fell off the sofa. His fingers trembled, and he used the wrong skill.

"Holy crap!" Lu Cheng couldn't help but exclaim, quickly returning his attention to his phone. He continued working, trying to make up for his earlier mistake, while shouting, "Quick! Heal me!"

Lu Yinzhao: "..."

After finishing the game, Lu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately sat up and stared at the little guy who had just scared him.

Lu Cheng: (￣ー￣*|||) staring—

Lu Yinzhao: (⊙_⊙) staring—

One tall and one short, staring at each other with wide eyes, the scene was quite comical.

Lu Cheng was so engrossed in playing the game that he didn't notice when his two-year-old brother walked up to his side.

The little boy stood there obediently without making a sound. Lu Cheng didn't know how long the other person had been watching him play the game. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Weren't you sleeping? Why are you up?" Lu Cheng asked, then realized something was wrong. "How did you get out of your room?"

Could it be that his mother and older brother went out to buy things and came back?

Lu Cheng got up and looked around, only to find that there was no one else in the living room.

"You opened the door yourself?"

Lu Yinzhao nodded.

"Wow, Zhao Zhao, it seems the door at home can't hold you back anymore. We need to add more bars." Lu Cheng was quite surprised. His younger brother seemed to have grown a bit more since the last time he saw him. Kids grow so fast at this stage.

Lu Yinzhao: "..." There's no need for that. I can control myself and not run around.

Lu Cheng suddenly realized that his younger brother was quite cute; he didn't cry when he woke up and could even get up on his own.

When Lu Cheng was playing games, Zai Zai didn't make a fuss and was as quiet as a little doll.

Before Yin Song and Lu Xun left, they asked him to keep an eye on the bedroom, but he got so engrossed in playing games that he forgot the time.

Judging from this, Zhao Zhao had already woken up, and it was indeed a dereliction of duty of his brother not to notice in time.

"Do you want some water? Fourth Brother will pour you some." Lu Cheng tried to keep his voice gentle, unaware of how much of his shouting and cursing had been overheard by Zhao Zhao.

Lu Yinzhao remained silent, only nodding.

He was actually quite thirsty.

"Let me see... water cup, water cup... where is your personal water cup?" Lu Cheng stood up, scratched his head, and muttered to himself.

His mother and nanny usually take care of Zhao Zhao's daily life. He only comes back once or twice a week and doesn't communicate with his younger brother frequently. He doesn't even know where Zhao Zhao's things are.

After thinking about it, I decided to let the nanny who was busy in the kitchen take care of the baby. Taking care of a baby is too much trouble.

Lu Cheng shamelessly thought that he himself was still a baby, a 192-month-old baby.

"Aunt Chen! Where is Zhao Zhao's water cup?" Lu Cheng asked for help.

The woman called Aunt Chen ran out of the kitchen and, seeing the two people standing outside, one big and one small, she immediately understood what was going on.

He quickly said, "Young Master wants some water, right? I'll get it for you. Fourth Young Master, you go ahead and do your work. Leave the rest to me."

Actually, before the lady left, she told her to focus on preparing the kitchen, and that the young master's side would be looked after by the fourth young master. She knew that the lady wanted to give the fourth young master some work, but she knew in her heart that the fourth young master had no experience in taking care of children. At this moment, seeing the little one looking at her with longing eyes, she couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

Without Lu Cheng needing to give any instructions, the nanny instinctively began to arrange everything that followed.

Aunt Chen's words made Lu Cheng feel embarrassed to continue playing the game.

So I poured myself a glass of water and sat right next to the little one to drink.

Aunt Chen couldn't help but chuckle as she watched the two brothers tilt their heads back to drink water at the same time.

They really are brothers; when compared side by side, they really do look alike.

However, Lu Yinzhao's water cup had a nipple attached, so he couldn't drink in big gulps like Lu Cheng; he could only suckle in small sips.

After finishing the water and putting down the cup, Lu Cheng's parched throat finally felt refreshed.

He had just been arguing with other players in the game, wasting a lot of his breath. If Zhao Zhao hadn't come to his side, he wouldn't have realized that his throat was already parched.

When Lu Yinzhao saw only Lu Cheng in the living room, he roughly guessed that Yin Song and Lu Xun must have gone out on business.

The two people remaining in the family are both minors, neither of whom is over 18 years old.

To some extent, he and Lu Cheng can be grouped into the same age range.

Before Yin Song and Lu Xun returned, Lu Cheng could actually play two more games.

Lu Yinzhao really wanted to see it.

He used to work part-time in various places, including during college, tutoring, and working as a waiter. Later, he learned to play the game PGW and even worked as a game companion online.

So he can be said to have made money from PGW.

The player's skill level is above average among ordinary players; they have a certain level of operational awareness and are not a weak player.

Now that a professional player is right in front of him, he naturally wants to learn from their skills.

While Lu Cheng was playing the game, Lu Yinzhao had been secretly watching from behind for a while, and he still hadn't had enough.

At that moment, he wanted to tell Lu Cheng: Don't worry about me, log in quickly! Battle at the Peak!

Seeing that Lu Yinzhao was staring at him, Lu Cheng couldn't help but ask, "What do you want? Do you want me to play with your toys?"

Unexpectedly, Lu Yinzhao swung his chubby hand and slapped the phone that Lu Cheng had just placed on the table, "Call!"

Lu Cheng: "???"

Lu Yinzhao deliberately spoke in a childlike voice, even imitating what Lu Cheng had said before: "Hit! Quick! Give me a sip of milk!"

Lu Cheng's pupils dilated in shock: "!!!"

What the heck! You're just copying this, baby!

We don't encourage studying here!

Lu Cheng was terrified. If his mother and older brother heard this when they came back, he would be in deep trouble.

She'll definitely say it's because she led her younger brother astray.

Zhao Zhao is so young, but I didn't expect her to have such a strong learning ability. In particular, she remembered everything I said only once.

Lu Yinzhao felt somewhat helpless seeing Lu Cheng dawdling and looking so conflicted.

What's the panic? The parents haven't come back yet. Don't act like you're doing something wrong.

Lu Yinzhao pulled Lu Cheng's much larger hand over and squeezed it reassuringly, continuing to coax, "Fourth brother, play~"

"You want to watch me play? Do you even know what I play?" Lu Cheng had no idea how a baby in diapers could be interested in video games.

Could it be that his coach once said something true? PGW transcends age limits, from 90-year-old grandmothers to 3-year-old children, breaking the shackles of time and escaping the cage of constraints, with everyone passionately battling to build a glorious esports era?

But Zhao Zhao is only two years old!

Seriously? Is it really that outrageous?

"Fourth brother~ play~"

When Zhao Zhao's soft, sweet voice came out, it sounded like she was being affectionate. Even a tough guy like Lu Cheng couldn't resist calling her "brother."

Lu Cheng wasn't fond of children, and he especially disliked unruly kids, but he was more willing to accept a cute baby like Zhao Zhao.

"Alright, I'll play one game before Mom comes back. I'll show you how your fourth brother dominates the whole game later." The boy's eyes shone with confidence when he talked about the game.

Lu Yinzhao thought Lu Cheng looked the coolest when he had this expression, which was inexplicably passionate and dazzling.

To make it easier to watch, Lu Yinzhao asked to sit in Lu Cheng's lap.

Lu Cheng stopped dawdling. If they were going to fight, they should get it over with quickly.

He easily picked up the baby with both hands and placed him on his lap. He wrapped his arms around the baby, holding the phone horizontally between his fingers.

Now Lu Yinzhao could finally see clearly how Lu Cheng's fingers were operating.

"Here it comes, Zhao Zhao!" Lu Cheng's lips curled up; the game had already begun.

A note from the author:

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This is a fictional world; the place names and game titles are all randomly chosen [panda head emoji] (any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental [pity emoji]), and there are tons of personal settings [sunglasses emoji].