When the live stream ended, Yang Qinglan opened her eyes and Li Changzhou was already beside her.

"Is it pretty?" she asked.

"Do I even need to ask? No one in this world is more handsome than you," Li Changzhou replied, then added, "Not even a fairy."

"I meant Xiaoyue."

"What Xiaoyue?"

Yang Qinglan smiled faintly, making even the moonlight seem more beautiful.

"Is this what they call 'checking up on someone'?" Li Qianxia muttered to herself, her left hand supporting her right and her right hand stroking her chin.

"No," Yang Qinglan turned her gaze to her, "it was a joke."

"Oh—, it's a joke." Li Qianxia suddenly realized, it was really annoying.

“Alright,” Li Changzhou said, “Let’s organize our gains this time.”

The school history museum fell silent, yet a peculiar seasonal movement stirred within it.

The three of them exchanged a glance and laughed at the same time, all looking forward to it.

The greater the risk, the greater the reward. Two huge stacks of identity cards, countless skills and items in the event rewards, plus the income from the live stream—how can you not be excited?

Thinking about the income from the live stream, Li Qianxia snapped out of her excitement and complained to her brother, "Why did you only charge 1 point? It would have been so much better to charge 1000 points!"

“One thousand points…” Li Changzhou was speechless.

Yang Qinglan spoke for him, saying, "Qianxia, ​​a C-level skill only costs a little over 400 points. Who has 1,000 points in savings?"

"One thousand is too high, how about one hundred or ten points?"

"For a single player, 100 is too high. We wouldn't even consider it, let alone others. And 10 points seems like a small number, but for some large organizations, like countries, with tens or hundreds of thousands of players, would they allow everyone to watch the live stream? No, they would just hold a meeting, send one player to watch the live stream, and then distribute the live stream content to tens or hundreds of thousands of players for free."

"That's pirated!" Li Qianxia started to get angry.

Her brother's money is her money, and the country can't take it from her!

Yang Qinglan ignored the topic of piracy. With their lives hanging by a thread, who would care about piracy?

Moreover, even countries that uphold intellectual property laws will not hesitate to piracy of other countries' high technology if given the opportunity.

She said, "But the first point is different: most players have already paid before the organization leaders even have a meeting."

“I think so too.” Li Changzhou nodded in agreement. “Besides 1 point, it would take at least 100 points. Players might hesitate with 100 points, but 1 point… I have to discuss and get approval from the organization to spend even one point? Money is no object!”

Yang Qinglan glanced at him: "But point 1 is not necessarily the most profitable option."

"How much?"

"I don't know," Yang Qinglan said frankly. "If these things don't happen at the same time, no one knows which option will yield the best results. I'm just telling you not to get too cocky."

"...Alright, I'm not so smug anymore. Let's start sorting out the spoils."

"Wait!" Li Qianxia stopped Li Changzhou as he was about to take out his identity card.

"What is it now? Do we still need to discuss charging for live streaming?" Li Changzhou looked at her impatiently.

"Qianxia, ​​whether the harvest was plentiful or meager, it's all in the past," Yang Qinglan advised.

"No!" Li Qianxia thought the two of them were completely lacking in romance. "We're going to celebrate here? In this pitch-black school history museum? What's the difference between this and a cemetery?"

Li Changzhou, whose photo hangs in the school history museum, smiles as he looks at his younger sister, considering how to preserve her photo as well.

Yang Qinglan looked around. It was a long corridor, the only lighting being the moonlight, and there wasn't even a place to sit.

"What are your thoughts?" she asked Li Qianxia.

"How about a KTV?" Li Qianxia asked excitedly. "Let's get a private room, eat some watermelon and cantaloupe, some snacks like sunflower seeds, peanuts, and potato chips, order some barbecue takeout, lie on the sofa and clean up our loot, and if we see any good skills or items, we can sing to vent our emotions!"

She got more and more excited as she talked, and she felt that the plan was absolutely perfect.

Yang Qinglan also thought it was good.

"You certainly know how to enjoy yourself," Li Changzhou said.

"Of course!" Li Qianxia said proudly. "My life plan is that you work hard and I'll spend money to enjoy life. That's called siblings working together and having a clear division of labor."

Clear division of labor...

Li Changzhou decided to put her photo behind his own.

The three left the school history museum, unafraid of being monitored—they had teleportation and the honeypot world they were about to acquire.

Besides, who would be watching the school's surveillance cameras late at night?

The country doesn't have that many human resources, and the technology isn't advanced enough to not need human resources.

The campus was very quiet at night. The leaves rustled in the wind, and the streetlights shone through the leaves, appearing hazy like little moons.

Li Qianxia, ​​with her left arm linked with Yang Qinglan's and her right arm linked with Li Changzhou's, told Yang Qinglan about their high school days.

Some boarding students have to attend an extra evening self-study session because they are noisy and get caught and scolded by the teacher.

They cut in line to get water at the hot water room, or simply took each other's kettles (Li Qianxia specifically stated that most of the time it was the younger sister who got water for her older brother, as the older brother was too lazy to do it).

In the evening, people would play rock-paper-scissors in front of the convenience store, and the loser would treat everyone to oden.

On Friday night, he climbed over the wall early and walked to an internet cafe to play games all night (Li Changzhou's male dormitory).

We took a bus back to the countryside together on Saturday morning.

And so on.

Every road has a story, every corner has a topic. Listening to Li Qianxia's vivid narration, Yang Qinglan seemed to see those scenes replaying on campus.

A longing welled up in her heart, wishing she could go to high school with them.

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