"Sorry, the game just disconnected!"
"Um"
Xiang Wan was a little confused. She checked her chat history with her friends again and again before realizing that the sentence she had just sent to "Handsome Guy" had been sent directly to "Master God"! And "Master God" actually replied. Now, she couldn't pretend that she hadn't seen anything.
"A master?"
"Um."
"You're not angry, are you?"
"Um?"
"I swear, I didn't mean to reveal your name, really!"
"Um."
Xiang Wan was speechless. The expert was too aloof. How was she supposed to respond? Was a simple "hmm" an acceptance of her apology, or did it have some other meaning?
"Wow, your skills are amazing! You must have been practicing for years!"
"Um."
"If you're still angry, name your price, anything that will make you calm down!"
"I'll see how it goes," Xiang Wan silently added in her mind. If the great god's request was too unreasonable, she would have to consider it carefully.
"Any conditions are acceptable?"
"As long as it's not something that goes against morality or reason."
"Help me level up my alt account."
"???"
"Swordsman, reach max level within half a month."
Are you crazy? How is that possible? Leveling a new account is fast at first, but it gets increasingly difficult later on. Don't even mention half a month, it might take half a year to reach the maximum level. Surely the expert doesn't even know this? Or is this just making things difficult for her?
"It can't be done, it's impossible!"
"You think I shouldn't be angry?"
Xiang Wan was speechless. It turned out that the "god" was waiting for her here. She had thought he was a magnanimous person.
"Could we change the terms?"
Are you sure?
"Well, there has to be an option, right?"
"A month of sparring practice."
Five in the morning?
"Um"
Xiang Wan thought about it for a moment. The selection competition was in half a month. If there were no other unexpected situations, it would still be fine.
"Can"
"Um"
"But if something comes up unexpectedly, can I ask for leave?"
Tell me about it.
"For example, occasions where attendance is unavoidable."
"Are you sure something like this will happen at five in the morning?"
"Just in case, I mean just in case"
We'll see then.
"oh"
Having arranged a time with the expert, Xiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the expert wasn't entirely unreasonable, and his skills were quite good. If she practiced with him every day for the next two weeks, her skills would definitely improve significantly.
She opened the incredibly handsome private chat window again, thought for a moment, and sent a message: "Little brother, it's late, go to sleep early. Thanks for today!"
Then he stopped caring about all that and went off to do tasks for his clients.
When the expert saw Xiang Wan's message, he laughed and turned to the incredibly handsome guy, saying, "Remember, you're the one chatting today."
"Uh-huh."
He was so handsome he nodded quickly, begging the person to leave as soon as possible. Poor guy, he'd just started the game and hadn't even had a chance to flirt with any girls yet! But when he saw his chat history, he was speechless.
Being mistaken for a minor and given the nickname "little brother" for no reason—now I understand how the pro player felt when they were tricked. Oh well, being mistaken for a minor by one person is better than everyone knowing. Time to log on, ladies, your big brother's here!
The next morning, Xiang Wan logged into the game as promised and, sure enough, saw the expert already online, waiting for her on the challenge platform. This time, Xiang Wan didn't dare to record the live stream casually again; she was purely there to practice with the player and needed to concentrate.
This time, the expert unleashed a powerful move right from the start, and Xiang Wan was caught off guard and killed in just a few hits.
"Again!"
This time, Xiang Wan held on for three seconds longer, only because the master deliberately let her catch her breath.
After being tortured countless times, Xiang Wan used up all the gold coins she had on her to pay as a deposit. She was so broke that the great god finally let her go.
I typed for an hour, and my fingers were sore. They were still shaking when I served the milk in the morning.
Damn, to appease the pro player, she had to pay money and get humiliated; she's exhausted. Thinking about the next month of sparring with him, her future suddenly seems bleak.
No, she had to make up for the money she'd spent. Xiang Wan started advertising aggressively in the game, welcoming anyone seeking revenge, looking to gang up on others, boosting low-level accounts, clearing dungeons, or defeating bosses. She prioritized the highest bidder and increased her game streaming time. She needed to earn money, and more importantly, level up; at the very least, she couldn't keep getting wrecked.
With this drive, Xiang Wan improved her hand speed to a new level within half a month. Because she was about to leave, she had to ask the master for leave when the training session ended.
Where to? For how many days?
The expert still speaks very little, and Xiang Wan has gotten used to it. After all, he is an expert.
"It's expected to take two or three days. The computer isn't nearby, and the public computer's response time is too slow, which affects the speed."
After a moment of silence, the other person said something cryptic: "See you tomorrow!"
What? Does this mean she's not allowed to take leave?
"I really have something to do. How about we make it up later?"
"Remember, you owe me a favor."
"What?"
"We'll continue in three days."
"Okay, okay, I'll consider it a debt I owe you. I won't make it up to you for three days then."
"Um"
Seeing how easygoing they were all of a sudden, Xiang Wan asked somewhat uncertainly, "Great God?"
"Um"
"Oh, nothing, I'm off to do a mission."
"actually"
Just as Xiang Wan was about to close the chat window, the expert spoke again, so she had to wait a little longer.
"You can totally do a live stream."
What are you livestreaming?
"Sparring partner"
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