"What kind of awful level design is this! Did the person who designed it have their brain slammed in a door?!"
Ye Meier was so angry she almost smashed the game controller, but luckily Zhang Shaozhong was quick-witted and snatched it away.
"Grandma, be gentle! This handle is worth ten meals of crayfish for you!"
Zhang Shaozhong examined the controller with concern, muttering, "If you can't beat someone, you resort to cursing. Where's your witch-like demeanor?"
Ling Qingxue sat to the side, elegantly sipped her tea, and said calmly, "How can you accomplish anything if you are impatient and agitated? If you had listened to my guidance just now and broken through the left flank of the formation first, things wouldn't have come to this."
Ye Meier, hands on her hips, retorted defiantly, "Hey! You hypocrite, it's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering! Come and fight me if you dare!"
Ling Qingxue glanced at her, and actually put down her teacup, taking the other handle that Zhang Shaozhong handed her.
The way her long, slender, fair fingers gripped the handle looked utterly out of place.
The result... was quite surprising.
Ling Qingxue controlled the character in the game with graceful movements and stylish positioning. Every move she made was perfectly timed, as if she could predict all attacks.
In less than ten minutes, the level that had kept Ye Meier stuck for half the night was cleared with ease.
Zhang Shaozhong and Ye Meier were dumbfounded.
"I...I'll go!"
Ye Meier was the first to react, grabbing Ling Qingxue's arm. "You hypocrite, confess! Have you secretly played around with this before?"
Ling Qingxue withdrew her hand expressionlessly: "The greatest truths are the simplest; understanding one principle illuminates all others. For such minor paths, one only needs to discern their underlying principles."
Zhang Shaozhong gave a thumbs up: "Awesome! My Qingxue is truly amazing! This is what you call a higher level of skill!"
Ye Meier snorted sourly, "A blind cat stumbled upon a dead mouse!"
Despite this, the rest of the time was spent with Ling Qingxue taking the lead, Ye Meier shouting and directing from the sidelines, and Zhang Shaozhong serving tea and water and cheering.
The atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
They played until late into the night before reluctantly preparing to rest.
After washing up, Ye Meier lay on the large waterbed, still excitedly discussing the game's plot. Although Ling Qingxue didn't say much, she didn't pour cold water on her as she used to.
Zhang Shaozhong lay in the middle, the chattering of Ye Meier in his left ear and Ling Qingxue's even breathing in his right, feeling a sense of fullness in his heart. He suddenly remembered something:
"By the way, there's some kind of charity auction in a couple of days. Old Zhou sent me an invitation. I heard there are a lot of good stuff. Shall we go check it out?"
Ye Meier was the first to respond: "Let's go! We absolutely have to go! We might even find a bargain!"
She has a natural passion for "grabbing treasures".
Ling Qingxue pondered for a moment, then softly hummed in agreement.
She was also interested in the cultivation resources and rare treasures of this world. Although the spiritual energy was thin, there might still be some extraordinary items.
"Okay, let's go take a look!"
Zhang Shaozhong made a firm decision, "Sleep, sleep! Get plenty of rest, then we'll go on a shopping spree in a couple of days!"
Two days later, at the charity auction.
This auction is of a high standard; it's attended by celebrities and the wealthy.
As soon as Zhang Shaozhong appeared with two stunningly beautiful women of very different styles, he immediately became the focus of the entire event.
The men's eyes were involuntarily drawn to Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier, while the women sized up Zhang Shaozhong, wondering which family's young master he was.
Zhang Shaozhong was already used to this kind of gaze, and casually found his seat and sat down.
Ling Qingxue remained expressionless, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Night Enchantress looked around with great interest, occasionally throwing a provocative wink at the gazes directed at her, nearly causing a few with weak willpower to embarrass themselves.
The auction began, and the first few items were jewelry and antiques. Although they were quite valuable, none of the three were interested in them.
Then an item was brought out for auction—a dark, unremarkable iron plaque with some blurry patterns engraved on it. It was said to have been unearthed from an ancient tomb, with an unknown material and a low starting price.
Most of the people present were unimpressed; the thing didn't look worth much.
However, the moment the iron plate appeared, the Chaos Golden Core within Zhang Shaozhong's body stirred slightly!
Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier opened their eyes at the same time and looked at each other.
Something's strange!
"This thing..."
Ling Qingxue frowned slightly, "It seems to contain a very faint... spatial fluctuation."
Ye Meier also dropped her playful expression and whispered, "I also feel something's wrong. This iron plate seems to be absorbing the surrounding light?"
Zhang Shaozhong licked his lips, revealing his signature roguish grin: "Who cares what it is, let's take a picture and study it!"
After the auctioneer announced the starting price, only a few people raised their paddles, and the price rose very slowly.
Zhang Shaozhong seized the opportunity and immediately raised his paddle, offering double the price.
This attracted the attention of some people, but after looking at the iron plaque, no one dared to challenge Zhang Shaozhong.
The hammer was about to fall.
"Wait a moment!"
A somewhat effeminate voice rang out.
Everyone looked over and saw a young man wearing a Chinese-style jacket, with a somewhat pale face, holding up a sign and adding another 10% to the price.
Zhang Shaozhong glanced at the man and sensed a faint, chilling aura emanating from him, unlike that of an ordinary person.
"interesting."
Zhang Shaozhong smiled, raised his sign again, and doubled the price once more.
The effeminate young man frowned, glanced at Zhang Shaozhong with a cold look in his eyes, but still followed the price.
The two of them took turns pushing the price of this unremarkable iron plate to an astonishing level.
Everyone in the room was stunned, not understanding why these two young men were so obsessed with a broken iron plate.
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