Stellaris No. 13: Arcade Master Mi Yao

Clap, clap, clap!

"Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful."

"Kong, after all these years, your skills have only gotten better, kid."

Crisp applause came from the nearby stands. Chen Kong looked up and saw a boy in a loose arcade hoodie leaning against the railing.

He had a pair of over-ear headphones hanging around his neck, and a pair of non-prescription black-framed blue-light glasses perched on his nose. He smiled at Chen Kong.

It took Chen Kong only a moment to remember who this guy was.

"Mi Yao?"

"Oh? I didn't expect a little nobody like you to still remember me."

Hearing Mi Yao's teasing words, Chen Kong's expression gradually turned serious.

Of course he remembered this guy.

Back at the base when they were children, this guy had loved messing with him more than anyone else.

In his words, the world was a game, and Tiandao was the final-stage BOSS—someone he didn't dare provoke.

But Chen Kong, the bottom-ranked No. 36 of Stellaris, was a low-level monster sitting out in the open, the perfect target for "farming experience." If he didn't pick on him, who would he pick on?

Thus, back at the base, this guy had always found all sorts of excuses to bully him.

It was only later that he might have realized he couldn't farm much "experience" from Chen Kong.

So he changed targets afterward.

For example, Liu Ma, No. 35.

"Why are you here?"

Faced with Chen Kong's question, Mi Yao smiled. "What else could it be? Of course I came to find you, this Reskinned Elite Monster, and keep farming experience."

"Reskinned Elite Monster."

Chen Kong's expression darkened.

A so-called Reskinned Elite Monster generally referred to monsters in games whose attack patterns and ability mechanics had not changed much, with only their appearance altered to a certain