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"It... it's Dance God Xiao Xie!" Zhao Erxi, standing beside Bei Weiwei, felt as if her mind had gone completely blank.

"Hello!" Xiao Xie politely greeted Bei Weiwei.

"Hello." Bei Weiwei looked rather reserved.

"Weiwei, you know Great God Xiao Xie?" Zhao Erxi asked Bei Weiwei in shock.

"I know him, but he probably doesn't know me!" Bei Weiwei found it hard to believe that Xiao Xie had actually greeted her.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Erxi, and she's Bei Weiwei. Great God Xiao Xie, I absolutely love your dancing!" Zhao Erxi grabbed Xiao Xie's hand, too excited to contain herself.

Xiao Xie froze briefly when Zhao Erxi grabbed him, then smiled. "Hello, my name is Xiao Xie. I'm a transfer student in Tsinghua University's Computer Science Department."

"What a coincidence! We're Computer Science Department students too!" Zhao Erxi cried excitedly.

"Erxi, calm down!" Bei Weiwei tugged Zhao Erxi over with an embarrassed look and whispered into her ear, "Don't act so lovestruck. You'll scare him."

"But he's really so handsome!" Zhao Erxi held her face in both hands, looking completely smitten.

"Great God, don't mind her. She forgot to take her medicine today!" Bei Weiwei apologized to Xiao Xie.

Xiao Xie waved a hand. "It's fine. I heard you arguing just now. What happened?"

Zhao Erxi hurriedly answered, "It's this shop owner. He cheated customers by selling old memory sticks as new ones."

"Little girl, you're such a pretty thing. Don't spout nonsense, or I'll sue you for slander." The unscrupulous shop owner said darkly.

Xiao Xie walked over to Meng Yiran and asked, "Classmate, could I take a look at that memory stick?"

"Oh, here." Hearing Xiao Xie's words, Meng Yiran's face reddened slightly as she handed the memory stick to him.

Xiao Xie examined the memory stick, then walked over to the owner and said slowly, "Boss, the Golden Fingers on this memory stick have obvious wear marks. It's clearly secondhand. Besides, memory sticks from this brand are worth, at most, just over two hundred, yet you're selling it for five hundred. You really are taking advantage of people."

Xiao Xie glanced at the owner, whose face had grown darker and darker, then continued, "If you insist on denying it, we can call the Industry and Commerce Bureau and have them inspect whether this is a secondhand memory stick." As he spoke, he took out his phone and began dialing.

"Hey, hey... classmate, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I took the wrong one just now. This memory stick was put in the wrong place. I'll replace it for you right away." The unscrupulous owner hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Boss, how could you do this!" Meng Yiran was instantly furious upon hearing that. Just moments ago, she had blamed Bei Weiwei for meddling, only to be thoroughly humiliated in the next moment.

"Th-this... it's a misunderstanding..."

Seeing this, Xiao Xie said nothing more. He did not have much goodwill toward Meng Yiran. He had spoken up to help Bei Weiwei, not Meng Yiran.

"Thank you, Great God." Bei Weiwei thanked the calm-looking Xiao Xie.

"You're welcome." Xiao Xie smiled.

After a while, feeling humiliated, Meng Yiran took the new memory stick the owner had replaced for her and stormed off with her followers.

"Hehe, serves her right!" Seeing Meng Yiran flee in such an embarrassing state, Zhao Erxi smiled gleefully. She had been holding quite a grudge over Meng Yiran's ungrateful behavior.

"Classmate, look..." The unscrupulous owner looked at Xiao Xie ingratiatingly.

Xiao Xie waved his hand and said to the owner, "Forget it. But if you try taking advantage of people again next time, it won't end this easily."

"I understand, I understand. I definitely won't do it again," the owner hurriedly said.

"Classmate, see you next time!" Xiao Xie smiled at Bei Weiwei before turning and leaving.

Watching Xiao Xie's retreating back, Bei Weiwei secretly sighed, What a great figure. Her pretty face immediately reddened at the thought.

"Weiwei, what's wrong? Aren't you buying a motherboard?" Zhao Erxi tugged Bei Weiwei's hand, jolting her awake. Her little face was as red as an apple.

"Boss, get me a motherboard from this brand." After steadying herself, Bei Weiwei spoke to the owner.

"Sure! Just a moment, here you go!"

"Bei Weiwei really is quite pretty!" Xiao Xie muttered to himself.

"Master, are you thinking of courting her?" Xiao Xiao asked Xiao Xie with her head tilted.

Xiao Xie shook his head. "Forget it. I can only stay in this world for one month. If I win her over, then leave when the time comes, wouldn't I be hurting her?"

"Master, you may still have a chance to come back in the future. If you draw a Travel Ticket for this world again, the difference between the time you return and the time you left won't exceed one second," Xiao Xiao said.

"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Then what are we waiting for? Home! Get online, play A Chinese Ghost Story, and woo Weiwei!" Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Xiao Xie immediately shouted. He had originally thought that even if he drew a Travel Ticket for this world again in the future, there would be a huge gap in time. Now that Xiao Xiao had told him the difference would be no more than one second, what did he have left to worry about?

As soon as he got home, Xiao Xie downloaded A Chinese Ghost Story. Once it had finished downloading, Xiao Xie said to Arno, "Arno, get me a top-tier A Chinese Ghost Story account. The absolute best."

"Yes, Young Master." To Arno, A Chinese Ghost Story was merely a pile of data. He directly hacked into its backend and altered a few things, and a top-tier account was freshly created.

The game server where Bei Weiwei's account was located was called Imperial Capital Storm, so Xiao Xie entered that server as well. His game name was Alchemist. When Xiao Xie entered the game, it was exactly as he had requested: he possessed a truly top-tier account. Not only were his level and cultivation maxed out, but he was also wearing a complete set of Ghost Gear—the best equipment in A Chinese Ghost Story.

A full set of equipment was worth hundreds of thousands, and Xiao Xie's game class, Swordsman, was also the most expensive class to play. Those capable of playing the Swordsman class well were all filthy rich. Swordsmen were support-oriented classes: they could attack, defend, and heal, but they cost an enormous amount of money. If someone could master the Swordsman class and become the most badass player on the entire server, they could run for president. Because that was an impossible feat—yet everyone knew Swordsmen could achieve it. But absolutely no one would do so. The reason was simple: you weren't a billionaire.

Of course, it was impossible for others, but for Xiao Xie, it was simple.

Xiao Xie first farmed monsters for a while. After familiarizing himself with the controls, he had completely mastered them. With Xiao Xie's instincts, playing a game was easy. His awareness and control now far surpassed those of ordinary people; even One Smile, the number one PK player, could not compare, because whether in mental strength or hand speed, Xiao Xie was dozens of times beyond an ordinary person.

Xiao Xie could now say that he had become the number one player in the game, though he had yet to PK anyone. He quickly found Bei Weiwei's in-game location and controlled his character toward her.

Bei Weiwei was dueling someone, but her Decisive Battle with her opponent did not last long. After all, Bei Weiwei's skill spoke for itself. Her opponent could not hold out for long and was easily defeated!

Xiao Xie sent Bei Weiwei a friend request, and she accepted it quickly.

Xiao Xie then sent her a message: "Bei Weiwei, we met today!"

Bei Weiwei sent a message, asking, "Who are you?"

"Xiao Xie!" Xiao Xie replied with just two words.

"Great God Xiao Xie! How did you know I was Bei Weiwei?" Bei Weiwei asked. Her in-game name was Reed Weiwei—how had Xiao Xie known she was Bei Weiwei?

"Guessed." Still just two words.

"Hehe! Great God, you're amazing." Naturally, Bei Weiwei didn't believe him. Seeing that Xiao Xie played a swordsman, she froze for a moment. This was a famously money-burning class! You really couldn't play it without cash.

Curiously, Bei Weiwei clicked on Xiao Xie's equipment. When she saw his full set of gear, she was instantly dumbfounded...

"Great God, you're way too powerful! A full set of +18 Ghost Gear Heaven-Defying Equipment—just with this equipment, you could make it onto the Equipment Ranking List in minutes!" What Bei Weiwei was really thinking was: What a ridiculously rich player!

"I'm usually very low-key."

"That actually seems true. With this set of equipment, he probably wouldn't be any worse than One Smile, who's ranked first on the Equipment Ranking List!" Weiwei secretly thought to herself. She didn't doubt it, either, since the Equipment Ranking List was updated once a day and calculated at midnight. If someone didn't want others to know, they simply had to avoid wearing it before the update.

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