Losing a Game, Then Hiding Under the Covers, Crying and Throwing a Tantrum

Mount EX (Replica Version)

'Though it's a replica, it has everything it should. You can even assimilate and fuse with your mount, allowing you to pilot anything.'

'Even The Hunt wouldn't be able to catch you!'

'Oh, that last part was a joke. You'd better not get any ideas about driving the Xianzhou away.'

Divine Gold.

Lin Shuang couldn't help rolling her eyes. Why would she drive the Xianzhou away when she had nothing better to do? Was she afraid those Xianzhou generals and Dragon Lords wouldn't be able to kill her?

Still, no wonder it had been rated purple-tier.

If she could use this skill to directly drive away even the Xianzhou, then its effect was pretty absurd.

She might not need it normally, but it could come in handy at a critical moment.

Of course, Lin Shuang also thought of the spaceship that was still being refitted.

Once the modifications were complete, she really wanted to personally pilot it and tear through the universe.

After all, it was a spaceship. Who hadn't dreamed of flying a spaceship?

She just hadn't known how to fly one before. Now that she had the skill, she had to enjoy herself a couple of times.

She could even get herself a few skiffs to play around with when she went to the Xianzhou in the future.

After sitting in her chair and fantasizing for a bit, resolving to take a spaceship out for a wild ride later—

Lin Shuang quickly refocused.

She took out her phone. The moment she opened the platform, she received a prompt from one of her gaming friends.

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: Why didn't you log in yesterday?]

[Four-Core Greatsword: My spaceship had just docked yesterday, and I happened to run into something where I had to stand up for justice. What about you? I just logged in and you're already rushing me. Were you waiting specifically for me?]

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: I happened to see your login notification. Are you coming or not? Hurry up.]

[Four-Core Greatsword: Yeah, yeah. Let's play something fast-paced. I've got things to do later.]

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: Fast-paced? Then play this. It's a racing game, and each round only takes ten minutes.]

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm shared a link with you]

A racing game?

Lin Shuang raised an eyebrow. What a coincidence.

I wonder if this skill will work in a game.

Thinking that, Lin Shuang tapped the link and soon entered the loading screen.

She opened the beginner tutorial. The moment she entered the virtual cockpit and felt the controls, her newly acquired skill activated.

Lin Shuang couldn't help marveling.

This skill really was something else. It was so subjective.

It even worked in games.

Using the skill, she swiftly cleared the beginner tutorial. The moment she came out, Silver Wolf sent Lin Shuang an invitation in-game.

As soon as she entered the room, a message from the other side popped up.

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: Come on. It's my first time playing this game too. Whoever loses more today has to call the other one Dad.]

[Four-Core Greatsword: Haha, you're still holding a grudge? What kind of Silver Wolf superfan remembers going crazy for this long? If I ever really meet Silver Wolf someday, you'll be so jealous you'll explode.]

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: Screw off. I'm just asking whether you dare.]

[Four-Core Greatsword: Of course I dare. Whoever doesn't is a grandson. I'm waiting for you to call me Dad!]

Lin Shuang grinned crookedly. You think you can stomp me just because I've never played a racing game?

Just wait!

Volume One: Losing a Game and Hiding Under the Covers, Crying and Throwing a Tantrum

Meanwhile.

In a room on the other side of the galaxy.

Silver Wolf sat cross-legged in an armchair, glasses on, eager to get started.

"Heh, you think just because you picked up RPGs quickly, you can do the same with racing games? If I don't beat you until you call me Dad today, then I'm not Silver Wolf."

Kafka, resting on the sofa beside her, heard Silver Wolf talking to herself and turned her head with interest.

"Sweetie, didn't you say Lin Shuang was talented? Don't crash and burn."

"Tch—I'd crash and burn? Just watch me perform."

Silver Wolf snorted, her face full of disdain.

She had to admit that Lin Shuang was indeed one of the rare people who could keep up with her pace and contend with her.

And she was passionate enough about games, too.

After all, most people at her level didn't get addicted to games, while most game addicts lacked the reaction speed and physical ability.

So even setting aside Elio's prophecy.

Silver Wolf was willing to play games with Lin Shuang. Players who could truly contend with her were hard to find.

But that was one thing!

There was no way she would let that bastard's insane rambling at her slide so easily!

Elsewhere.

Sam, who happened to be passing by, glanced curiously at Silver Wolf and sent Kafka a message on his phone.

'Sam: What did Silver Wolf do? Why does she look so angry?'

Kafka opened her phone and smiled faintly.

'Kafka: Elio's mission was to make contact with someone online. A few days ago, that person failed to recognize Silver Wolf and said some strange things right to her face.'

'Kafka: [Image][Image][Image]'

'Sam: Paimon shocked'

'Sam: What a strange person. No wonder Silver Wolf is so angry.'

Silver Wolf didn't notice her companions discussing her behind her back.

She was already immersed in the racetrack, waiting for all the matched players to arrive so the race could officially begin.

Waiting to utterly crush Lin Shuang.

And then—

In the first round, Silver Wolf was utterly crushed by Lin Shuang.

"Impossible! You overtook me in the very last second?"

Before long, Silver Wolf's exasperated voice drew the attention of Kafka and the idle Sam.

What also caught their attention was the mocking laughter leaking from the headphones.

"How is that impossible? That's what you call skill! Hurry up and call me Dad."

"What skill do you have? It's obviously your first time playing! It's not decided in one round. Don't get cocky, play another!"

Silver Wolf's chest rose and fell in anger before she swiftly threw herself into the second round.

Then—

"Why are you getting faster and faster?! Are you cheating?"

"So playing well means cheating? If you're bad, practice more. If you can't accept losing, don't play. The past is the past and the present is the present. That's two rounds now. Just wait to call me Dad! Hahahaha—"

"Best of five! Again!!"

Silver Wolf still refused to admit defeat and quickly started another round.

However.

Against Lin Shuang's unreasonable new skill, Silver Wolf's gaming ability simply couldn't compare.

At first, she could still maintain a slight gap, but the time difference steadily grew wider, and the distance between them stretched further and further.

By the fourth round, Silver Wolf had suffered four consecutive losses.

"Damn it, I don't believe it! Best of nine! Again!"

But this time, Lin Shuang helplessly declined Silver Wolf's invitation.

"Not playing anymore. Someone's looking for me. We'll do it again next time. Last round, you said best of seven. Hurry up."

"..."

Silver Wolf nearly ground her teeth to dust. This bastard was normally talented at other games, but why the hell was she so ridiculous at racing?

Wasn't this game supposed to offer a 99% realistic manual driving experience?

Silver Wolf was a top-tier player who had reached the pinnacle in games of this type.

Yet she had been utterly crushed by Lin Shuang right from the start. Was that really the learning speed a newcomer could have?

If she had chosen an RPG like before, she might have still managed to win a little.

Instead, why had she gone crazy and picked a racing game... thinking she could use her skills to mercilessly torment Lin Shuang?

Now, she was the one being tormented by Lin Shuang.

Uninstall! Trash game, get off my phone!

Just as Silver Wolf was about to speak, she suddenly seemed to remember something.

She took off her glasses and muted the voice chat. Turning her head, she saw Kafka and Sam sitting on the sofa beside her, staring directly at her.

"..."

Silver Wolf fell silent.

Instead, Kafka covered her mouth and laughed.

"Sweetie, you lost."

"...That was just an accident!"

"But you still have to call her Dad."

"..."

All the excuses in Silver Wolf's stomach were blocked by Kafka's words, leaving her unable to say a thing.

In a burst of anger, she sprang off the sofa and ran barefoot back to her room.

Bang—

After the bedroom door slammed shut.

In her room, Silver Wolf pursed her lips and plopped down onto the bed.

Lin Shuang was still urging Silver Wolf in the game to honor the bet, even relentlessly rubbing it in her face.

"Damn it! You set me up again!"

Silver Wolf muttered under her breath with a flushed face. Her fingers rapidly typed out a line on the screen before she exited, uninstalled the game, and turned off her phone in one smooth motion!

Then she buried herself in her pillow and began holding a self-criticism session, swearing that next time she would make a fierce comeback!

Even the tips of her exposed ears had turned bright red. She was clearly furious.

Meanwhile.

When Lin Shuang saw Silver Wolf's final message before going offline, she couldn't help breaking into a delighted grin.

[Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm: You win today. I'll call you Dad once, but just you wait until next time!!]

[Your friend: Great God Silver Wolf of the Gaming Realm has gone offline]

"Ah, that felt good."