Sui Xiong was not someone good at thinking. Back in university, his grades in logic had been disastrously low. It was only thanks to the teacher's generous leniency and the inclusion of his usual performance that he had avoided failing the course.
Unlike many classmates who skipped classes all day to haunt internet cafés, even if Sui Xiong disliked or was bad at a subject, he would still attend class diligently and listen. Even if, by the end of a lesson, his eyes had practically turned into spiraling mosquito coils, he would never sleep in class or do something else. This earned him considerable appreciation from his teachers, and his usual grades were always quite good.
Because most of his time went into studying, his "grades" in such "mandatory university courses" as online games were rather shabby. At most, he had tried all sorts of online games available at the time. As for levels or equipment, those were absolutely nothing to speak of.
After graduating and starting work, he still often played online games, but his skill remained poor—mainly because he had neither the time nor the energy. He had to work, take illustration commissions on the side, and occasionally chat with people on QQ. Where was he supposed to find much time for gaming?
If he had truly been a gaming fanatic, a god of all-night grinding, he would certainly have been decked out in top-tier gear. Why would he have been so enraged over a mere piece of premium equipment when he first transmigrated that he smashed his keyboard and mouse, then ran out to drown his sorrows in drink?
What Sui Xiong was good at was doing things seriously.
If he truly could not handle something, he would seek advice from someone who understood it.
For example,