Chased by Magical Girls After Becoming Their Enemy

"Sure thing! Take care, miss."

Only after Ling Feng left did Old Wang scratch his head in confusion.

"Huh? That girl looked kind of familiar..."

The scene shifted. By the time Ling Feng undid his transformation and returned home, his heart was still somewhat uneasy.

"Xiaofeng, where did you go last night?"

Before Ling Feng could even open the door, it had already been opened, giving him quite a start.

"I..."

"Forget it. Come in."

Ling Xiaoyu did not seem inclined to make a big deal out of it either. In the past, she probably would have given him a proper lecture.

She always felt that Ling Feng had changed a little, but she could not put her finger on exactly how.

"Oh? You brat still knew how to come home?"

In the living room, upon seeing Ling Feng, Fang Lin suddenly put on an imposing air, like a wife waiting for her husband to return home in the dead of night, smiling with hidden daggers~

The moment Ling Feng saw Fang Lin, he could not help letting out a low groan.

"Mom..."

"Who are you calling Mom?! Call me Sister!!"

The Dream She Did Not Want to Wake From

After speaking, Fang Lin gave Ling Feng no chance to react and pulled him straight into her embrace.

"Hey~ Let me get a good look at my precious son. Two years without seeing you, and you brat have gotten even more handsome!"

"Mom, you're already an adult. How are you still the same as before?"

Ling Feng felt too awkward to handle it, because Fang Lin looked like a twenty-five-year-old female college graduate at most.

Faced with such a beautiful older sister, could anyone really accept that face-full of cleavage without blushing or skipping a beat?

Father Ling sat on the sofa. Upon seeing Ling Feng, he merely nodded at him before continuing to read his newspaper, as though it had nothing to do with him.

But he was actually very happy. When Father Ling lowered his head again, he smiled. "Good kid."

In Ling Feng's memory, his father had always seemed to be like this, so he did not pay much attention to it.

"Dad..." Ling Feng greeted him.

"Ah, don't mind him. He's always like that. Tell Xiaoyu to make you whatever you want to eat."

Fang Lin beamed with joy. It was rare for the whole family to be together—shouldn't they be happy?

When Ling Feng said that word, he himself felt somewhat hollow. The thought that he had been adopted left him unsure of how to speak.

More importantly, he had a biological younger sister he had never met. Where was she now? Could he still continue living so peacefully and without guilt?

Seeing Ling Feng looking so absent-minded, Fang Lin could tell that he had changed somewhat. He seemed more mature, no longer as rash and restless as before...

Without pressure or restraints, when people acted however they pleased, they would not think too much about many issues. Just like the saying went: "Walk your own path and let others talk."

Sitting in the living room, Ling Feng patiently answered whatever Fang Lin asked him.

Even Fang Lin had not expected him to sit there so obediently and answer her questions.

Now that Ling Xiaoyu was cooking in the kitchen, Ling Feng even took the initiative to help, making Ling Xiaoyu wonder whether he was sick.

"Xiaofeng, are you short on money? You can tell me directly."

"No. I just wanted to help Sister Xiaoyu."

Ling Feng smiled and shook his head. Even his tone was much gentler than usual.

Ling Xiaoyu was deeply moved by Ling Feng's words, but she was somewhat unaccustomed to it instead. She even wondered whether Ling Feng had learned something.

For no reason, she became a little nervous and did not know how to respond.

But the two had a tacit understanding and said nothing more, beginning to prepare the ingredients.

Life taught us that since we could not change our environment, we had to change ourselves to adapt to it.

Yet no matter what kind of changes came, on life's journey, there would always be countless things that left one with no choice and nowhere to hide.

The masses could only experience the warmth and coldness of the human world amid such changes, accumulating deep bonds as they felt the changes of the world through the intertwining of fortune and adversity, joy and sorrow.

Time slipped away unnoticed. Opening old notes revealed profound emotions and artistic sentiments woven between the lines.

Regarding everything he had now, Ling Feng sometimes truly wished he could believe in those films about time turning back. But fantasy was fantasy after all, and reality was so helpless.

Cherishing the present was the only choice for now.

At lunchtime, Ling Wanqing had only just come downstairs with sleepy eyes. She had just woken up, but was not fully awake yet.

However, when she saw Ling Feng, her bright, watery eyes immediately lit up. It was the hopeful sense of security Ling Feng brought her.

The family was happily gathered together, looking at one another. Perhaps this was what people hoped for.

That afternoon, Ling Feng, Zhao Ping, Yuwen, Su Xiaoxiao, and Su Yun were still at the Imperial Internet Café.

By evening, they went out together to watch a movie and stroll around, seemingly bringing that day's training to an end.

Whenever he received messages from Qiu Yun'er or Tang Ling, he would reply. Ling Feng heard from Tang Ling that Lan Yuxin was still thinking of inviting him to that Phoenix Ancient City place.

Ling Feng was somewhat confused.

"Isn't that basically just a tourist attraction? Walking on water with lightness skills? Fuck, I can fly too~"

Ling Feng did not pay it much mind. After three consecutive days, the group finally reached the time close to the Winter Tournament.

Those rookies still had a huge gap compared to professional players. Professional players had all undergone systematic training.

Ling Feng and the others, on the other hand, placed greater emphasis on teamwork and tactics.

Speechless

Why had SK Chronicles of Time and Space become so wildly popular, even surpassing major games like Deadly Pesticide, Tiger Hero League, and Duck Battlefield at one point?

The main reason was its exquisite graphics and dreamlike art style.

However, SK was extremely difficult to operate. It included almost all twenty-six letters on the keyboard, along with the spacebar, numbers, symbols, and other keys, and different letters had different mechanics.

Pressing several different letters in succession would cause characters to react with different actions. Three letters alone already had six possible combinations.

For example, the numbers 1, 2, and 3 had six permutations.

First, determine the hundreds digit. It could be 1, 2, or 3, giving three choices.

Then determine the tens digit. It had to exclude the number already chosen for the hundreds digit, leaving only two choices.

Finally, determine the ones digit. It had to exclude both the tens and hundreds digits, leaving only one choice. Therefore, the total possibilities were 3×2×1=6.

By the same logic, the operational combinations for twenty-six letters reached as many as 456976. What a terrifying number.

Its operational details were precise down to finger joints and tiny movements, though normally people only focused on a few key ones. No one had that much free time to study every single one.

Of course, some deranged people even figured out how to lift a character's skirt and the like. Who knew what those people were thinking, or how they even came up with it? Every one of them was a real talent. Anyway, most of those had been banned~

SK had extremely high requirements for character models. Anything too crude would not pass.

In short, perhaps such high-difficulty controls were this game's charm. As the saying went, the worse you were, the more you loved playing~

On the night before the competition, everyone was actively preparing, while Ling Feng used one of the internet café's computers to start streaming again.

What Ling Feng valued most was mindset. His mindset had to remain steady, so he usually looked indifferent, but that was not actually the case.

He was simply very steady. Steady as hell.

When Zhao Ping and the others saw Ling Feng start his stream, they curiously leaned over.

Although they knew Ling Feng's skills were solid, they did not know much about his operational techniques.

Ling Feng could practically control his character however he pleased, as though the character inside the game were himself, doing whatever he wanted.

That was right—he had researched all of this step by step.

"Huh? I just noticed that your character looks a lot like Xiaoxiao's?"

Zhao Ping voiced his surprise. Hearing that, Yuwen also came over. "It really does look a little similar."

"See? I told you. It's not just similar—it's exactly the same, okay?" The more Zhao Ping looked, the more something felt off.

"Oh?" Su Yun had naturally noticed it as well. Seeing Zhao Ping and the others gather together, she came over to take a look too.

But she only smiled lightly and gave Ling Feng a meaningful glance, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

"Of course it is, because I made that for Master before." Hearing them discuss it, Su Xiaoxiao looked proud.

That character still had quite a few records in SK Era. It was rather famous, okay? She had to get some credit for it, right?

"Tsk tsk, I couldn't tell, Xiaofeng." After learning some of the details, Zhao Ping gave Ling Feng a teasing smile.

Yuwen also gave a soft sound of surprise. "That character model must have cost quite a bit, right?"

"Heh, do you think he cares about that little money? And didn't you hear Su Xiaoxiao say she personally made it for Ling Feng? She's obviously one of his female fans!"

Zhao Ping whispered to Yuwen with mixed envy and resentment. Only then did Yuwen suddenly understand. "So that's how it is!"

"Tsk tsk~"

"What are you tsking for? No smacking your lips! You need to fix that bad habit!"

"Isn't it because I'm so jealous of you?"

"Fuck." Ling Feng felt speechless, and for a moment, he had nothing to say.

"Hey! You two, I heard that just now."

Su Xiaoxiao pursed her little lips, planted both hands on her waist, and revealed small dimples on her cheeks. Her tiny mouth carried a wealth of expressions, making her look utterly adorable.

Combined with her appearance as nothing more than a little loli, she looked extremely cute, instantly melting Zhao Ping and Yuwen's hearts.

"Th-this... sorry, we were wrong!"

"Sorry, we were wrong!"

Zhao Ping and Yuwen spoke at the same time. Their actions amused Ling Feng and Su Yun instead.

Ling Feng was too embarrassed to say anything. All he could say was that they were truly something else.

You all received the same nine years of compulsory education, so why were you this outstanding?

Calm and Composed?

Esports, a competitive activity using electronic equipment as its medium to measure intellectual confrontation between people, had now evolved from a niche subculture into one of the mainstream lifestyles of modern young people.

From a macro perspective, the industry encompassed multiple sectors, including the internet, gaming, sports, and media.

Moreover, in this age of mass entertainment, esports had leapt from a small dream hidden in people's hearts into a dream-making industry that existed alongside dreams.

Today, the Winter Tournament for SK Chronicles of Time and Space had become the hottest topic in the community.

Countless devoted gamers, fans, and players arrived in droves, entering the venue early with tickets in hand.

At this moment, a bespectacled, slightly overweight middle-aged man was temporarily hosting the venue and delivering an impassioned speech.

"Are you still troubled by not having a place to watch matches? Are you still annoyed by not having computers to game with friends? Are you still sad because you can't find like-minded companions?"

"Linzhuo District's SK Esports Arena welcomes you! An enormous LED display, a perfect esports stage, and over a hundred computers to fulfill your esports dreams!"

"Sir, please stop shouting. We came to watch the match, not you. Could you save the advertising until after the competition?"

At last, a young man could no longer hold back and spoke up.

The prerequisites for entering this competition were being at least sixteen years old, having a full team of five members, and all reaching the strongest peak rank before registering.

So the threshold was fairly high. Combined with regional restrictions, naturally fewer people could participate.