Because Magical Cat Yuumi was a typical support, and it wasn't easy to randomly play support in mid or top at the King rank, Mo Yi's support journey for the new day began once more.
There was no game called Honor of Kings in Mo Yi's world. He had no idea which world's network the "Little World Game" had connected him to, but in any case, he was playing games with people from other worlds. The thought was rather fantastical.
The moment Mo Yi's account, "Qi Mu Wu Wu Kai," logged on, a friend immediately messaged him to queue together.
After all, Honor of Kings was a five-versus-five team game. In the Bronze, Silver, and Gold fishpond ranks, one person could still carry the whole match. But in King-ranked games, if your four teammates decided to throw, even if Buddha Rulai himself descended, he would still get beaten until he cried for his daddy.
Especially since Mo Yi played games not merely for fun, but to reliably get MVP. Victory was a necessary prerequisite, so finding suitable teammates to queue with was very necessary.
Especially now, when he was playing a typical support hero like Magical Cat Yuumi. If his teammates were no good, then no matter how awesome the support was, they would ultimately have to kneel before cruel reality.
"Ding ding—"
Mo Yi opened the instant message. As expected, it was from his best buddy, "World's Number One Princess." Only she could possibly be online nearly twenty-four hours a day.
As for why he assumed she was a guy rather than a girl?
Wasn't that easy to understand?
What girl in this world could reach the King rank in gaming? Especially someone online twenty-four hours a day like her—it was even more impossible. Even if she really was a girl, she would probably turn into "Princess Qi Biluo" from staying up late gaming for so long.
After thinking about it, Mo Yi felt it was better if she was a guy. At least she would not fall for him because of his flashy movement and damage output, razor-sharp kill-stealing skills, and never-say-die competitive spirit.
World's Number One Princess: "You there? One match?"
Qi Mu Wu Wu Kai: "Sure. I'm support today."
World's Number One Princess: "Then I'm ADC. Please stop selling me out, this Princess has a temper too. I'm about to trace your IP address. Watch out, or I'll mail a bomb to your house."
Qi Mu Wu Wu Kai: "Troll smile (emote). Can a support's actions be called selling someone out? That's called sacrificing the ADC. Everything is for the final victory. Don't worry, the organization won't forget the blood and sweat you shed. Also, why are you still showing off your hacking skills? I told you, I'm not from Earth—I'm from another world. Even if your hacking skills could hack the Eagle Nation's S.H.I.E.L.D., you still wouldn't find Grandpa Qi Mu's hometown. Give up, Onion Girl."
Wasn't World's Number One Princess Hatsune Miku, the one who loved singing "Ievan Polkka"?
Mo Yi had that much 2D common sense, at least.
World's Number One Princess: "Screw you! I told you, this Princess is not some twin-tailed green-haired diva! And I've said it several times too—I'm not from Earth either. I'm a Lunarian. Even people from another world cannot escape the advanced technology of us great Lunarians."
Qi Mu Wu Wu Kai: "So, is your NP full today, Great Hero? Or do you still have enough elbows, King of Heroes?"
World's Number One Princess: "Are you a demon?"
After trading trash talk for a while, the two were matched and successfully entered the game's loading screen.
Then Mo Yi instantly locked in Magical Cat Yuumi as support, while Onion Girl instantly locked in Swift Scout Teemo as ADC. She even equipped the Demon King Skin, as if she feared others would not know her family had mines and that she was a detestable skin collector.
Unlike Mo Yi, who was so low-key. He never spent money in games and pursued the purest competitive joy the game itself had to offer. (That said, did Riot Games support cross-world top-ups?)
Seeing her randomly pick again, Mo Yi knew they would probably lose this match too, unless he performed beyond his limits and exploded with power.
After all, Qi Mu Wu Wu Kai was a renowned King of Random Players in Honor of Kings. He had played since the game first launched and was a true ancient god, one of the original Three Illusory Gods of the King rank.
If others treated games as a profession like Mo Yi did, they could probably accomplish the same. Unfortunately, if they truly went pro, they would not spend all their time mingling in random-player matches. They would go compete in professional tournaments instead.
And so, the entire morning's work hours passed like that. When Mo Yi came back to himself, it was already lunchtime.
After saying goodbye to Onion Girl and logging off, Mo Yi opened the refrigerator and found that there were hardly any ingredients left inside. He decided to go out and buy some ingredients from the supermarket.
Once Mo Yi got dressed and opened the door, he discovered a white lump sitting right in front of it. Wasn't this Kiana, whom he had assumed would have left?
The sound of the door opening also roused Kiana from her dazed state as she sat on the stone steps outside Mo Yi's home. She turned her head to look at him.
Their gazes met, one above and one below.
Mo Yi immediately knew that, having confirmed it through eye contact, the other person really was Chicken Kiana Kaslana.
Kiana: Plan Successful!
Mo Yi, meeting Kiana's gaze, froze for a moment. His feelings were somewhat complicated, though in any case, it was not the feeling of "meeting the right person."
She was sitting right outside his door, so he should say a word or two. But what should he say?
"Fancy meeting you here. What are you doing here?"
Right outside his own home, where he saw her the instant he opened the door—could it be any more of a coincidence?
The most common Chinese greeting: "Have you eaten?"
Obviously, she had been sitting here the whole time. There was no need to ask; he knew she had not eaten.
"The wind is slightly restless today."
Kiana probably would not understand that sort of greeting from an artsy young woman.
Should he just tell her, "Miss Kiana, you're blocking my door. Could you move aside?"
That was too cold and impersonal.
Thus, Mo Yi simply stared at Kiana. Her eyes seemed able to speak, constantly accusing him of evil deeds. Though Mo Yi did not think he had done anything deserving such resentment that she would blockade his doorway.
After a full ten seconds, he awkwardly said:
"Yo, good afternoon, Kiana."
Mo Yi gave an awkward little wave.
"I'm going to the supermarket to buy some ingredients. See you later."
With that, he was about to pass her by and go take care of his own business.
"Hmph—"
Kiana gave a dissatisfied snort upon hearing that, then continued sitting there, guarding Mo Yi's doorway while viciously tormenting a stalk of wild grass she had plucked from nearby.
After walking several steps, Mo Yi noticed that she really had not called out to stop him or chased after him. He could not help turning back, only to find her still in the same state.
What word would be suitable to describe her?
The words "loser dog" surfaced in Mo Yi's mind.
Kiana also had twin tails, but she was neither blonde nor flat-chested. Why did he feel that she looked like a homeless loser dog?
After hesitating for several seconds, Mo Yi still walked back.
Kiana suddenly felt something blocking her view. Looking up, she found that it was the detestable landlord who had returned after leaving. Since he refused to rent her a place anyway, Kiana naturally had no reason to flatter him. She asked irritably, "What?"
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