Jiang Yuehan raised his eyes slightly, as though he had heard something extraordinary. Cui Yan was also surprised by the young lady volunteering.
Both thought it was a child's passing whim, nothing more than a joke.
Jiang Jinran knew they had not taken her seriously, so she asked earnestly, "Yuehan, if I bring Jiang Qiche home, just tell me-will you give me the five million or not?"
Even with Jiang Jinran looking perfectly serious, Jiang Yuehan still did not take her at her word.
As though playing a game with a child, he answered lightly, "Yes, of course."
Jiang Jinran clenched her fists. "That's all I needed. Just wait and see."
Jiang Yuehan looked into his sister's eyes and, as though something had suddenly occurred to him, asked out of nowhere, "You seem... very interested in that five million?"
Jiang Jinran nodded. "Of course."
"Are you short of money?" Jiang Yuehan frowned slightly.
"Not exactly." Jiang Jinran pursed her lips.
[I just want to save up for retirement.]
Jiang Yuehan: ...
A woman of action, Jiang Jinran immediately began putting her "five million" plan into motion.
She got Jiang Qiche's phone number from Jiang Yuehan.
Then she dialed!
The result, of course, was that no one answered.
Undeterred, Jiang Jinran kept dialing, bombarding Jiang Qiche with calls.
The final result was-
Jiang Jinran discovered that she had been blocked.
Damn!
This brother really wasn't giving her any face.
But that was fine. Jiang Jinran registered a new phone number and continued "harassing" Jiang Qiche with it.
Finally-
A call from Jiang Qiche suddenly came blasting in.
Heaven did not fail those who persevered!
Moved by the feeling that she had finally "waited for the clouds to part and the moon to shine through," Jiang Jinran immediately answered, making her voice deliberately soft and sweet. "Qiche, you finally answered my call..."
"Jiang Jinran, have you lost your mind?" Jiang Qiche's tone was hostile, his voice steeped in danger and indifference.
"Qiche, I..."
Before she could say more than a few words, Jiang Qiche cut her off. The boy's voice was low and cool, its intimidating pressure seeming to spill out of the phone. "Don't think that just because I was willing to speak to you and helped you once, we're close enough to call each other."
"To me, you're nothing."
Huh?
Jiang Jinran opened her mouth, momentarily at a loss for words.
What kind of line from the male lead of a prime-time dog-blood drama was that?!
"Cross the line again, and I won't be polite." Jiang Qiche's voice seemed cold enough to pierce bone, ruthless and devoid of warmth. An inexplicable chill ran through Jiang Jinran.
Just then, she heard someone else's voice over the phone. "Jiang Qiche, hurry up and log in. Ranked is about to start. Legend, launch!"
The call ended.
Holding her phone, Jiang Jinran fell into thought.
If she had heard correctly-
Someone beside Jiang Qiche had clearly just called him over to play a game, and that game was called Legend.
She had not expected a game in the novel to exist in the real world too.
Before Jiang Jinran transmigrated into the book, there had also been a game called Legend in the real world where she lived.
Most likely, the author of this novel had simply borrowed a game from the real world...
Legend, huh...
Jiang Jinran's eyes shifted, and she decisively turned on the computer on her desk.
Legend was currently the most popular PC game, and its daily popularity was astonishing.
Jiang Jinran registered an account and tried to enter the game, only to discover she actually had to queue.
While waiting, she browsed Legend's game forum.
[Newbie reporting in. Which server is best for someone playing Legend for the first time?]
Jiang Jinran casually clicked on this thread floating on the forum's first page.
[Any server is fine as long as it isn't Server 1.]
[The person above is right. Newbies, avoid Server 1.]
[Come to our glorious Server 13. Retirement server, absolutely amazing atmosphere.]
[Forget Server 13. It's practically a ghost server. You can wait forever without finding anyone to team up with.]
[Bullshit. How is it a ghost server? Our Server 13 just doesn't have any students, so it looks inactive. Everyone pops up on weekends.]
[Can I ask why you don't recommend Server 1?]
[Because Server 1 is packed with gods fighting to the death. Go there and you might get slaughtered until not even ashes remain.]
[Server 1 really isn't fit for ordinary people. Those gods are no joke. If you've got nerves of steel and good skills, you can try your luck. Otherwise, forget it.]
[It's really hard to level up and climb ranks on Server 1. That place is practically a hellish gu-breeding pit. But it's good for people who don't care about results and just want to chase stars. God Fatal is on Server 1. Lots of people go there for him.]
[I'm a fan of God Fatal too. Number one across all servers! I really want to bask in some of his immortal aura.]
[As if Fatal were that easy to get close to. I heard pro teams want to recruit him and have even offered an astronomical ten million, but he ignores everyone.]
At this point, Jiang Jinran's gaze lingered on the name "Fatal."
Although she knew nothing about this game's outstanding players, Jiang Jinran's first instinct told her-
This Fatal could very well be Jiang Qiche.
As the young master of the villainous Jiang family, Jiang Qiche was no ordinary high school student.
He was actually a computer genius, a future god-tier hacker.
He was good with computers, so he was surely good at games too.
Thus, becoming number one across all of Legend's servers might not be difficult for Jiang Qiche.
Meanwhile, the queue had ended, and the computer went straight to the server selection screen.
There were twenty-five servers to choose from. Jiang Jinran moved her mouse and selected Server 1 without hesitation.
Once she entered the game, the match interface immediately appeared before her.
This was a 5v5 game. Five teammates were randomly grouped together to fight the five players on the opposing side.
Winners gained points, losers lost points, and accumulating points allowed players to climb ranks.
At this moment, however, Jiang Jinran was merely a Bronze player with no points.
That was because she had skipped the tutorial and had not gone to farm points in the easier matches against bots.
She had gone straight to the hardest matches, against real players.
Because these matches awarded the most points.
She wanted to rank up as quickly as possible so she would have a chance of being matched with Fatal.
"Fuck, what rotten luck. How did we get matched with a zero-point Bronze?!"
On the match screen, since the game had not started and they were still selecting heroes, the five teammates matched together could chat in the public chat.
"We're dead. This really is a Bronze who couldn't be any newer. Got a death wish, coming here to feed?"
"I don't think we can carry this. Why don't we forfeit..."
"It's not gods on the other team you should fear, but pig teammates on your own. Looks like we're losing points this match."
"What shitty luck. Suddenly I don't feel like playing. Fucking bad omen!"
"Hey, mute Bronze, why don't you take the hint and leave? We're not gods. We can't carry you..."
Jiang Jinran watched the characters constantly popping up in the public chat. Her gaze remained calm and tranquil, her mood completely unaffected by their disparaging remarks.
She reached out her fingers and finally typed her first message in the public chat-
[Don't worry. I'll carry in a minute.]