"Yes." Utterly exasperated by her teammates' pestering, Luo Shuhe coldly spat out this single word through gritted teeth.
Yet, this simple "yes" was like a boulder dropped into a still lake, instantly turning her teammates into hooked fish gaping in shock.
"Holy crap! A girl! Is she a girl?"
"Her voice is so nice... so icy, that domineering tone is killer."
"I bet it's a voice changer. Xilou, say something else."
"'My Favorite Gege'? That ID’s gotta be a girl. Wow, such a contrast—a cold beauty with such a cute username."
"..."
The three hooked fish babbled on, fawning over her nonstop.
Gu Luo listened to their remarks, his lips twitching uncontrollably.
Just then, a warm breath brushed against his ear.
"Brother, are all people who play this game like this?"
"Not really, this situation’s pretty rare... this match is just special..." Gu Luo felt compelled to defend the game’s reputation.
There really weren’t that many simps.
Most players were pretty normal.
"Zi Ze, Zi Ze, why aren’t you talking? Your voice is so nice, say something more..." The raspy-voiced teammate suddenly started chanting "Zi Ze" like a broken record.
"Yeah, girl, hearing 'Zi Ze' while gaming is the best!"
"..."
But Luo Shuhe ignored the three hooked fish entirely, silently sipping from Gu Luo’s water cup with a faint look of disgust.
Every man in this world except her brother was trash.
Well, except for Dad Gu Feng, of course.
The game officially began.
Seeing that Luo Shuhe refused to engage with them, the three hooked fish gradually quieted down.
Luo Shuning clung tightly to Gu Luo, whispering in his ear:
"Brother, do your best~ Go, go, go~"
"Got it." Gu Luo flashed a confident smile.
Then his scoreline read—
0-1.
0-2.
1-3.
1-4.
Well... it wasn’t until the third round that he finally managed to sneak up on an enemy.
Sneaky as hell.
Gu Luo laughed awkwardly, his face burning with embarrassment.
But what could he do? With two stunningly identical beauties beside him—one in a black slip dress, legs crossed elegantly as she sipped his water, the other in a school uniform pressed tightly against him, her warm breath occasionally tickling his ear—it was a miracle he could focus on the game at all. Only a legendary Sigma male could resist such temptation.
Yet, despite Gu Luo’s poor performance, the team went on a winning streak.
The reason? None other than [My Favorite Gege], who was absolutely dominating—her score a dazzling 9-0.
The little devil Luo Shuhe was slaughtering her way through the game, carrying the team effortlessly.
Yeah... he was getting carried by the little devil.
Hard to explain...
"Big sis, come to my room later to pick up your underwear," Luo Shuhe said coolly after precisely headshotting another enemy, glancing at Luo Shuning.
"Mhm." Luo Shuning neither agreed nor disagreed, only tightening her grip on Gu Luo’s arm and murmuring into his ear:
"It’s okay, brother, we’ll make a comeback slowly."
"Games are meant to be fun and relaxing."
Listening to her soothing voice, Gu Luo really wanted to say that the more angelic she acted, the harder it was for him to perform—his entire body was stiff.
"Okay..."
He took a deep breath, forcing his attention back to the game.
His performance improved slightly.
"Brother, that was amazing! Such a clean shot!"
"Brother, run! There are three enemies!"
"Wow, brother, your aim is so sharp!"
"..."
Under Luo Shuning’s constant encouragement, Gu Luo grew bolder, his score climbing from dead last to... second-to-last.
Ahem... at least he wasn’t the worst anymore.
Meanwhile, the little devil Shuhe’s score had far surpassed second place.
Miles ahead!
This sent the three hooked fish into a frenzy.
They kept shouting—"Zi Ze is insane!"
"Can I add you as a friend?!"
"..."
Gu Luo, on the other hand, was enjoying himself. With two sisters by his side, the gaming experience was truly one-of-a-kind.
Just then, Luo Shuhe’s in-game character, low on health, dashed into a house to dodge bullets.
Gu Luo, already hiding inside, had a sudden mischievous idea and, on impulse, used his ability to blast her back outside.
She was instantly shredded by enemy gunfire.
"Pfft—hahaha..."
Luo Shuning was the first to burst into laughter, her clear voice ringing through the room.
Gu Luo couldn’t hold back either, joining in.
Luo Shuhe set down her mouse, expressionless, and reached over to pinch his waist.
"Ow ow ow! I’m sorry! I was wrong!"
"I won’t do it again, I swear!"
Gu Luo yelped like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, begging for mercy.
Only then did Luo Shuhe release him, remarking flatly, "Brother must’ve learned this acting from Shuling."
She wasn’t actually angry, so she hadn’t pinched him hard.
"I’m just sensitive to pain..." Gu Luo chuckled awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood.
"Drama queen." Though she scoffed, Luo Shuhe reached out to rub the spot.
But before her fingers could touch him, a pale, delicate hand beat her to it.
"Shuhe, just focus on the game." Luo Shuning smiled sweetly, gently massaging Gu Luo’s waist.
Luo Shuhe shot her a glance but silently withdrew her hand.
As Gu Luo basked in the angel’s tender care, the raspy-voiced teammate—still in last place—suddenly lashed out at him.
"What’s your problem, third slot? Trying to be funny?"
"If you don’t wanna play, just leave. Why screw over the girl?"
"Girl, if you don’t wanna talk, that’s fine. Let me handle this trash for you."
The raspy voice dripped with anger and self-righteousness, as if he’d appointed himself Luo Shuhe’s "white knight."
Huh?
Gu Luo fell silent, unsure how to respond.
Being insulted was annoying, but he had been the one to mess up first.
Besides, he couldn’t exactly start cursing back in front of the sisters—that’d ruin his image.
"Zi Ze, can I add you after this? I’ll deal with these losers for you."
"Say something, Zi Ze."
The raspy-voiced player clearly saw Gu Luo as a stepping stone to curry favor with Luo Shuhe.
Then, Luo Shuhe finally spoke her second sentence of the entire match.
"I’m his girlfriend. We’re flirting. Why’s the dead-last barking?"
Her voice remained cool, but it carried an undeniable edge of authority.
In an instant, the guy with the raspy voice felt as if someone had grabbed him by the throat, leaving him speechless.
He was so embarrassed he could’ve dug a three-bedroom apartment with his toes.
Right then, he became the world’s most ridiculous clown.
A few seconds later,
only nine players remained in the game.
The raspy-voiced guy quit immediately.
“What the—huh?”
“Bro, are we part of some play or something…?”
“If you’re a couple, just say so… This is so awkward…”
“……”
The other two keyboard warriors’ fingers hovered aimlessly over their keys, their faces turning pale and then flushed—after all, they’d been shouting “Zi Ze” along with the raspy guy earlier, and now their cheeks burned with humiliation.
They were probably getting laughed at by her boyfriend.
So damn embarrassing…
Gu Luo hadn’t expected Luo Shuhe to call him her boyfriend either.
But damn, it felt good.
That raspy-voiced guy really was a clown.
Still, with Luo Shuning pressed up against him, Gu Luo could only clear his throat, hold down the V key, and explain to his teammates:
“She’s joking. We’re siblings.”
Hearing this, the two keyboard warriors immediately chimed in:
“Oh, got it. Your little sister’s quite the prankster.”
“And she’s really good at the game. Wanna add us later? We can rank up together.”
“Bro-in-law, bro-in-law—does your sister have a boyfriend?”
Gu Luo couldn’t be bothered to answer. Just as he was about to mute team chat, Luo Shuhe’s icy voice cut in:
“We’re not blood-related. Sooner or later, I’ll be his wife.”
The two keyboard warriors fell silent again.
Seriously, bro?
Are you messing with us?
Double kill?
Is this play still going on?
“Dude… you guys are really…” one teammate started to say.
But then, Luo Shuning leaned forward, pressed the V key, and said sweetly:
“Don’t misunderstand. She’s just joking.”
“Huh?… And you are?”
“I’m also his sister. But also his future wife.”
The two keyboard warriors: ?????
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
