This Bad Luck is Awesome!

"Alright."

Chen Mo dismissed the thought of leaving the voice channel.

It wasn’t that he was after the weapon skin.

He just wanted to see the reaction of some repressed gamer kid, watching the skin he bought for a girl get passed on to another guy.

And so, he launched Valorant!

"? What’s with your ID?"

Chen Mo noticed her ID was [Gummy Bear].

Wei Luyao was definitely someone who was extremely online; there was no way she didn’t know the meme behind this ID.

"I haven’t bought a single skin, but ever since I changed my ID to this, I haven’t lacked for a skin in a single match."

Wei Luyao said with a grin, her tone full of pride.

"You’ve really cracked the code for this game."

Chen Mo couldn’t help but chuckle.

’Have to admit, it’s damn effective.’

’Pure genius.’

Soon, they got into a game.

Chen Mo picked Sova, and Wei Luyao picked Reyna.

"Let’s go, go, go!"

Just then, Chen Mo saw his teammates’ IDs.

This time, he was the one who fell silent.

After_Tang_Is_Song.

MyOrangeIsSweeter.

Got_A_Mommy.

Then he glanced at the enemy team’s.

Valorant>Wanking.

Genshin_Impact_Startup.

TurkeyFlavoredRiceCrisp.

All he could say was that every time he started a game, the great encyclopedia of weird-ass IDs gained a new batch of entries.

"Don’t buy yet, I’ll drop you one."

As soon as the game started, Chen Mo was about to buy a gun when Wei Luyao reminded him.

"Gummy Bear, are you a girl?"

A man’s voice suddenly asked over the voice chat.

"I am~"

Wei Luyao said with a laugh, putting on a cutesy voice.

"Do you want a gun? I can buy you a Sheriff. I have a skin for it."

"Let me buy for you, my skin is more expensive."

"Next round, I’ll buy you a Vandal."

Immediately, three different male voices spoke up at once in the voice chat.

"Pfft—"

Chen Mo couldn’t hold it in and burst out laughing.

’Seriously, dudes?’

’This is a battlefield, what are you guys doing?’

"Heehee, see? Was I wrong? Here, I dropped a gun for you."

Wei Luyao said to Chen Mo with a laugh in their private voice channel.

Chen Mo saw that a Sheriff with a skin had appeared in his hands.

’Yep, didn’t spend a dime. All sponsored by the Valorant simps.’

"I gave my gun to my roommate."

Wei Luyao suddenly said.

And the next second, Chen Mo saw a gun appear in her hands.

"Damn."

Chen Mo couldn’t help but exclaim.

"You carry me through that other game, and I’ll carry you in Valorant. Deal?"

Wei Luyao proposed with a grin.

"Deal."

Hearing this, Chen Mo agreed with a smile.

It wasn’t about the skins. With his current wealth, buying a few skins was nothing.

The main point of playing games was to have fun, right?

’And this is pretty damn fun...’

After the barrier dropped, the game officially began.

"BANG!"

With the sound of a gunshot, Wei Luyao, the entry fragger, was instantly downed.

’Damn, college kids really are something else, so full of vigor.’

’Down for the count in an instant.’

"The enemy team is hacking!"

Wei Luyao said with a determined tone.

"BANG!"

Chen Mo took out the opponent with a single shot.

"They’re not hacking."

He said flatly.

"..."

Wei Luyao went quiet.

In the rounds that followed, Wei Luyao was almost always the first to die.

Eventually, Chen Mo stopped letting her push and told her to hide behind him.

After Chen Mo died, he switched his spectator view to Wei Luyao’s screen.

He wanted to see what her skill level was really like.

Just then, he saw a shadow flicker by the wall ahead.

Before he could even react, he saw Wei Luyao’s crosshair instantly snap in that direction.

But before she could even fire, the enemy killed her instantly.

"Your reaction time is pretty fast."

Chen Mo wasn’t being sarcastic; he genuinely thought her reflexes were fast.

He hadn’t even processed it, yet she had already moved her mouse to aim at the opponent.

Normally, young people have fast reflexes, but not *that* fast.

Her reaction speed felt a little absurd.

At least when he was a senior in college, he didn’t have reflexes like that.

Forget senior year, he wasn’t even this fast in middle or high school.

It was just that her aim was terrible. Her crosshair was practically flying up to the sky.

’If she actually practices her aim, she might even be able to carry him up the ranks someday.’

"I told you I was an FPS genius. You believe me now?"

Wei Luyao had been feeling a bit down after getting killed instantly.

But after hearing Chen Mo’s words, her confidence came flooding back.

"Just practice your aim more, kiddo."

"I’m practicing, I’m practicing."

For the rest of the game, Chen Mo basically didn’t have to buy his own guns; Wei Luyao just dropped him ones with skins.

Every time Wei Luyao died, their teammates would console her.

"Nice try, Reyna. Wanna play together next game?"

"What a shame. The enemy team has no class. If I were on their team, I definitely wouldn’t shoot at you."

"Go, Mommy, go!"

After hearing all that, both Chen Mo and Wei Luyao fell silent.

’These guys are really repressed, huh.’

In the end, Wei Luyao finished the game with a score of 2-18.

She "furiously" secured a combat score of 42, the lowest of all ten players.

Chen Mo’s assessment of this: a fallen FPS genius.

"It’s getting late. I’m logging off. Let’s play again when we have time."

Chen Mo glanced at his watch and said to Wei Luyao.

"Okay, I was just about to go eat at the cafeteria anyway. If I go any later, there won’t be anything left."

Wei Luyao stretched in her chair, also getting ready to eat.

"I heard the cafeteria at your school, Hua Zheng, is pretty good."

Chen Mo asked curiously, remembering a rumor he’d heard back in his school days.

"Where did you hear that? That’s the most ridiculous rumor I’ve ever heard!"

"Let me put it this way: our school’s cafeteria is about the same as my skill level in Valorant."

"The gun in my hands looks the part, the skin is gorgeous, but my aim is like a roadside... dog."

Wei Luyao sounded utterly shocked, as if it were the first time she’d ever heard someone praise her school’s cafeteria.

Then she launched into a harsh critique.

’And she’s even using herself as an example.’

It instantly gave Chen Mo a clear picture of her school cafeteria’s quality.

’So great, no further words are needed.’

"Then why don’t you eat out?"

Chen Mo asked with a smile.

"We’re different. You have a job and a salary. I’m just a poor, struggling college student."

"This is Modu. We spend ’Modu currency’ here. Eat out for a few days and my living expenses for the month are gone."

"Although our school cafeteria is more expensive than other schools’, it’s still cheaper than eating out."

Wei Luyao said with a sigh.

"Fair enough, that’s true."

Chen Mo nodded in understanding.

Before he graduated, he also ate almost every meal at the cafeteria.

’Can’t be helped. Modu has its own currency.’

After chatting a bit more, Chen Mo left the voice channel.

He walked out of the gaming room and gently opened the bedroom door.

He found Xia Shiqing breathing evenly, still sound asleep.

So he left the bedroom without disturbing her.

He heated up the leftovers from lunch in the kitchen and ate dinner.

After eating, he stood on the balcony for some fresh air.

He hadn’t been out all day, cooped up in either the bedroom or the gaming room.

"DING!"

"My mom found out I’m in a relationship."

Just then, a message came from Pan Kejia.

Upon reading it, Chen Mo’s brow twitched. He replied, "What do you mean?"

"Is she still at your place?"

Pan Kejia didn’t answer his question, instead asking if Xia Shiqing was still there.

"Yeah, she’s still sleeping."

The moment Chen Mo sent his reply, she started a video call.

"What’s up?"

Chen Mo answered the call, looking at Pan Kejia on the screen.

"I’m so jealous of Sister Shiqing. She actually gets to sleep peacefully."

Pan Kejia said sarcastically, seeing he was on the balcony.

When Chen Mo was with her, he hadn’t cared whether she got any rest.

"You say that as if I didn’t let you sleep. Weren’t you the one who wouldn’t let *me* sleep?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow. ’Has she gotten amnesia? It’s only been a few days.’

"If you don’t sleep, then she can sleep better, right?"

Pan Kejia rolled her eyes at him and said with a deep, suggestive meaning.

"I think you’re asking for another lesson."

Chen Mo shook his head. She was still bringing up her ’Sage’ plan.

"Don’t. I just started work today. I don’t want to ask for another day off."

A flicker of fear passed through Pan Kejia’s eyes, and she immediately lost her nerve.

When Chen Mo "taught her a lesson," he really went all out.

He didn’t hold anything back.

If she took a few more days off, she could forget about getting a promotion, no matter how outstanding her performance was.

It was one thing not to work overtime, but skipping work every few days was another.

Even if her dad was a partner at the firm, he wouldn’t be able to get her promoted.