Chen Fan hadn't expected the system to categorize everyone as either a red or blue name.
He had assumed the first red-named player he encountered would be an extremist, but it turned out to be Zhao Yue?
Check his red name record!
"Uneliminated Red Name Record: Soliciting Prostitution +2"
Chen Fan: "???"
What's going on?
What is this situation?
A rich second-generation heir, he actually... he actually...
Chen Fan was momentarily speechless; while it seemed unreasonable, it actually made a lot of sense!
For a rich second-generation heir like Zhao Yue, dabbling in romance, money, and alcohol, it seemed rather fitting.
"Dead again, damn it!"
Zhao Yue threw down his phone and turned around, fuming, "These teammates are too stupid! People jumped right in front of them, and they couldn't even kill them, and they got me killed too!"
"No, I still need to team up with you!"
After saying that, he looked Chen Fan up and down and smiled.
"Working class?"
Chen Fan's eyes flickered.
"What, working class people aren't good enough to play games with you?"
Zhao Yue was amused by Chen Fan's tone.
"Don't be so hostile towards rich second-generation heirs; I was just curious about your job."
Chen Fan said calmly, "No hostility, just can't quite grasp the temperament of you rich second-generation heirs."
Zhao Yue picked up his phone again and said, "Don't worry, rich second-generation heirs don't eat people."
"Log on!"
"These past two days playing games, only you can carry me to a chicken dinner!"
Looking up at Chen Fan, Zhao Yue said, "If you can carry me to one more win, same old rules, an 888 yuan red packet will be presented with both hands!"
"Dare to come?"
Chen Fan pulled out his phone, "Come on, a fool would pass up free money!"
"But let's be clear, I only have the morning!"
Zhao Yue glanced at the time.
"Half a day?"
"There's no half a day left, it's already eleven o'clock!"
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow.
"So, are you still playing or not?"
Zhao Yue's tone faltered.
"Play!"
Chen Fan chuckled inwardly, 'Come on!'
Log on again.
Actually, carrying a noob like him in a game isn't hard; the challenge is how to make him feel a sense of accomplishment!
For this, Chen Fan had to get serious.
From equipment to technique, Chen Fan told him everything he knew.
If a kill could go to Zhao Yue, he would absolutely not finish it himself.
Fortunately, Chen Fan had also worked as a booster for a while, so his skills were naturally unquestionable.
One game was quickly won by him, and Zhao Yue also achieved an excellent record of five kills.
"Awesome!!!"
Zhao Yue couldn't help but shout.
"It's so much more fun playing with an expert!"
Chen Fan nodded and said, "You've made some progress, and your awareness is gradually catching up. Practice for a while longer, and you should be able to carry girls."
Zhao Yue was amused by Chen Fan's words.
"Carry girls?"
"Look closely, do I need games to carry girls?"
"I'm also very good at games, but not this game, but the money game!"
Chen Fan scoffed, unimpressed.
What money game?
You're just an NPC in my Earth Online.
Are you really taking yourself seriously?
"Hurry up, again, again!"
Zhao Yue was a bit impatient; the feeling of dominating in the game made him forget the pain in his leg.
He even forgot that there were still documents from Old Wu that he hadn't looked at.
What is this called?
For Zhao Yue at this moment, this was called neglecting one's duties for pleasure!
But he couldn't be blamed; only Chen Fan was too cunning, providing such an immersive gaming experience that Zhao Yue couldn't extricate himself!
In the second game, Chen Fan was still in command, but he quickly noticed.
There were experts in this round, and they were a team.
"Be careful, don't show your head. The opponents have good aim; they should be experts!"
Hearing Chen Fan's words, Zhao Yue was nonchalant.
"Experts? How does that saying go? I specifically target experts!"
Bang~
No sooner had he spoken than Zhao Yue's game character was shot down.
'Save me, save me, save me...'
"What's going on? Hurry and save me!"
Chen Fan frowned deeply; the current situation was unfavorable for him. The opponents had three players, and their firepower was strong.
He only had two people, Zhao Yue was down, and he himself was surrounded. How could he possibly save him?
Seeing Chen Fan's indifference, Zhao Yue grew anxious.
"What are you standing there for? Save me! Throw smoke, hurry and throw smoke!"
Chen Fan also retorted irritably, "Shut up! I just warned you not to show your head, but you wouldn't listen. Why do you have to act tough?"
Zhao Yue was so angry he laughed.
"I'm acting tough?"
"I... who are you talking to?"
"You've forgotten your status, haven't you?"
"Why are you yelling at me here?"
"You really think I wouldn't dare hit you, do you?"
As Zhao Yue bickered, Chen Fan got distracted and was also gunned down by the enemies.
Defeat!
Putting down his phone, Chen Fan looked at Zhao Yue with an unhappy expression.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Your skills are bad and you won't listen to advice. Who do you think you are?"
"And hit me? Try it!"
"Do you think I want to play with a cripple like you?"
"You need to understand, you invited me here, I didn't come begging!"
Zhao Yue also got angry.
"How dare you talk to me like that? Get it straight, I paid you!"
Chen Fan was too lazy to argue with him; he wasn't going to serve him anymore!
He directly transferred back the two 888 yuan red packets from before.
"Do you think I care about your petty money?"
"You pervert!"
Zhao Yue's face stiffened.
"You... you're cursing me?"
Chen Fan glared.
"Malicious fabrication is cursing you, but what I said is a fact!"
"Per-vert!"
Zhao Yue's face changed dramatically. If it weren't for his inconvenient leg, he would have jumped up by now.
"Shut up, don't shout, don't shout!!!"
Chen Fan was stunned.
Don't shout?
What was this guy afraid of?
Zhao Yue lowered his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense; it wouldn't be good if Auntie heard it!"
Chen Fan was so angry he laughed.
"You, a rich second-generation heir, a playboy, you can do all those things, but you're afraid of people knowing?"
Zhao Yue gritted his teeth, "Why do you care so much? Just don't shout. I was wrong just now. As long as you don't shout, let's just say we won this round. I'll send you another red packet!"
After saying that, Zhao Yue not only returned the money but also sent Chen Fan another 888 yuan red packet.
Chen Fan was full of doubts. What was going on?
"System Reminder: Player Zhao Yue has strict family discipline. If his parents find out about his soliciting prostitution, it will have a negative impact and consequences for him!"
Hearing this, Chen Fan smiled.
What a good son!
So, you're that kind of rich second-generation heir?
A meaningful smile appeared on his face. Chen Fan accepted the red packet and stared at Zhao Yue, chuckling... Zhao Yue's face tensed up.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Chen Fan said in a lewd tone, "Young Master Zhao, you wouldn't want your sister to know about your soliciting prostitution, would you?"
At these words, Zhao Yue's face changed dramatically.
"Chen Fan!"
"How dare you threaten me?"
Chen Fan: "If your parents knew you were out there..."
Zhao Yue said with a very friendly smile, "Mr. Chen, how can I apologize to make you happy?"
Chen Fan's face became serious.
"Very simple!"
"From now on, put away your rich second-generation heir's facade and talk to me properly! Besides, what do you have to be so arrogant about?"
"If you want to play, keep playing. If not, immediately send someone to take me back to where I was picked up from!"
Zhao Yue forced a smile.
"Okay, no problem. From now on, we're buddies!"
"Between buddies, a few jokes and a bit of teasing aren't worth getting angry over!"
Chen Fan nodded.
"That's more like it!"
"Still playing or not?"
Zhao Yue's face became serious.
"Play, let's go!"
