Walking down the small town's shopping street, Chen's mind was in turmoil.
"How am I supposed to carry these two idiots to victory later? No matter what game it is, they're hopelessly bad…"
Suddenly, a flyer waved in front of his face, accompanied by a crisp, cheerful voice.
"Fifty meters ahead—brand new internet café, free trial of the latest game! Win and you'll even get rewards!"
Chen looked up and froze.
Standing before him was a stunning young woman dressed as a warrior. Long boots, gleaming armor, and a bright cape made her stand out brilliantly on this humble street.
"Whoa!" Zhang Qingkun's eyes lit up. He snatched the flyer and huddled together with Li Yan to read it.
"It says—new opening tournament, free trial of a brand-new game. Requirements: under eighteen, teams of three, limited to sixty-four groups. The champion gets three VIP tickets to the company's opening ceremony, and the MVP gets a mysterious reward!"
He turned back to the cosplayer with a grin that could only be described as shameless.
"Big sister, is this for real? Then we're signing up! With Chen on our team, victory's guaranteed!"
Li Yan immediately stepped forward, feigning politeness.
"Excuse me, sister, where do we register?"
The warrior-like beauty gave them a dazzling smile.
"Just call me Limi. Fill out the form here, and you'll be registered."
She handed them a registration sheet. The three of them scribbled down their names and grades before giving it back.
Limi tucked the sheet neatly into her folder and gave them a playful wink.
"Registration complete! Head over there to check in. The match officially begins at five o'clock. I'll also be there to cheer for you. Good luck, young warriors!"
Zhang Qingkun and Li Yan instantly beamed, acting as if they had already secured first place.
But Chen's thoughts were far from carefree.
"Free trial? Mysterious reward? …This doesn't feel like just any ordinary competition."