I listened to my sister's words today.

After finishing their breakfast, the two drove slowly back to the suburban manor in the morning breeze. The air outside the manor was fresh, the surroundings were lush green, and there were maids trimming the flowers and plants on the lawn.

Yun Yiruo appeared to be in high spirits. She grabbed Jiang Ling's hand and hurried upstairs, as if she had already planned out her next steps. Entering the room, she expertly plugged in the power, connected the monitor, and arranged the cables, mouse, and keyboard. Finally, she clapped her hands, a satisfied smile plastered on her face, as if she had accomplished an important task.

"Sister, you can go do your thing and don't worry about me!" Yun Yiruo turned excitedly and said to Jiang Ling, her tone full of anticipation. Her small figure stood in front of the computer desk, as if this was her kingdom and the computer was her artifact.

Jiang Ling looked at Yun Yiru's eager expression and couldn't help but feel a little teasing in her heart. She chuckled, leaned forward slightly, and looked at him with a hint of teasing: "What's wrong? You want to throw me aside after using me? Don't you want to give me a little reward?"

Yun Yiru was stunned for a moment, her face slightly red, and she quickly waved her hands: "No, no, sister, you misunderstood! For us game geeks, being alone and immersed in the game world is the most enjoyable moment!

"She looked up at Jiang Ling cautiously, with a look of embarrassment in her eyes. Then, as if she had thought of something, she asked in a serious tone, "What reward do you want, sister?"

Jiang Ling did not answer immediately. Instead, she moved closer and put her face close to Yun Yiruo, with a suggestive look in her eyes.

Seeing this, Yun Yiruo's heartbeat quickened. Although a little shy, she didn't shy away. Instead, she quickly moved closer and gently kissed Jiang Ling on the lips. Unexpectedly, Jiang Ling suddenly reached out and put her arm around the back of Yun Yiruo's head, taking the initiative. Their lips pressed even closer, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous and sweet, as if filled with delicate tenderness.

Before long, Yun Yiruo felt like she was almost out of breath. She struggled slightly, and Jiang Ling finally let her go.

Yun Yiru immediately took two steps back with her face red, covering her mouth, her voice soft and aggrieved: "Wuwuwu, my tongue is almost numb from you sucking on it, sister, you are a bad guy! You can't do this!" After saying that, she quickly hid aside, as if she didn't dare to get close again.

Jiang Ling looked at Yun Yiruo's shy expression, feeling delighted, and the corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously. "Yun Yiruo is so shy, I never get tired of seeing her no matter how many times I look at her." She whispered to herself, her eyes full of doting.

She casually pulled out a bank card from her pocket and handed it to Yun Yiruo, her tone gentle but caring: "Here, you have to top up your account to play games, otherwise how can you be happy?"

Seeing the bank card, Yun Yiru's eyes lit up, and the blush on her face quickly gave way to excitement. She smiled, her eyes curved, and ran over happily. She reached out and took the bank card, like a child who had received candy. "Hehe, thank you, sister!"

Jiang Ling smiled and patted her gently, then reminded her, "Remember to tell your sister if you have anything to say. Don't get too engrossed in the fun. Remember to come down for lunch later."

"I know, I know. Thank you, sister. Take care!" Yun Yiruo waved at her, her face full of impatience.

Seeing her impatient look, Jiang Ling shook her head helplessly and turned to walk out the door. As soon as she reached the door, she heard Yun Yiru's cheering voice coming from the room: "Wuhu! Big baby, I'm here!" Her voice was full of endless excitement and anticipation.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Ling couldn't help but smile and shook her head. She thought that this little guy was getting more and more adorable. She walked away and went to her study. She sighed lightly and prepared to start studying Yun Yiru's treatment plan.

Yun Yiruo watched the download progress bar swiftly completing its task, marveling at the smooth experience brought by the gigabit internet speed. Within minutes, her frequently used apps and live streaming software were already quietly resting on her desktop.

Her fingers gently brushed over the luxurious, top-of-the-line gaming mouse and mechanical keyboard before her. The smooth feel and the crisp, resonant click of her fingertips drew a sigh of satisfaction. "Woo, woo, woo, this is so cool!" she muttered softly, a smug smile playing on her lips. With this kind of equipment and this kind of internet, it was a gaming paradise tailor-made for her.

She opened Steam, feeling a bit excited, like a child about to enter an amusement park. She quickly glanced at her game library and said, "Uh... this is it. I'll play a couple of rounds of CS:GO first. Just to see what level of 'superior gaming skills' I'm rewarded with."

As soon as the game loaded, Yun Yiruo's mind immediately conjured up a detailed map. The enemy's position was clearly visible, as if marked precisely by a red dot within her field of vision. She raised her eyebrows slightly, a wave of surprise in her heart. "Isn't this the kind of vision only a crooked person can have?"

With a hint of excitement, she couldn't help but recall the days when she played this game in the past - "Frog Fun! This is simply cheating-level existence, right?"

The noise from the team voice channel interrupted her thoughts, and her teammates began to speak one after another.

"Is there a microphone? Is there a microphone?" Teammate A asked impatiently.

Teammate B responded quickly: "Guess if I have one?"

Teammate C looked a little helpless: "Yes, yes, how do we play the first game?"

At this moment, teammate D suddenly said, "What do you mean by that? Just use the unarmored Desert Eagle and kill it instantly if it shows its head!"

Yun Yiruo raised an eyebrow slightly and couldn't help but roll her eyes. The conversations of her teammates were full of uninhibited and casualness, like a pre-game ritual where everyone had to make a few jokes before warming up.

Suddenly, Teammate B said in confusion, "Wait, there's another one who's silent. Is he without a microphone or something? If he doesn't have a microphone, just kick him out! A silent teammate is worse than an AI."

Yun Yiruo found it a little funny, so she quietly turned on the microphone, her voice soft and sweet, as gentle as silk: "Yes, yes, don't kick me."

As soon as her voice reached her ears, the entire voice channel seemed to be silent for a second.

Then, Teammate B's tone suddenly changed, as if he had become a completely different person. He immediately clamped his throat and said in a frightened and flattering tone, "Sorry! Sorry! Little boy, it was my ignorant brother who just spoke nonsense. I've already treated him to a meal at Seven Wolves. Don't be angry!"

Teammate A instantly became excited, his voice filled with disbelief: "Holy crap! That voice, this is too sweet! I've been playing games for so many years, and this is the first time I've encountered such a benefit without spending any money!"

Teammate C also reacted quickly: "Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and play seriously, don't embarrass the girl."

Teammate D even declared proudly: "When I save up some money, sister, I'll give you a sniper rifle!"

Yun Yiruo sighed helplessly, muttering to herself, "I should have known not to use the microphone. Each one is more abstract than the last."

The brief banter before the game ended, and the team's atmosphere gradually became lively. Yun Yiruo quickly adjusted his tactics and decisively commanded, "Rush B directly this time."

Her teammates were clearly overwhelmed by her calm command. After a few seconds of silence, the voice channel suddenly erupted with a scramble: "I'll do it! I'll take the bullet for you!"

"Get out of here! I was the one who stood in front first!"

As chaotic noises filled the channel, Yun Yiruo looked at his active teammates in silence, secretly sighing in his heart once again: "I should have kept quiet earlier. They are really getting more outrageous than the last."

Yun Yiruo charged forward without hesitation, her mouse accurately locking onto the enemy's position. As the crosshairs flashed above the enemy's head on the screen, she decisively clicked three times, each shot landing firmly on the target's head. "Bang, bang, bang!" After three shots, the screen displayed a triple headshot kill notification, and the enemy fell to the ground instantly, seemingly eliminated before they could react.

She didn't rush to admire her accomplishments, instead quickly pressing down the mouse, perfectly controlling the trajectory of the bullet. The recoil of the weapon should have made it difficult to control the crosshairs, but her hand, as if trained countless times, firmly controlled the direction of each bullet, and the trajectory almost always hit the same spot on the enemy. The "Triple Kill" message popped up on the screen again, and a flash of pleasure flashed through her heart, "Awesome!"

"I'll go plant the bomb, you guys stay and watch from behind." Yun Yiruo gave orders calmly in the voice channel, as if the triple kill that just happened was a piece of cake.

The channel suddenly exploded, and the teammates were in chaos: "Okay, okay, got it!" But their reactions were not as quick and decisive as Yun Yiruo's shooting skills.

"Don't push! I was here first!"

"Go away, I was here first!"

The chaotic clamor of fighting once again filled the channel. Yun Yiruo frowned, but there was nothing she could do. She quickly planted the bomb while silently watching her teammates bicker incoherently. She had thought commanding them would calm the situation, but it only made the channel even more chaotic.

Despite this, Yun Yiruo remained focused. The bomb was successfully planted, and she returned to cover to continue clearing out the enemies. The entire match became almost a one-man show for her. The enemies seemed powerless to fight back, easily suppressed by her, and her teammates became almost a backdrop. After the round, she didn't even feel the slightest bit tired, as if this one-on-five situation was normal.

She played several more games, each one single-handedly sweeping the field with her precise marksmanship, calm composure, and powerful reflexes. Kill notifications flashed across the screen, leaving the enemy powerless to retaliate. Yun Yiruo felt as if she had entered some kind of "supernatural" state. Every movement was incredibly natural and fluid, and every shot she landed was breathtaking.

"This is so cool!" she exclaimed inwardly. Then she looked at the comments and the reactions of her teammates, all of whom were impressed by her powerful operation.

Just like that, after the game, she sat in a chair and thought for a moment. Suddenly, an idea struck her: "Why not livestream this game? With my skills, I can easily beat the professional players!"