Chapter 301: Save ! Save !
Qin Yunhan spun around, her heart dropping as she saw Wang Haoran’s in-ga avatar lying motionless on the ground—he already turned into a loot box.
Not far away, Xiao Ye jogged over, crouching beside the box to pick through it. As he looted, he spoke through voice chat, his tone brimming with excitent. “Miss Strear, you don’t need to thank . We’re teammates—it’s my duty to protect you!”
“I’ll thank your whole damn family!” Qin Yunhan nearly exploded. “Are you insane? The guy chasing was my friend! We were ssing around—you just killed him for real!”
“Ah, wait, you—you didn’t say that earlier! I didn’t know!” Xiao Ye’s grin froze in place, his tone turning sheepish and embarrassed.
“You’re the one who said you were a rookie!” she snapped. “I figured if I handed you a gun, you wouldn’t hit anything! Who would’ve thought you’d land a perfect headshot the mont you fired? How was I supposed to explain everything to you beforehand?”
“I’m sorry! Miss Strear, I’m really sorry!” Xiao Ye hurriedly apologized.
He wanted to show off in front of her, but it had completely backfired. Now that he’d angered her, he panicked—if she stayed mad and stopped being friendly, she wouldn’t give him any exposure later. Without her shout-out, how was he supposed to grow his stream?
But before he could say another word, “The Eldest Miss Has Arrived” had already quit the ga.
Qin Yunhan had only been playing to spend ti with Wang Haoran. Now that he’d been turned into a loot box, there was no reason to stay.
Her two strear teammates, seeing her leave, instantly followed suit and exited as well.
Xiao Ye sat frozen for a mont before groaning aloud. He’d finally matched into a ga with three popular strears—now all of them were gone because of his stupid attempt to show off.
In the villa, Wang Haoran looked at his fallen avatar, not angry at all—in fact, he almost felt relieved.
He had no real interest in this ga to begin with, and his “gaplay experience” so far had been nothing short of torture. If not for Qin Yunhan’s persistent enthusiasm, he wouldn’t have played at all.
He already humored her for two matches. That should’ve been enough. But just as that thought ford, the system notification popped up.
【Ding! Host passively disrupted protagonist Xiao Ye’s chance to show off, gaining 600 Villain Points!】
Wang Haoran blinked. What?
He hadn’t even done anything—just horsed around with Qin Yunhan and got killed by so random kid. How had that disrupted anyone’s “mont to show off”?
That na—Xiao Ye. Was that the sa “Little Chick” who killed him?
A flicker of curiosity stirred in his chest.
Before he could dwell on it, Qin Yunhan’s voice ca through their private call, still flustered. “Darling, I matched into a lobby with an absolute idiot. I’m so sorry, it’s my fault! Do you still wanna play?”
“Sure,” Wang Haoran said without hesitation, his tone suddenly lively.
She was surprised. “Really? You’re not mad? I thought you’d be done after that. You didn’t seem to enjoy it much the first two tis.”
He smiled faintly. “Playing isn’t the point. Spending ti with you is. As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.”
【Ding! Host successfully stirred the affection of female lead Qin Yunhan. Gained 500 Villain Points!】
Her laughter rang through the headset, sugary sweet. “You’re the best, darling! Mwah!”
“Let’s do what we did before—queue together again,” he said.
“Okay!” she replied cheerfully.
Both teams queued at the sa ti. And just like before, they landed in the sa match.
But when Qin Yunhan’s team loaded in, she noticed the na of their new random teammate—and her jaw clenched.
It was the sa one who shot Wang Haoran.
“Miss Strear, what a coincidence! We’re together again!” Xiao Ye’s voice burst through the team chat, brimming with enthusiasm.
After the last match, when Qin Yunhan’s team rage-quit, he followed suit imdiately. Then he waited, watching her stream like a hawk. The mont she started matchmaking again, he queued up as well—and luck smiled on him once more.
Ever since binding his system, his fortune seed to be on a different level entirely, and he was determined not to waste this chance.
“Listen carefully,” Qin Yunhan said sharply, “whatever happens, do not attack my friend’s squad.”
“Got it! Totally understood. You’re the boss, Miss Strear. I’ll do whatever you say. If I find good loot, I’ll hand it all to you!” Xiao Ye replied eagerly, desperate to get back on her good side.
Her tone softened slightly. “Fine. Just rember that.”
Wang Haoran, listening in through her end of the connection, smirked to himself.
So this “Little Chick” was the sa guy. And maybe—just maybe—the so-called protagonist which the system ntioned. But he needs to confirm it.
The second round began.
This ti, both sides played it safe. When their squads crossed paths mid-ga, they exchanged no shots, keeping things friendly and distant.
Ti passed, and before long, only two teams remained—Wang Haoran’s and Qin Yunhan’s.
Protected by three elite strears, Wang Haoran sohow survived to the endga, though it hadn’t been pretty as he was downed more tis than he could count, shouting the sa phrase every single ti: Save ! Save !
It was almost comical, like so emperor in an old martial drama calling for his guards mid-assassination.
Each ti he yelled it, his three expert teammates would drop everything and rush to revive him.
For them, this wasn’t “Battle Royale.” It was “Protect the Boss.”
Qin Yunhan’s side wasn’t faring much better—she’d been rescued so often it was almost routine.
By the end, Wang Haoran at least managed to pick up three kills sohow. Qin Yunhan, on the other hand, hadn’t hit a single person—not even a stray bullet for an assist.
Still, she was having the ti of her life. To her, just surviving with him until the final circle was worth it.
Then—
“Teammate ‘Little Chick’ has knocked down ‘Number One Boss’ with a Kar98k!”
The sound of a gunshot rang out, and the kill ssage flashed across Qin Yunhan’s screen.
Her cheerful mood shattered instantly. “Little Chick! Are you insane? I told you not to touch anyone from that team!”
Xiao Ye’s voice ca back without a hint of guilt. “Miss Strear, co on. There are only two squads left! What am I supposed to do, just wave at them? Of course I’m gonna fight!”
Throughout the match, he learned plenty from casual chat with his teammates. The “Number One Boss” he killed wasn’t just a random player—he was a rich big spender, being babysitted by three professional strears.
And for reasons he couldn’t quite explain, that knowledge made Xiao Ye’s chest burn with irritation. Maybe envy, maybe pride. Either way, he restrained himself earlier for the strear’s sake—but now, with only two teams left, why hold back?
He saw his chance, lined up the shot, and fired.
On the other side, Wang Haoran’s character collapsed again. He sighed and called out, almost reflexively, “Save ! Save !”
His three strear teammates imdiately broke cover and sprinted to revive him.
Seeing this, Wang Haoran spoke quickly through the private chat with Qin Yunhan. “Tell that Little Chick not to move. I want to fight him one-on-one in the final circle.”
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