Chapter 100: Zhang Jie, Zhang Jie, isn't there a stronger hero?

How low!

So low?!

Tsk tsk tsk.

The sound of whispering came from around, and Yu Xiaomo buried her face deeper into the crook of her arm.

7%

This probability might be considered a high number in the eyes of some gacha players, but for becoming a player it is extraordinarily low.

Unless you win the prize right away when you first apply to become a player, otherwise....

In this lifetime, there is no hope of becoming a player.

And Zhang Jie finally understood why Yu Xiaomo said she didn't come back after her first dream entry; that 7% figure, if he had known it back then, he'd probably have kept teasing her.

After everyone's data was announced, Zhang Jie was undoubtedly first, and Yu Xiaomo was undoubtedly last.

To some extent, she who always compares everything with Zhang Jie can be considered his equal, after all they are both first.

After going through the list, only three people qualified for the Dream Realm class: Zhang Jie, Liu Delie, and another unremarkable classmate.

"Congratulations to the three students in our class who have secured spots in the Dream Realm class; next week you three can go register for the Dream Realm class."

The teacher smiled while speaking to the audience below; envious glances came and went, Zhang Jie didn't care, but Liu Delie felt like his tail was about to shoot up to the sky.

Before long, the reputation of Zhang Jie and his 'mad dog' brother Liu Delie will spread far and wide.

Next, Liu Delie and Zhang Jie started packing their schoolbags; they no longer needed to attend class.

While focusing on packing his bag, Zhang Jie sensed a familiar gaze and looked back.

It was Yu Xiaomo; this time Zhang Jie could clearly see a hint of loss and... reluctance in her eyes.

"It's over; this guy won't keep clinging to me, will he?"

Zhang Jie acted as if he had seen a ghost, hastily gathering his belongings, slinging his bag over his shoulder and running out without giving her a glance.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Seeing Zhang Jie rush out, Liu Delie also got anxious, quickly packing his bag and following closely.

Watching Zhang Jie's disappearing back, Yu Xiaomo pressed her lips together and her eyes gradually dimmed.

"Age 10: You and Liu Delie entered the Dream Realm class to study; although it looks like an esports class on the surface, the reality is far from what you imagined."

"Culture class, thinking class, technique class, skill class, awareness class, reaction class; even at your young age you already feel the pressure that only high schoolers would sense."

"Your terrifying gaming talent gradually comes into play, becoming more and more evident; your extraordinary skill makes even the teachers feel it's tricky, your nickname 'Zhang Jie' hasn't changed, but Liu Delie's nickname has shifted from 'mad dog' to 'clumsy dog'."

"His talent can be said to be the worst in the class, so bad it's beyond compare; people often say he can't even keep up with warm feces."

"For this reason, Liu Delie is very unconvinced, but after all, if you're unskilled you just practice more; so he began hard training his skill, but according to your words, given his ability, even after practicing he'd still be unskilled."

"The Dream Realm class curriculum covers all types of games; being good at only one type cannot make you a strong player."

"In Dream Online, the higher a game's rating, the stronger its power system, the freer its actions, and the fewer gameplay guidelines there are."

"These rated games can generally be divided into several categories: survival exploration, combat shooting, roguelike upgrades, role-playing, PVP, PVE, and a few other major types."

"Rules are numerous, types are numerous, but the combat systems are interconnected, which has led to today's myriad clashes of system power and style."

"Players have no profession, only talent, equipment, modules, attributes, etc., can enhance their strength; wanting to truly conquer all types of games is basically impossible."

"It's precisely because there are so many systems that Zhang Jie needs to learn so many courses—development thinking, puzzle-solving thinking, tactical thinking—these will drive you mad."

"You've even started to regret joining the Dream Realm class a little."

"Age 11: Your busy studies let you grow quickly, and in your free time you would study those four Nightmares, and you also noticed how they differ from other Nightmares."

"Normal Nightmares are born in people's dreams; most of them appear as twisted and irregular horrific forms, but your Nightmares are clearly not like that."

"Two humanoid Nightmares: one has a faint red glow at its chest, suggesting thermal energy power; the other is pure black, its ability seemingly related to shadows."

"Then there is a bird and a wolf; the great bird emanates purple lightning—its attribute needs no explanation—while the half‑human‑tall giant wolf you can't make out, and for now you cannot fully command them."

"You think this is because you haven't yet succeeded in becoming a player, so you're not in a hurry."

"One afternoon..."

Zhang Jie, having just finished urinating in the toilet and feeling completely relieved, returned to the classroom and plopped down beside Liu Delie, who was playing a game.

"Zhang Jie, Zhang Jie, the hero you recommended is still too skill‑dependent; I can't play it!"

"Is there any stronger hero?"

Zhang Jie looked helplessly at Liu Delie's already blacked‑out phone screen, speechless.

However, he had no intention of saying the words 'some brothers'.

"Meow, you can't even unleash a big move to slash people; you still don't get it? I'd say you might as well go home and be a deer."

Zhang Jie's little mouth seemed as if smeared with honey; Liu Delie's short temper was about to explode, but Zhang Jie's shoulder was tapped twice.

Turning around, it was a classmate neither very familiar nor completely unfamiliar.

"What's wrong?"

"Zhang Jie, there's a girl outside looking for you."

"A girl? Looking for me?"

Zhang Jie pointed at himself, a little doubtful; the other person helplessly shrugged and tilted their head toward the door.

?

Zhang Jie turned his head sideways in doubt to look outside, and almost had his soul scared out of him.

Yu Xiaomo! How could it be this guy!

(There's still one chapter~ all you godfathers hurry to supplement medicine~)