novelraw Chapter 83: Sis Will Take You to a Good Place
Chapter 83: Sis Will Take You to a Good Place
For a top student like Qian, school is a comfortable place, even a great venue to achieve a sense of accomplishment and realization of self-value.
But for a slacker like Chen, school is a particularly painful place. When he heard from his sister about a place where he could play games without attending school, Chen Zilong was thrilled.
"Sis, are you serious?"
"More serious than ever. I’m introducing you to a job. You can go there, play games every day, make money, and no need to go to school."
"I’m only 14, is that okay?" Chen Zilong knew there are places that hire waiters without requiring them to be 18, but at least they must be 15. Carrying plates earns little and you get scolded like a servant.
"Absolutely. But there’s one condition you must agree to. If you can’t handle playing games for a month, you must return to school and finish your studies, at least make it to high school graduation."
"Sure, as long as I don’t have to go to school, anything goes. What kind of job is it?"
"Game training. The game you’re playing now is from Korea, right?"
In this era, online games have just emerged, and those with networking capabilities are still limited. Qian remembers the games her brother used to play in a past life.
"Yeah."
"I’ll get you a game training gig, but there’s a skill requirement. Can you handle it?"
"No problem! I’m one of the top ten experts in our server." Chen Zilong is addicted to online games because he’s a loser in real life; he’s good at nothing except games, which give him a sense of achievement.
Qian scoffed inwardly, top ten experts, more like top ten shits!
Such a little brat, still unaware of society’s harsh realities, filled with naïve and childish thoughts. To deal with such a rascal, you have to strike hard.
"Sis, tell me more about this training thing?"
"Over in the Korean servers, there are many foolish, affluent employees. Current online games haven’t evolved to the stage where you spend money to buy gear. Equipment is acquired by camping at certain points and defeating monsters for a drop. Studios like this help people level up while defeating monsters to gather and sell equipment."
After Qian’s explanation, Chen Zilong’s eyes were already gleaming.
"Sis, I want to go!" It’s practically tailor-made for him, how perfect!
"But, there’s a catch—flipped schedules. You’ll be staring at the screen for extended periods because the gear-drop points are fixed. You must adapt to such a reversed routine and another thing, once you turn a hobby into a job, it becomes particularly miserable. You used to have many choices while gaming: chatting, fighting monsters, flirting with girls—"
"Sis, stop kidding, I’m not flirting with girls!"
"Hmm, retract that, given how you scrimp every second online, no chance with girls."
"..." That’s too harsh, isn’t it?
"In any case, once you become a professional gamer, your job is sitting at fixed points round the clock, gathering gear, monotonously leveling up—utterly dull."
Once online gaming turns into an assembly line, its allure diminishes by at least eighty percent, just like why men prefer something they couldn’t get.
The thrill in getting something forbidden or unknown, even sleeping with an unattractive woman has an element of dubious pleasure.
But when it’s the wife at home, even if she’s gorgeous, the familiarity of routine erases that novelty over time.
This instinct is inherent to humans—when online gaming devolves into a fixed grind for gear, the gear collected doesn’t belong to you, it becomes a torment, akin to a bank teller counting money, none of which belongs to them.
Qian’s first move against her brother was to strip away the novelty and thrill that online gaming brought him.
Chen Zilong, stepping onto Qian’s hidden trap, still hadn’t realized that his sister had outmaneuvered him, his face full of excitement and anticipation.
"When can I go?"
"Once our mom’s divorce is settled, I’ll get in touch for you. But there’s one thing: it’s easy to get in but hard to get out. Unlike school, in a job, you earn a salary, hence following rules—you have to complete at least a month no matter if you regret it midway, leaving otherwise means your legs will be broken."
Qian hoodwinked without so much as a blink. Such a naive brat like Chen Zilong was no match for her.
"Oh my! Sis, how much can I earn in a month?"
"300 base salary plus commission—the better gear you score, the more you get. Those who do well can earn 500, 600 a month, no problem."
"That much!!!" Chen Zilong was ecstatic.
An instant rush surged through him — considering salaries now are only a few hundred, he felt supremely satisfied.
Qian smirked. Idiot, for her messing with him was like squashing an ant. How did she end up with such a naïve and gullible brother?
Well, perhaps their parents gave all the exceptional genes to her, leaving her brother with insufficient IQ.
"Sis, you’re too good to me, you’re my confidant. Our mom and dad don’t understand me..." Chen Zilong was so thrilled, he nearly bowed to Qian.
Look at him, being sold while counting money — truly a silly child. Qian pushed up her glasses, smiling more kindly.
"But sis, how come you know so much about this industry?" He remembered his well-accomplished sister avoiding internet cafes, how could she be familiar with game training processes?
"Because... it’s a secret."
In her past life, Qian had a client — a very rich dude who paid thousands in consultation fees. He was the city’s first to set up a gaming studio. This venture was quite profitable initially, but gaming daily led his wife to run off with someone else, leaving him with violent tendencies.
Patients consulting must share past experiences with psychologists in detail. Qian had long known his venture history, even remembered the studio’s location. Leveraging these resources, she successfully ’sold’ her silly brother.
With the vacation over, as Qian’s group returned home, they spotted Chen Lin squatting at the main gate from afar.
Jia Xiufang, seeing him, no longer felt the initial fear. Her daughter’s psychological consultation over such a time wasn’t for naught. As Jia Xiufang’s group alighted from the taxi, Chen Lin charged at them aggressively, cursing Jia Xiufang viciously.
"You shameless woman, how dare you think of divorcing? Even taking me to court? Do you believe I’ll kill you now?"
Jia Xiufang and her kids were enjoying themselves outdoors when Chen Lin stood guard at the gate. Qian had changed the home’s locks, preventing him from entering.
From morning till night.
Finally, after waiting for three days, he saw Jia Xiufang!
"Try killing me then, let’s see! How dare you justify cheating? Chen Lin, I’m telling you, I’m done with you. We’re divorcing!" Jia Xiufang spoke with unwavering confidence.
"What cheating? It’s you, shameless woman, who went out cohorted with a guy, even bringing your son and daughter along!" Chen Lin bit back, causing many neighbors to come out at the noise.