“Don’t change the subject—what’s with this thing?” I kept glaring at what I was holding.

“Ha ha…”

He gave his habitual awkward laugh and said, “Didn’t I bring that girl named Cara back last night…? Then I saw you were drunk as a dog, so I just set up camp right next to you…”

“Damn it!”

I threw it right in his face. “You actually did it right next to me?”

“Well, you were drunk, you didn’t know anything.”

“Get out!”

I kicked him out of the room.

“Hahahaha~~~”

From inside the room came Little Flynn’s roguish laughter. He said, “By the way, Little Reed, don’t forget the main thing—‘Fantasy Moon’ opens at three this afternoon. You and me, Taihu Legends, we’re going to create an epic saga and dominate the world—don’t forget it!”

“‘Fantasy Moon’ opens today?” I was surprised.

“Come on, did you sleep so much you turned your brain to mush?”

He glared at me. “Wait, do you still remember who Olivia Walker is?”

“Olivia Walker…” I fell into deep thought.

“Damn!”

He looked speechless. “You just broke up with her the day before yesterday, and now it’s like you’ve forgotten her already. That’s some next-level detachment, I’m impressed, haha!”

I scratched the back of my head. “I don’t know either. After I got drunk, I had a dream, and it’s like I just let it go.”

“What kind of dream?”

“I forgot…”

“Impressive, impressive!”

He grinned. “Anyway, you’ve been fired from your company, so just stay here with me. With our gaming skills, we’ll definitely make waves and rule the world in ‘Fantasy Moon’, right?”

“Hmph…”

I said sulkily, “Do you even know how good you are at games? You really need to work on your skills. Otherwise, forget ruling the world—you couldn’t even rule a doghouse…”

“Hahaha, it’s all about the big picture! I’m just good at strategy…”

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said, “By the way, have you got your gaming helmet ready? If not, go downstairs to the direct sales point right away, ten thousand yuan each. Oh, and you—once the chief data analyst at Destiny Group, making millions a year—how did you end up broke and crashing at my place?”

I felt a bit awkward. “My dad froze my bank card. I’m totally broke right now…”

“Damn, unfilial son, hahahaha~~~”

“Get lost! I’m going to check the helmet.”

“Alright.”

……

I dragged the heavy suitcase out from under the bed. It was mostly filled with my personal documents. In one corner of the suitcase sat a helmet with interwoven gold and red patterns—the exclusive helmet for Destiny Group’s latest game, ‘Fantasy Moon’. It was said to be the most advanced model, and I only got it after begging my older sister for ages.

“Damn!”

The moment Little Flynn laid eyes on the helmet, he was petrified, muttering, “Holy crap… is this the Prestige Helmet?! Gold and red, Prestige Helmet, right? Limited edition! I heard they’re custom-made for top-tier pro players. In the whole national server, only about twenty or thirty top players like Liam Thompson, Gavin Ford, Evan Clark, Warren Kent are qualified to have one.”

“Yeah.”

I nodded. “This really is a Prestige Helmet.”

“How did you get it?”

He looked at me like he’d seen a ghost, frantically touching the helmet, practically drooling. “Damn, your skills are decent, but… but you’re nowhere near qualified for a Prestige Helmet!”

“Don’t forget my identity. I used to be the chief data analyst at Destiny Group. Is it really that hard for me to get a Prestige Helmet through my own channels?”

He gave me a thumbs-up. “You’re bragging so hard, I almost thought you were the son of Destiny Group’s big boss!”

“How do you know I’m not? Hahahaha~~~”

“Get outta here! Their surname is Ouyang, yours is Lu. You wish, but no way, hahahaha~~”

“Screw you, CNNN!”

“Such foul language! What did Grandma Thompson ever do to you…”

He burst out laughing, then changed the subject with a grin: “Now that you’ve got the helmet, everything’s ready except the east wind. Since your bank card’s frozen, just stay at my place and be my little bro. I’ll take you to eat and drink well in the world of ‘Fantasy Moon’. Our Taihu Legends duo is definitely going to make history!”

“Hmph… Who’s the little bro here is still up for debate!”

“Come on, let’s go eat. The fish with pickled cabbage at the restaurant downstairs is great, and the waitress is cute too.”

“Wait a sec, let me wash up and I’ll be right there!”

“OK!”

Little Flynn turned and left.

Watching his back, I couldn’t help but smile. Even at my lowest, I still had a good brother willing to take me in. Looking at it this way, maybe things weren’t so bad after all.

Little Flynn was a local from Suzhou, real name Scott Smith.