Chapter 89


    Embarrassing moments always came when one was least prepared for them.


    Meanwhile, Stanley Batton chose to ignore their messages and continued to y the game skillfully.


    He clicked on the mouse rapidly to activate one skill after another.


    Although it was only a game, he made it seem as if he were ying the piano. He was the most


    elegant killer in the world.


    Very soon, Stanley’s team achieved victory. He immediately removed himself from the queue and


    proceeded to open the chatroom between him and X Quest in Wechat.


    After hovering his finger above the screen for a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes a little. “I’ve


    already memorized the book. What’s next?”


    Right then, X was also waiting in a queue for her teammates to get matched.


    “Beep beep…”


    When X’s phone suddenly started vibrating, she shifted her gaze to the phone.


    She was surprised to read what Five Batton sent her.


    How was he able to memorize everything in that book in such a short amount of time? Did he have


    a photographic memory? How else was that possible?


    Although X believed that she had a good memory herself, it took her an entire week to memorize


    that stuff. Wasn’t Stanley too amazing?


    X immediately picked up her phone and typed with a serious expression on her face.


    “Are you serious?” She asked.


    “Yeah.” Stanley wrote back casually.


    “All of it? In just a few days?” She asked.


    “Yes.” Stanley replied to the text.


    “Are you free tomorrow night? I’ll teach you a few things in person.” X replied to him.


    “Okay.” Stanley wrote.


    “Well, I shan’t bother you then. Goodnight.” X wrote.


    “Goodnight.” Stanley was cold as usual.


    Since the game-matching was still ongoing, X subconsciously scrolled up to look at their


    previous conversations out of boredom. Whenever Stanley replied to her, the responses came in


    the form of a single word. He rarely wrote more than two words.


    This man was the coldest person she had ever met.


    Meanwhile, the game-matching waspleted.


    X immediately put her phone down and shifted her gaze back to the game. Hurriedly, she picked


    Aatrox and prepared to go to the topne on her own.


    While waiting for the game to start, X was attracted by the name of ‘North’ in the opponent’s


    team.


    She could remember this name because it was always beneath her in the leaderboard. He was one


    of the best yers in the country.


    From what X could recall, this person always liked to challenge her to a solo battle. Although she


    always won, it was never an easy victory. This person was undoubtedly an expert in controlling the


    game characters he yed. X was fond of going against people like him because it made her


    feel like she had met an equal rival.


    After entering the game, X and North both went to the topne. North was using Camille.


    When North saw X, he charged at her without even waiting for his troops to arrive.


    X instantly moved her game character by clicking on her mouse and pressing on her keyboard


    rapidly.


    After a fierce battle, X managed to kill North by a hair’s breadth as she too was left with very little


    health points.


    On the other hand, when Stanley saw his screen turn gray, he touched his forehead helplessly.


    If he had used his skill slightly earlier than her and was better at positioning his game character, it


    would have been her who died instead.


    Who was this ‘Seven’? Why was she so good?


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    “Knock, knock, knock…”


    Sharon Lindt entered the room with a ss of warm milk in her hand.


    When Sharon saw the statistics of Stanley’s performance in the game, she could not help but lean


    in close while she sat on the armrest of his chair. “Did you die when the match has just begun? Why


    are you so bad at this?”


    However, once Sharon saw the ID of Stanley’s opponent, she immediately changed her tone.


    “Is that Seven? It’s normal then. Nobody can defeat him. Even the professional yers can’t win in


    a solo fight against him,” Sharon said.


    “Why do you know so much about this?” Stanley asked calmly as he continued to fight against


    Seven.


    “Well, I’m an experienced yer of games like this. Why wouldn’t I know about this? I am curious


    about this person. Is he a guy or a girl? I really do admire him from the bottom of my heart,” Sharon


    said.


    When talking about this, Sharon’s eyes glowed brightly. She was like an eighteen-year-old teenage


    girl who was passionate about gaming.