Watching from the sidelines, K3 was stunned to see his roommate’s name glaringly on the Death List. Though Su Yanjing was a bit wooden, a little cold, and liked making handcrafted models, there was nothing lacking in terms of strength.

You could say, if there were a strength ranking among the Iron Lion Team members, Su Yanjing’s strength would at least rank within the top ten! But now... Damn, what brutal move did Xiao Meng come up with to take him out in less than ten minutes after the start?

"Ah Lei, Nana, I have to log off for a bit, if anything happens, let me know," K3 said, thinking of his roommate, and feeling obligated to show some concern after years of "brotherly" friendship, he added, "Oh, also, Lulu, can you help me check out the video? A sudden death of fifty people earlier, I don’t get how Xiao Meng managed it... They all died at too similar a time."

After several minutes of no activity at all, suddenly forty-plus names appeared on the death list, leaving K3 feeling unadjusted.

Living people’s names were in green, heavily injured were yellow, and death was an eye-catching bright red. When those red letters appeared, it was like a striking patch of red among a sea of green! The color was glaring, even more eye-catching than period blood.

"No problem!" Xu Na signaled "OK" with her hand and urged K3, "Boss Qin asked for you, better log off and deal with it quick, be speedy! Knowing Xiao Meng’s quick-decision personality, if you dawdle, she might finish the match before you log back on, and you’ll miss all the fun. But if it’s really tricky, don’t forget about us either."

K3 waved his hand and clicked the log-off button on the virtual screen. After a brief bout of dizziness, the ceiling of his dorm room came into view. Sitting up from bed, K3 didn’t spot his roommate anywhere.

"Weird, where did he go?" K3 mumbled, checking each room carefully, but his roommate was nowhere to be found. He had seen Su Yanjing right before logging on. Could the virtual death have affected him, causing an issue?

It seemed unlikely; although Su Yanjing had died in the virtual network, the network had strict protection measures for such things, usually just forcing a log-off and maybe some mental fatigue... Who hasn’t died a few times playing in the virtual world? Could it be that Xiao Meng’s violent methods struck a chord, and he’s now miserably licking his wounds?

Passing the bathroom, K3 heard the sound of running water, feeling relieved. Just then, the door clicked open, and Su Yanjing emerged, shirtless, with a bath towel embroidered with chibi dolls wrapped around his lower half, a neatly folded towel perched atop his head.

"Do you need the bathroom?" Su Yanjing asked K3, a bit puzzled. Due to the forced death in the virtual network causing mental fatigue, his face looked somewhat pale and weak, but after a quick battle shower, his body still steamed with heat, his face less pale than before.

"No... No need, I actually came to check on you." As soon as K3 said that, Su Yanjing’s eyes shifted, casting a slightly reproachful look as if saying, "I’m not into guys, you’re barking up the wrong tree."

K3 twitched his mouth corners, deciding not to probe into what the strange look meant. It’s tough being a man these days, even tougher to be a man with good brothers. One wrong move and people start watching with the "Look, he’s gay" stare for amusement.

"I watched a battle earlier and... saw your name on the Death List. I just wanted to know how you’re feeling now?" Actually, K3 wanted to inquire about his mental state, but Su Yanjing’s response left him nearly speechless.

"Pretty good." The Queen’s fighting power far exceeded his expectations, Su Yanjing was quite satisfied, feeling no defeat because a big man like him got beaten by a little girl. In his view, losing just meant lacking strength, simply work harder next time. There’s no need to waste valuable time being unnecessarily disheartened.

Besides, Su Jiameng was called "Queen" for a reason. She was the core of the Queen fan group, her aura and skills justified the title. It’d be disappointing if she were easily toppled over; being formidable is what gives you class.

Of course, Su Yanjing would never admit that he wasn’t feeling a bit down after losing. It was solely because the opponent’s stronger position inspired him with more creative ideas for crafting model dolls. In fact, after logging off, he found himself bursting with ideas, itching to start creating. For someone who could bring him inspiration, he decided to graciously forgive the mistake of being defeated by her.