Virtual Ascension: Awakening the Supreme Talent

When the announcement was made, countless players from both zones were filled with envy.

Meanwhile, players from Zone 885 were in an uproar in their Regional Chat Channel.

[Lue] (Female, Level 27 Mage): "How is that Yinuo Qingcheng from their zone so amazing? He actually got 1 million energy, and he didn't even run the dungeon in the first two days, just used the last few hours. My God! (Shocked) (Shocked)"

[A Little Archer] (Female, Level 26 Archer): "Even our Brother Xiong couldn't beat him, sob sob (Sad)..."

[Proud Melody] (Male, Level 28 Priest): "Didn't you see how high that guy's damage was? And he's just a Beastmaster, the class with the lowest overall attribute growth among the seven classes. Brother Xiong's level 25 weapon couldn't even break his defense. That trash is obviously using cheats!"

[Proud Flyer] (Male, Level 27 Assassin): "Yeah, he must be cheating, otherwise our Brother Xiong couldn't possibly lose to him! Our Brother Xiong has the Legendary Talent!"

[Falling Sakura Ice] (Male, Level 26 Beastmaster): "No matter what, our Brother Xiong is still awesome. That Yinuo Qingcheng is nothing!"

While the players in the zone were discussing fervently, Proud of the Crowd was hiding somewhere, silent.

Only now did Proud of the Crowd understand why Zhang Yi hadn't entered the dungeon in the past two days and only went in a few hours before it ended.

Just as Zhang Yi said, while other players saw the dungeon nearing its end, for Zhang Yi, it was just the beginning.

Because by that time, players had mostly developed and accumulated enough energy, Zhang Yi didn't need to kill monsters; he just needed to defeat the ranked players from the opposing zone to gain a large amount of energy!

As a result, Zhang Yi spent only a few hours at the end and easily topped the energy leaderboard with a total of 1 million energy.

However, Zhang Yi alone couldn't change the overall situation. In the end, Zone 885 won, and as the victorious zone, all players from Zone 885 received participation rewards that were significantly higher than those of players from Zone 886.

Hope Town.

With the end of the dungeon, Zhang Yi returned to the inn.

Han Yaru, who had been lying on the bed watching the live stream, immediately got up and ran over when she heard the noise from the next room.

"Zhang Yi, I didn't expect you to be so hidden and capable!"

Zhang Yi, lying on the bed, replied nonchalantly, "You've been training with me for so many days, don't you know my capabilities?"

"I know you're good, but I didn't expect you to be this good!" Han Yaru sat down by the bed, looking at Zhang Yi with admiration. "Do you know what people in our zone are saying about you?"

Zhang Yi leaned back with his hands behind his head, glanced at Han Yaru, and asked, "What are they saying?"

"Before you entered the dungeon, everyone thought no one could beat Proud of the Crowd, and our zone was destined to be bullied by them."

Han Yaru said seriously, "Check the chat channel, everyone is praising you now! You're the big star of our zone!"

Zhang Yi smiled, "Haven't I always been the big star of our zone? Since the game launched."

"Ew~" Han Yaru gave Zhang Yi a sidelong glance and continued, "By the way, everyone is curious about one thing: how did you know where the ultimate treasure in the City of Energy was?"

"Because your goal was clear at the time, it was obvious you were going for the treasure, not just stumbling upon it."

At this moment, Zhang Yi tilted his head to look at Han Yaru, who was sitting by the bed with a curious expression.

Before he could speak, Han Yaru suddenly said, "Don't tell me it was some divine blessing or 'Open Sesame' that led you to the treasure. You're lying; you said the same thing when we were enhancing equipment last time, and it didn't work at all!"

Zhang Yi was speechless, "Important things need to be said three times. You didn't chant enough. Next time you enhance equipment, silently chant three times in your heart."

Han Yaru pouted, "Men's words are all lies!"

At this point, Zhang Yi yawned, "I'm tired. I'll take a shower and go to sleep later."

"Alright..." Han Yaru reluctantly stood up, "Then I'll head back to my room."

As she said this, Han Yaru looked deeply at Zhang Yi, as if waiting for something, as if her previous statement was not a statement but a question.

But all she got was Zhang Yi's "Okay."

Han Yaru felt a bit disappointed. She didn't want to leave; she wanted to stay with Zhang Yi, even if they did nothing, just being with him gave her a sense of security.

But Zhang Yi didn't understand her feelings, and she couldn't say it outright.

So, just as Han Yaru was about to leave, she suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around, and bumped right into Zhang Yi, who had just gotten up from the bed.

Their eyes met, and Han Yaru's clear eyes quietly looked at Zhang Yi. She suddenly forgot what she wanted to say, and at this moment, her eyes were filled only with Zhang Yi.

"Zhang Yi..."

Han Yaru couldn't help but take a step closer to Zhang Yi, gently resting her head on his chest, reaching out to hug him.

Without speaking, Han Yaru suddenly looked up at Zhang Yi, who was 20 centimeters taller than her, stood on tiptoe, and slowly moved her warm lips closer to Zhang Yi.

At this moment, with his heart racing and almost losing control, Zhang Yi suddenly broke free from Han Yaru's embrace and mumbled, "I'm a bit tired, you should rest early too."

Han Yaru was taken aback, lowered her head, "Alright, then... goodnight."

"Goodnight."

With that, Zhang Yi went into the bathroom.

Han Yaru took a deep breath, forcing back the tears that almost fell.

Back in her room, Han Yaru curled up on her side on the bed, feeling full of grievance.

She wasn't usually so prone to tears, but for some reason, when facing Zhang Yi, she became a crybaby. Often, just one sentence from Zhang Yi could make Han Yaru cry.

After a long time, Han Yaru couldn't resist opening her friend list and sent Zhang Yi a message: "Goodnight (Heart)."

After sending the message, Han Yaru lay on the bed, quietly waiting for Zhang Yi's reply.

After a long time, a "ding" sounded, and Han Yaru eagerly opened the message, only to find that it wasn't from Zhang Yi.

"Yaru, do me a favor, if you still consider me your cousin."