The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

The live stream chat exploded again:

[Today's fierce attack: Hahahaha, help!]

[The God of Spaceflight: The Delivery is Amazing!]

[Asara Never Gives Up: The wild boxes I found in the dam must have been given to me by someone like Yaoyao!]

[Dongmen Chuixue: Yaoyao, the administration building isn't a place for you. Go run some knives on the outskirts instead.]

[Point to a nurse: Yao Yao: I'll kill Lao Sai. Lao Sai: Who are you going to kill?]

[Qin Family Rain: In the late Qing Dynasty, people were stabbed in the shadows, but after all that effort, they achieved nothing.]

Chen Siyao stared at the black and white screen and wailed, "I'm not playing anymore! This game is targeting me!"

"Knock knock knock".

There was a knock on the door of the e-sports room three times.

Chen Siyao turned around and saw Chen Hao standing at the door, holding a teapot in one hand and three cups in the other.

"Yaoyao, Xiaoqing, you've been eating a lot of spirit beast meat lately, have some spirit tea." He walked in and placed the teapot and cups on the table.

Chen Siyao's eyes lit up: "Thank you, brother!"

Chen Hao reached out and ruffled her hair, his fingertips touching her furrowed brows. His tone deepened, "Yaoyao, what's wrong? Were you bullied?"

"It's an NPC!" Chen Siyao pointed at Said's corpse on the screen. "This Said killed me! And he killed Qingqing too!"

Chen Hao glanced at the screen, his brow furrowing slightly: "An NPC is bullying you? Why didn't you fight back?"

"I fought back! I dodged him! But I dodged into the wall..."

Chen Hao remained silent for a second.

Yang Wanqing added from the side, "Brother Hao, Yao Yao's Flash throwing technique is on par with her in King of Glory."

Chen Hao picked up his teacup and took a sip: "Yaoyao, why aren't you playing King of Glory anymore? Weren't you streaming it all the time?"

Chen Siyao pouted: "The skill requirements for King of Glory are too high. This game is different. Although there is skill involved, there are more playstyles. Even without skill, you can just run around and play like a mouse."

Chen Hao put down his teacup and looked at the screen: "What game?"

"Operation Bull Horn Island," Chen Siyao said. "Brother, do you play games?"

Chen Hao thought for a moment: "Of course. I was also a top-tier player in the CF Transport Ship game back in the day."

Chen Siyao's eyes widened: "Brother, you've played CF?"

"That was a long time ago." Chen Hao's tone was very calm, as if he were talking about what he had for dinner yesterday.

The live stream chat exploded instantly:

[No food delivery: What? This god even played CrossFire?]

[No More Being a Beast: The God of Transport Ships! That's a Memories of My Childhood!]

[Qin Jia Xiaoyu: My crush actually went back to the internet cafe?]

[The God of Sister Complex: I want to see, I want to see! Let the God of Sister Complex play a three-player match with me. I wonder what his expression would be if he got kicked to death on the dam?]

[Biotech: I'd bet God I wouldn't die!]

[I am Ying Zheng: Looking forward to watching Chen Hao play games!]

Chen Siyao looked at Chen Hao with a skeptical expression: "Brother, are you really good at it? Want to play a round?"

Chen Hao looked at her expectant expression and a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Okay."

Chen Siyao cheered and pulled Chen Hao to the dusty computer in the middle, frantically helping him turn it on, log in, and create a name.

"Brother, what role are you choosing?"

Chen Hao glanced at the character list and randomly selected one: "This one."

On the screen is a man in a black tactical suit, codenamed "Dragon," who is skilled in assault.

Chen Siyao helped him adjust the settings and clicked match. The game started, and the three-person team spawned at the edge of the map.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing followed behind Chen Hao like two chicks following their mother hen.

In the first match, Chen Hao wasn't familiar with the terrain. He was about to reach for the flight crate when G18 was hiding behind cover. The screen then went black and white.

"Brother, you're dead," Chen Siyao said.

Chen Hao said expressionlessly, "Let's get acquainted."

In the second game, Chen Hao had already figured out the basic operations and rules.

He carried his rifle and pushed forward along the road. Upon encountering the first enemy squad, he reacted with astonishing speed, wiping out all three members of the team in one fell swoop.

"Brother! You wiped out the team!" Chen Siyao screamed.

Chen Hao didn't say anything and continued pushing forward.

The third, fourth, and fifth matches. Chen Hao didn't die in a single game, wiping out several teams in each match. His reaction speed was ridiculously fast; enemies were instantly killed the moment they peeked out. His movement was also unpredictable, weaving between cover like a ghost.

【I am Ying Zheng】: Holy crap! Is this god even human?

【Yaoyao's Little Red Riding Hood】: That reaction speed! That marksmanship! Even professional players can only do this much, right?

[Dongmen Chuixue]: Don't forget, the Supreme God can kill the Gu Diao with his bare hands. For him, playing games is practically cheating, isn't it?

[Human Sober Guy]: God: This game is so hard, I can only kill one person with one shot.

【Evening Breeze】: Yao Yao and Wan Qing can just pick up the equipment in the back. The God can clear the whole map by himself.

Chen Siyao followed behind Chen Hao, picking up the equipment dropped by the enemies he killed, grinning from ear to ear: "Brother, you're amazing! From now on, you're my personal bodyguard."

Yang Wanqing laughed from the side, "Brother Chen Hao, stop reading books and come play games with us. We'll help you get the big red card."

Chen Hao looked at their flushed faces, his lips curving slightly upwards: "It's fine to play around with it occasionally."

For the next hour, Chen Hao led Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing recklessly through the dam. Wherever there were enemies, he charged in.

Wherever there was a gunshot, that's where he went. Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing followed behind like two little shadows, picking up equipment until their hands were sore.

The live stream's popularity soared to over 20 million, with the chat filled with comments like "God, carry me!" "Please, God, start streaming your games!" and "What amazing teammates!"

General Manager's Office, Pengcheng Branch of Viya Group.

Cai Jingwen sat at her desk with a quarterly report spread out in front of her, the dense numbers covering the entire page like ants crawling all over it.

She stared at those numbers for a long time, but couldn't understand a single word.

The team she was in charge of in the Pengcheng area was working hard to develop business and negotiate cooperation, working overtime until late at night every day. Their attitude was impeccable, but their performance data remained mediocre, and they were unable to produce any outstanding results.

Seeing her subordinates looking tired and anxious, Dai Jingwen felt a pang of heartache, but she couldn't find a way to break through, and a heavy sense of frustration weighed on her mind.

Outside the window stretched the Shenzhen skyline, the tall buildings of Baotian City gleaming in the sunlight. Her gaze lingered there, her fingers unconsciously twirling the pen. It spun twice between her fingers, then fell. She picked it up, twirled it again, and dropped it again.

The door was pushed open, and Li Li walked in carrying a cup of coffee. Seeing her absent-minded look, she couldn't help but laugh.