Online game: Mistakenly became a female character, started by slaughtering millions of chickens.

"..."

In the real world, early the next morning.

Su Yu took off his gaming helmet and stretched.

His commotion at the black market last night put him in a good mood.

However, considering that there was an important guild raid at noon today, he did not rush to do the fourth quest and chose to log off to conserve his energy.

After a quick wash and lunch, it was 11:50 a.m.

I knocked on Su Qianqian's door, but there was no response; she seemed to have already entered the game.

Su Yu had no choice but to return to his room and log on.

"....."

Shuguang City, West Gate Square.

A flash of white light, and Su Yu's figure appeared in the bustling square.

Today is the opening day of the Dark Crypt raid, and the entire West Gate Square is packed with people.

Everywhere you look, there are players shouting to form teams, and small vendors taking the opportunity to resell potions.

Su Yu was still wearing the same impoverished nobleman's formal attire from last night.

His dark red tuxedo was well-tailored, highlighting his tall and slender figure.

His pale skin, paired with his captivating peach blossom eyes, and the menacing crimson katana he carried on his back, gave him an aura of aloofness and allure that kept strangers at bay.

The surrounding players all turned to look, but due to that powerful aura, no one dared to easily approach and strike up a conversation.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.

"Make way! Make way, everyone! I can't get in!"

A heavily armored knight, clad in thick plate armor and carrying a large shield, was struggling to squeeze out of the crowd.

ID: [That Faraway Place] (Lv.8)

Su Yu spotted Wang Tuyun immediately; she looked noticeably thinner.

When you are very overweight, it is easier to lose weight at first, but it becomes more and more difficult as you get older.

However, it's clear that Wang Tuyun has put in the effort.

At that moment, he was looking around when suddenly his gaze locked onto Su Yu, who was not far away.

In that instant, his eyes shone like two searchlights.

"Holy crap! Found it!"

The fat man let out a wolf howl and charged towards Su Yu with heavy steps, his plate armor clanging loudly.

"goddess!!"

The fat man slid in with a sliding tackle, appearing nimbly beside Su Yu's thigh, and began to sob and wail:

"Waaaaah! I missed you so much!"

"You have no idea what I've been through these past two days! To lose weight, I've been eating nothing but greens at the gym until I'm practically green! That trainer is inhuman!"

"....."

Su Yu's temple throbbed.

The gazes cast by the surrounding players instantly turned strange—something's not right here.

A cold and aloof vampire nobleman with a heavily armored knight crying like a 200-pound child hanging on his leg.

"Let go."

Su Yu lowered her voice and tried to pull her leg out: "We're still in the square. You're not ashamed, but I am."

"No! Unless you take me flying!"

The fat man clung to Su Yu shamelessly, not letting go, and casually opened Su Yu's personal panel to see how his brother was doing.

However, the next second.

The fat man's crying stopped abruptly.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at the data on Su Yu's panel, his entire body frozen in place as if under a spell.

ID: Anonymous

Level: Lv.10

Weapon: [Minotaur King's Soul-Protecting Katana (Rare)]

"Level 10?" The fat man's voice instantly rose eight octaves.

He suddenly looked up at Su Yu, his face filled with horror: "Holy crap, goddess! You're cheating?!"

"Weren't you only level a few yesterday? How did you wake up and be in the top tier of the entire server? This doesn't make sense! I just logged off and took a nap, and the world has changed?"

Faced with the fat man's questioning, Su Yu remained calm, having already prepared an excuse: "Just lucky."

He casually remarked, "I was doing a quest last night when I ran into a few elite monsters and a boss with low health. I finished them off and picked them off."

"Finding a bargain?"

The fat man looked at him suspiciously, circled Su Yu twice, clicked his tongue in amazement, and exclaimed with admiration, "Indeed, the goddess is the chosen one!"

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed, shook his head, and said with a sigh:

"Unlike my best friend Su Yu..."

"Huh?" Su Yu was taken aback.

The fat man said with a look of disappointment, "My best friend is also named Su Yu, but he likes to slack off in the game. He said he's still in the newbie village and hasn't left yet. All he does is look at the scenery all day. He has no ambition at all."

The fat man patted Su Yu on the shoulder and said seriously:

"You're the best! I'll follow you from now on! As for that 'Su Yu,' let him play in the mud!"

Su Yu: "..."

Su Yu's lips twitched violently a few times.

He really wanted to say: Is it possible that I am that good-for-nothing Su Yu?

But seeing the fat man's "I've got my eye on you" expression, Su Yu ultimately didn't explain.

After all, if the fat guy found out that she was the goddess he had been longing for, his Dao heart would probably shatter on the spot, and he would turn into a megaphone and broadcast it to the whole city.

"Ahem... Okay, okay, stop joking around."

Su Yu changed the subject: "The guild members are here."

The voice just fell.

The previously noisy crowd suddenly parted to form a path.

A group of well-equipped and imposing players walked over.

Leading the way was Lin Qingyue, the president of Qingge.

Today, she was still dressed in an ice-blue mage robe, holding a staff, her aloof temperament like a lotus flower blooming on a snow-capped mountain.

Beside her stood Su Qianqian, who looked somewhat nervous but also excited.

On the other side of Lin Qingyue.

A man dressed in black, tight-fitting leather armor, with two gleaming daggers at his waist, walked with an arrogant expression.

The Dragon King toyed with a dagger in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding players with undisguised contempt.

He deliberately kept a close distance from Lin Qingyue, as if to assert some kind of sovereignty.

"Qingyue, it seems there are a lot of people today."

The Dragon King's lips curled into a confident smile, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around him to hear:

"They're just a bunch of rabble. Don't worry, I'm going to get the first pass this time."

Lin Qingyue frowned slightly, subtly took a step to the side to create some distance, and then searched the crowd with her eyes.

When she saw that figure in a dark red dress with outstanding temperament, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Su Yu?"

Lin Qingyue led her team over.

Upon seeing that it was an important person, the fat man immediately puffed out his chest and tucked in his stomach, trying to show off his non-existent abs.

"President."

Su Yu nodded slightly, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

"This outfit..." Lin Qingyue looked Su Yu up and down, somewhat surprised: "It suits you quite well."

The Dragon King, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow at Su Yu and couldn't help but secretly admire him.

It's not really about the clothes; it's mainly because that face is too beautiful.

That's so unfair...