Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

The autumn rains in Jiangnan are incessant.

Raindrops pattered against the newly installed soundproof glass on the second floor of the funeral parlor, making a dull rustling sound.

This transparent barrier completely shut out the damp cold from the outside, while the orange-red flames flickered in the fireplace, baking the room into a warm and cozy atmosphere.

The renovated second-floor living room is spacious.

The floor was covered with a thick gray wool carpet, which made no sound when you stepped on it.

An entire wall is occupied by a giant 85-inch LCD screen.

Below the screen is a brand-new PS5 console, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

The air was filled with a faint scent of pine soot and ink, mixed with the domineering aroma of spicy beef jerky, and the sweet fragrance of bubbly cola.

Near the backyard courtyard, wisps of warm, yin energy rose up along the yin-gathering array, perfectly dispelling the heat from the fireplace.

Ayougu sat cross-legged in the center of the carpet without any regard for appearances.

The Miao girl held her phone tightly with both hands, her two thumbs frantically rubbing the screen, her fingernails tapping the screen with a rapid "tap tap tap" sound.

The silver choker around her neck clanged loudly as her body swayed violently forward and backward.

"Damn it! Jungler, are you just looting mushrooms in the jungle?! The entire enemy team is pushing in!"

Ayougu stared at his phone screen, then opened his mouth and started cursing, his pure Daxia language mixed with a few Miao dialect phrases, unleashing his full power.

"Did this person playing Baili Shouyue get their brain squeezed by a door?"

"You don't have a basic attack? Or is your second skill aimed at your great-grandmother's grave?! I, the dignified Holy Maiden of the Miao Gu Clan, who can carry away poisonous insects for three blocks, can't even carry four brainless single-celled organisms today!"

A flash of red light appeared on the screen, and the base crystal shattered under the enemy's siege.

The large word "failure" stung Ayougu's eyes.

Enraged, she slammed her phone onto the soft carpet and her right hand flashed towards the cloth bag at her waist.

"I'm so angry! I'll follow the internet cable and turn those four jerks' phones into a breeding ground for poison!"

The bathroom door was pushed open.

Lin Ye walked out carrying a cup of warm goji berry tea.

He was shirtless, wearing only a pair of loose gray sweatpants on his lower body.

His strong, muscular physique gleamed with a healthy glow in the firelight of the fireplace.

"Your voice is louder than the electric drill from the construction crew downstairs, which is banging on the wall so early in the morning."

Lin Ye walked to the single sofa, sat down, blew on the foam in his cup, and took a sip of hot tea.

"If you can't carry the team, then don't. You're playing support, and you insist on going head-to-head with the enemy jungler. Who else but you is going to die?"

"Moreover, there's an undeniable rule in ranked matches: if my teammate instantly picks Baili Shouyue, theoretically we'll lose nine and a half out of ten games. The other half is because the opposing team disconnected."

Ayougu glared with her narrow eyes, her face full of defiance as she retorted, "Boss Lin, if you're so good, you do it! If I don't reach this rank today, I'll go on a hunger strike!"

Lin Ye rolled her eyes, completely ignoring the boastful words of this hardcore internet addict.

"Click-clack".

A strange chewing sound came from under the TV cabinet.

Lin Ye turned his head to look.

Froststar, the little girl, was squatting on the carpet with her bare, white little feet.

She was holding a white PS5 game controller in both hands.

That delicate, porcelain-doll-like little face scrunched up, its mouth agape, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth, which it was desperately biting at the silicone joystick above the controller.

The sturdy polymer rocker arm groaned under her sharp teeth, unable to bear the strain.

Lin Ye's eyes twitched violently. He took a step forward and slapped the little girl's silver-blue hair with his large hand without any hesitation.

"Let go! Spit it out right now!"

Lin Ye pinched her cheek and forcibly pulled the saliva-covered handle out of her mouth.

Four deep teeth marks were clearly visible on the left joystick of the controller.

"This handle costs over 500 yuan! You're going to use it as a teething toy! If it breaks, I'll just deduct it from your snack budget next month!"

Lin Ye wiped the water stains off and scolded him softly.

Froststar pouted in grievance, and a layer of water glistened in her heterochromatic blue eyes.

"This white bone has absolutely no taste. Chewing it tastes like eating a rubber tire, not at all as sweet as my brother-in-law's neck."

The little girl accused him with a straight face, then opened her arms and hugged Lin Ye's leg, rubbing her pink nose against the fabric, trying to get away with being cute.

Lin Ye was helpless against this spoiled and yandere loli, so he could only throw the controller back onto the coffee table.

The other side of the large living room.

Leng Yue sat quietly in the large leather sofa.

A plain white fitted long dress with a few subtle embroidered patterns on the neckline.

Her long, silver-white hair, reaching her ankles, was freely spread across the sofa back and carpet.

The tips of her hair faintly shimmered with a dark golden luster, revealing her terrifying cultivation level.

She was holding another black game controller in her hand.

Those slender, jade-like hands that once tore apart the Blood Corpse King and unleashed the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire with a flick of their fingers are now holding this modern technological product covered with buttons.

She frowned, her deep red eyes fixed on the game's idle screen, her gaze revealing great confusion and bewilderment.

"My lord, is this thing called a handle?"

Leng Yue's voice was clear and cool like spring water, with a touch of the gentle and melodious Wu dialect.

She extended her index finger and gently stroked the D-pad on the controller.

"Why are tiny figures imprisoned within the screen connected to this iron box? They're running, jumping, and fighting inside. Could it be that this box contains some kind of spatial array, imprisoning the souls of living people?"

Hearing this analysis in such a classical style, Lin Ye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He carried his teacup, walked over to Leng Yue's side, and sat down on the wide armrest of the sofa.

As he approached, Leng Yue's unique, cool fragrance of red spider lilies instantly enveloped him.

The aroma was so pleasant that it masked the smell of snacks in the room.

Lin Ye pointed to the 85-inch screen.

"Wife, this is called a video game."

"The entertainment that modern mortals love to use to kill time. There are no living souls on that screen, only code and data models typed out by programmers."

Lin Ye began his deception with a straight face.

"Now that you have stabilized your origin, the zombie meridians in your body have been dormant for thousands of years. Your movements are usually large and powerful, relying entirely on instinctive, violent strength, but your microscopic reaction speed of divine sense is not sharp enough."

"Playing with this thing more often can stimulate the activity of your brain's neural synapses at high frequencies, which has an immeasurable effect on improving your hand-eye coordination and can definitely help you smoothly transition to the true realm of the Drought Demon."

Leng Yue raised her head, her breathtakingly beautiful red eyes silently gazing at Lin Ye.

"Is what you say true, sir? This mere pastime can have such spiritual benefits?"

"When have I, Lin, ever lied to you?"

Lin Ye patted his chest, lying without batting an eye.

"Come on, today I'll personally teach you. We won't play those fighting games; let's play a classic masterpiece that tests teamwork. This game is called 'Two-Player Team'."

Upon hearing the words "two people," Shuangxing immediately dropped the watermelon rind she was holding, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and squeezed herself next to Lin Ye's legs.

The little girl stood on tiptoe and craned her neck to look at the screen.

"Froststar wants to play too! I want to choose the mud figure in the red clothes! I want to control it to fight monsters!"

In front of the retina, a translucent light screen rippled with a beautiful pink hue.

The system's extremely annoying mechanical voice rang crisply in my mind.

"Ding! My Lord, please be mindful of your conduct. System notification: It has been detected that the host is teaching the zombie lady modern entertainment activities. The dry explanations are not improving the teaching efficiency."

"Please finalize the new plan within three minutes to maximize the fun of the game and the intimate bond of your marital relationship!"