Iron-blooded War Hero didn't say anything. He was an Official, and although he had been in contact with many players, Wanwan wasn't among them. Wanwan's offline identity hadn't been revealed, so he wasn't very clear about her.

Extra Large Chili Pepper, however, said with a smile, "I have met Wanwan. We are both Third Test Players. We saw each other during a gathering in Flower City. Wanwan is definitely very attractive, and her family is pretty wealthy."

Upon hearing this, Junlin's brows slightly raised. Most in-game couples weren't going to succeed offline. After all, for many players, such virtual connections were just part of an illusory game. Why? The disparity between in-game couples and real-life ones was simply too great. For instance, in real life, couples could meet, find topics to talk about, or visit romantic places to foster their relationship. But in the game? They had never met, and both held onto a sliver of fantasy. Once that fantasy got shattered, especially after meeting offline, it wouldn't end well for either party. Mostly, it was the girls who weren't impressed with the guys. The girls had too much to consider and would naturally, subconsciously raise their expectations of the guys. And once those expectations weren't met, that virtual romance would just come to an end.

"Old Mo is quite good-looking too; you guys just haven't seen him. This guy is one of the more handsome among us First Test Players." Junlin sighed, "The problem is, this guy is a bit of a blockhead when it comes to romance; he's completely focused on gaming and anime. It would be hard to expect him to genuinely fall for Wanwan—tough!"

Hearing this, everyone looked helpless. They naturally understood Old Mo's temperament. If he could actually show some reaction, he wouldn't just be standing there like that. Surely they couldn't expect Wanwan to make the first move? That was asking too much!

Dung Beetle also walked up, stood beside them, and said, "You all underestimate Old Mo too much. I bet he knows that Wanwan likes him, but he's afraid to face it."

Hmm? That got interesting. Could it be that Dung Beetle knew Old Mo better than Junlin?

"What do you mean?" Junlin looked at him and asked.

Everyone else also turned to listen.

Dung Beetle explained, "Old Mo is too much of an otaku, immersed in his own world, probably with some inferiority complex. His strengths all lie within this game. To maintain his dominance, he works harder than any of us; otherwise, he wouldn't be the only one able to activate the Eight Gates Escape Array. But what about Wanwan? Though she joined the game later, her displayed power isn't weak. As far as I know, the Contribution Points she bought from the Three Great Merchants have amounted to no less than 500,000 RMB. Do you think Old Mo wouldn't know about this? For Old Mo, however, knowing this would only make her seem even more unattainable. The gap between their in-game status and real-life status is huge. Especially for an otaku like Old Mo, it would only magnify his sense of inferiority. Perhaps for him, only in the game can he have the confidence to stand with Wanwan."

Listening to him finish, everyone had strange expressions as they looked at Dung Beetle. What's going on? This guy was usually not serious at all; how could he analyze things so clearly?

"I'm asking, what do you do offline?" Iron-blooded War Hero said with a puzzled face. "Don't tell me you're a psychologist. If someone like you were a psychologist, I would definitely have you investigated!"

The others laughed upon hearing this. Seriously though, if Dung Beetle were really a psychologist, that would be interesting. A psychologist with mental issues—just thinking about it made them worry for his patients.

Hearing Iron-blooded War Hero's words, Dung Beetle immediately exploded, showing disdain on his face. "Who's a psychologist? I'm a proper college graduate and a white-collar worker now!"

"What did you major in college?" Extra Large Chili Pepper couldn't help but ask.

Dung Beetle said proudly, "Social Psychology!"

Suddenly, everyone was dumbfounded. This weirdo actually studies Social Psychology? No wonder his analysis is so spot on.

"Let's hear it, how can Old Mo and Wanwan break this situation?" Junlin seemed very concerned about Old Mo's situation and turned to ask directly.

Dung Beetle confidently glanced at the two not far away and nodded. "To break this situation, relying on Old Mo is impossible, so the key lies with Wanwan!"

Wanwan? But between the two of them, isn't Wanwan the passive one?

Extra Large Chili Pepper pointed at Old Mo and Wanwan and exclaimed, "Holy shit, look!"

Everyone hurriedly looked over, only to see Wanwan take the initiative to reach out, grab Old Mo's hand, and then interlock their fingers tightly.

Old Mo stood quietly to one side, not looking around, but a smile had already spread across his face.

"Not bad, Dung Beetle, you guessed it right!" Junlin said in surprise. "It really does require Wanwan to break the deadlock. It seems like they're both happy with each other."

"No! Old Mo still feels somewhat inferior." Dung Beetle shook his head. "The deadlock has been broken, but now Wanwan wants more than just holding hands; she wants a clear stance from Old Mo!"

A clear stance? What kind of stance could there be at this time? Managing to hold hands was already pretty great.

"Actually, we've all overlooked something," Dung Beetle suddenly spoke, startling everyone. "Is Old Mo's inferiority complex really just because of the status gap?"

What does that mean? Could it be that Old Mo is not just a delusional otaku who loves anime?

Dung Beetle stared at Junlin and asked, "Let me ask you, where did the Contribution Points in the hands of the Three Great Merchants come from? Although Lingxiao Hall's Contribution Points can be a continuous source, I'm afraid there aren't that many, right?"

Junlin knew this point very well; ever since their last large breakthrough, Contribution Points had always been a problem. So few! Far too few! Lingxiao Hall's Contribution Points were almost all accumulated by killing monsters, while the Task Rewards went into their individual hands. Of course, Junlin was aware of this; after all, the people of Lingxiao Hall also needed Contribution Points for private use.

"Are you suggesting the Contribution Points in the hands of the Three Great Merchants come from our Lingxiao Hall?" Junlin instantly caught on.

"No, precisely speaking, those Contribution Points were sold by Old Mo!" Dung Beetle squinted and continued, "Old Mo's offline life must not have been very good, at least not in the past. Now with the sale of Contribution Points, he must have made a big sum of money. I even suspect he has a net worth of a million now. You know, this million in net worth means it's liquid cash he can use anytime. I think you all understand what that implies, right? Wanwan's family situation is certainly very good. In Old Mo's eyes, the money he earned is still not enough. At least, Old Mo is aware of the status gap between them. So, Old Mo can only play the game desperately. He continuously accumulates Contribution Points in Hand and then sells them all to the Three Great Merchants!"

"Wait, there's something wrong with your explanation." Extra Large Chili Pepper frowned. "Why would he sell to the Three Great Merchants when Junlin and his team could absorb those Contribution Points directly?"

Indeed, given Junlin's power, maybe they really could absorb this batch of Contribution Points. Wouldn't it be better to sell to Junlin?

"This is why I have high hopes for Old Mo. He is different from us; he cares about the people around him." Dung Beetle continued analyzing, "Junlin might be rich, but after absorbing all those Contribution Points, would he still be considered rich? Leaving that aside, the Contribution Points Old Mo left for Lingxiao Hall probably account for half of the entire hall's points, right? He doesn't want Junlin and his team to get involved in his personal matters. This guy wants to catch up to Wanwan on his own merit."

Upon hearing this, everyone understood. In other words, Old Mo knew the nature of Junlin and his team well. He knew that if he mentioned it, they would definitely offer to help. But Old Mo didn't want to owe any favors, so he chose to approach the Three Great Merchants!

"Hey, this kid is quite interesting." Iron-blooded War Hero nodded in satisfaction. "Playing a game, he's actually managed to navigate the complexities of human relationships. Junlin, kid, your Lingxiao Hall is lucky."

Junlin sighed, and in the end, he had nothing more to say…

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