I am the Lucky Cat of an MMORPG

ch64

64. Lost...

Hei QiYao can't log onto A.O. everyday. The next time he logged on would be Saturday when Guild Wars would be held.

As the Guild Leader, he'd promised his guildies if they took down another Prole fortress, the Heretic Demons guild would have a gathering in real life. Hence, every member of the guild had been rubbing their paws together in anticipation of the thrilling moment they'd create together today.

As usual, XiaoYu arrived early to the base at just past 5. He sat down and had dinner with the tiny cat. Meanwhile, all team leaders' eyes were stuck to QiYao the moment he'd logged on. They then discussed defence arrangements for Prole-3 and Prole-4 along with the attack plans for the third fortress. As a result, the two had yet to speak to each other since their parting.

When the team leaders were finally willing to let QiYao go and dispersed to finish their preparations, it was already 6.30 pm. The Healer Squad was already at work. They needed to send their fellow guild members to their allocated spots before the event started.

"XiaoYu, already working?" QiYao didn't leave Prole-3. He knew XiaoYu should have started working on his portals by now. Hence, the message was sent through a private message.

"Yes."

"After the battle, come to Prole-3's Crystal Room, okay? I've got something to tell you." The Guild Leader of an occupied fortress could personalise entrance permissions of a fortress once the event was over. That would stay until the next Guild Wars where it'd be reset to default once more.

"Okay."

"You can keep working, then."

"Yes. Good luck."

"Mn." Because of those two words, they must not lose Prole-3 today.

While XiaoYu didn't know what QiYao wanted to tell him, the busy XiaoYu still put his curiosity aside and focused on his portals.

"Chief, all NPC guards in Prole-3 are ready," said Poor_Man as he stumbled and swayed into the Crystal Room.

"Mn."

"You're in a good mood today. Something good happen?" Poor_Man was the type to think those who didn't gossip when there's gossip before them were all idiots. Since there were still a few minutes before the battle started, he was going to start chatting with QiYao about anything and everything. Still, he didn't hold any hopes for the ever-silent Chief to tell him anything.

"Lin Qiong."

"Yes!" Poor_Man instinctively called out when he heard QiYao call him by his real name. It was very strange, though. It's rare to hear Chief call him by that name in the game. Was Chief going to increase his salary from seeing how hard he'd been working lately?

"..." As QiYao stared down Poor_Man, he internally debated whether to tell the other man he loved XiaoYu? On one hand, they were close friends for many years. He should notify the other. On the other, QiYao knew just how much Poor_Man cared for XiaoYu. While he didn't know what the other thought of XiaoYu, he still didn't want his friend to step in before he could get to XiaoYu.

"Um...Chief, if you keep staring at me like that, I'll think you've fallen in love with me." Poor_Man hated silent moments the most. Rather than being stared at by QiYao, he'd much prefer to go play with Eggy in Prole-4.