Chapter Seventy-Two: Revealing One’s Skills, Discerning Truth from Illusion

“In that case, I’m afraid I’ll be feeling a bit dizzy and lightheaded for a while,” Ye Yu said, knocking on his own forehead and shaking his head with a wry smile.

“Dizzy and lightheaded? Why is that?” Qu Zheng looked at Ye Yu with a confused, innocent expression and asked.

At this moment, Tan Cong stood with his arms crossed, leaning against an ancient tree, a green sprout between his lips. He gave Qu Zheng a look as if he were watching a fool and said, “Overclock Mode. Only by activating Overclock Mode can players at our level face a super-large instance like this one. Besides, Third Bro here has been using it frequently—it’s a side effect.”

Overclock Mode was achieved by the Divine Requiem headset, which accelerated brainwave transmission, granting the user astonishing, superhuman reflexes for a short time. However, this came at a cost—a strain on the brain, though mild, and only accessible to those wearing the Divine Requiem headset.

Ye Yu simply waved his hand, signaling it was nothing serious. “A level-fifty instance is already tough for us, and this one covers an enormous map. The monsters have more health, and our battles last longer.”

Ye Yu did not mention that, in order to respond to his team as quickly as possible, he would activate Overclock Mode immediately after its cooldown ended. Otherwise, a single mistake could mean instant defeat by the boss. He had to ensure everyone’s safety.

At this point, Cong Wenjiushi spoke up, “It’s inevitable. You have to use Overclock Mode. To speak frankly, with your current abilities, you wouldn’t be able to clear this instance. But you’ve made it here so smoothly, and your teamwork shows that ‘Liang Ye’ is clearly your core. It’s obvious he’s been overseeing the entire situation and directing you all. Achieving this level of coordination is impressive, but in Divine Requiem, no matter how good the commander is, if individual skills fall short, you’ll find progress impossible later on. High levels alone won’t help.”

After hearing Cong Wenjiushi’s words, everyone’s faces grew a little somber, their spirits clearly dampened. They recalled that, in many dangerous moments, had it not been for Ye Yu’s timely warnings and reactions, it was doubtful they could have reached this level so smoothly.

They were not weak to begin with—getting into Qing University was proof of their extraordinary gaming talent—but even in this den of hidden dragons, they seemed ordinary. Yet Ye Yu, here among such talent, had begun to shine, his prowess unstoppable.

Ye Yu smiled. “Without them, I could never have reached this level alone. You don’t understand what we’ve been through. If they hadn’t trusted me, letting me take the lead completely, we wouldn’t have had these results. If any of them had refused, things would have turned out differently. It’s because they trust me, and I’m willing to entrust my back to them.”

As Ye Yu spoke, everyone lifted their heads to look at him, a smile appearing on their lips. They exchanged amused glances.

“With Third Bro here, we’re invincible!” Huang Hong quickly recovered from his gloom, slapping Ye Yu’s shoulder with his left hand and laughing heartily.

“Third Bro’s a genius, or how else could he be the soul of ‘Violet Mirage’?”

“After all, he’s the top rookie on our server, the most popular ID on the ‘Xuantian’ forum. No one can compare to our Third Bro!”

Ye Yu gave an embarrassed smile at their praise, then said, “Anyway, this instance ahead can’t be tackled the same way as before. Not even the ones we faced in ‘Ancient Realm’ compare to this—so we need a new strategy.”

“I don’t know exactly how you did things before, but with your current condition, it’s clear you can’t keep using your old methods, right?” Cong Wenjiushi seemed to have guessed what tactics Ye Yu had previously used to clear instances and shot him a teasing, even slightly mocking look.

Ye Yu kept smiling, but in the game Divine Requiem, his avatar’s expression revealed a vein on his forehead, writhing like a tiny dragon.

“In the upcoming instance, I’ll take the main DPS role. Cong Wenjiushi and the leader will act as my left and right hand. The rest of you four will handle the mobs. But our healer needs to keep up—otherwise, we’ll be in real trouble.”

“No problem.”

“Understood.”

Ye Yu smiled, then glanced at Cong Wenjiushi and asked, “Can you take the secondary DPS role? I’ll need rest periods, as using Overclock Mode too often has obvious side effects.”

“No problem at all, as long as you trust me.” Cong Wenjiushi shrugged, then turned to Huang Hong, the secondary gunner, and said, “You’re good with this, right?”

Huang Hong frowned slightly, glanced at Cong Wenjiushi, then looked at Ye Yu and replied seriously, “I should have no problem. When you give the order, Third Bro, my silver lance will be ready.”

“If I’m right, before the boss, I’ll need to rest. Once I’m recovered, the three of us will tackle the boss together, and the rest of you will handle the mobs.”

Ye Yu explained with a smile, “This way, the seven of us can clear the instance perfectly and gain the highest possible experience and rewards.”

Ye Yu was keenly aware that the swirling entrance before them led to a super-large instance. In this enormous challenge, he could see what kind of chemistry their fixed team could produce—especially with the addition of Cong Wenjiushi, who had found his way from an old server to the new one by any means necessary. Ye Yu was looking forward to seeing this seasoned veteran’s skills in full display, for with a challenge like this, there would be nowhere to hide.