I became Piktao’s elf

[Elf name: An Lan]

[Age: 15 years old]

【Appearance: 90】

[Occupation: High school freshman]

[King of Pesticide Rank: Passerby King! (The elf has reached the highest level of passerby players, that is, the first place in the peak game of the baseball server)]

[Position: Jungle]

[Good at heroes: Li Bai, Han Xin, Tachibana Ukyo, Lan (Muggle), King Lanling (poisoned milk), Zhao Yun (poisoned milk), Zhuge Liang (poisoned milk), Jing (poisoned milk), Baili Xuance (poisoned milk) ), Pei Qinhu (poisonous milk), Nakolulu (Muggle), Dianwei (Muggle), and Dian (Muggle)]

【Appearance: 90】

[Consciousness: 96 (Muggle +11)]

[Operation: 100 (Muggle +17) (Poisoned Milk +3)]

[Physical fitness: 80]

[Inspiration: 95 (poisoned milk +5)]

[Hero Pool: 70 (Muggle +20) (Poisonous Milk +30)]

"Looking at his current personal attributes, An Lan's operations have been fully occupied by the two of us."

Ling'er looked at the copied data and analyzed it. The two of them were very professional. On the upper left corner of the stack of A4 paper, a two-inch photo of An Lan was stapled with a stapler.

"Consciousness 96, inspiration 95... Well, Taoshao, how much did you get paid this month?"

"I'm OK." Piketao picked up her phone and checked her bank card. She had a typical goldfish memory, and she forgot the results she had just read when she got up in the morning.

"458 million!"

"That's right!" Ling'er nodded, "Don't touch your money now and use it for our living expenses. We'll just use the money we earned from stock trading this time."

"Sister Ling'er, shouldn't that money be invested in a special effects studio?" Piketao interjected: "As long as they use special effects technology to make a mobile game, I think we will gain more next month."

"You can't think like that."

Faced with the disagreement, Ling'er put down his pen and turned around to face Piketao and analyzed: "We can wait, but An Lan can't wait. He must win the third round and the entire spring competition. Possible victory, creating a legend.”

"I heard from several other commentators. They said that the official plan is to vigorously promote a player to represent KPL, so An Lan's strength is the most important at the moment!"

"Even if this money doubles several times in two months due to the launch of mobile games, it will not be as valuable as what it is used for now."

"I understand." Piketao nodded cutely.

She trusts Ling'er unconditionally, just as Ling'er trusts her unconditionally.

After coming into contact, the two discovered that there really is a "destiny" in the world. The longer they stay together, the deeper their relationship becomes.

It is said that men are good brothers. They are brothers when we first met. After one year of knowing each other, I am your father. After knowing each other for ten years, I am your son’s godfather. After thirty years of knowing each other, I am your grandson’s godfather.

Between women and best friends, they were sisters when they first met, and they are still good sisters after knowing each other for a year. After they met... they had a quarrel and the whole drama ended!

But the trivial quarrels that usually happened between best friends in college never happened between them.

On the contrary, the longer time goes by, the more reluctant they are to leave each other.

Seeing Piketao nodding, Ling'er smiled and continued: "As for the money from the sale of my house, it will be used as the decoration cost of An Lan's new house."

"He gave us the key, this pus-filled bastard, what's on his mind."

Ling'er couldn't help but blush when she thought of the kiss a few mornings ago, and the man who handed the keys to the house they just bought to herself and Piketao with a playful smile.

"Hey, are you crazy, sister?"

"Yeah!" Ling'er came back to her senses and saw Piketao looking at her slyly, her big eyes narrowed to a slit, and she was filled with a smile.

"Begging for a beating~"

The two of them quarreled for a while, and then stopped when they were sweating profusely.

"Huh..." Ling'er rolled her eyes at Pike Tao and pushed the white and tender thigh off her body, "I plan to change the locks on that house, and then we will use the money from the sale of my house to give him How about decorating it without telling An Lan?"

"Okay!" Piketao nodded crazily like a rattle when he heard that secret decoration was such a fun thing, "We must give him a surprise, but what if An Lan comes back one day and finds that he can't enter the house?"

Ling'er smiled proudly and whispered into Piketao's ear: "Huh! I don't think he can. We are like this..."

As she talked, Piketao's cheeks became red and charming.

"Is that bad?"

"What's wrong?"

"Let him live with us, I'm afraid he... won't be able to control it."

"Hehe, he dares!"

Ling'er's plan was very simple. She had already figured out An Lan's character very well.

In her eyes, this natural enemy is a sinister pervert!

A young man who looks handsome, clean and sunny.

In fact, he is a scumbag, worse than sugarcane!

Apart from anything else, Ling'er seriously suspected that An Lan wanted to fight landlords every day from the beginning!

So when An Lan comes to rest after playing the game, all he needs to do is let him stay in this house at night.

Anyway, there were so many empty rooms, and the house he bought had nothing.

Ling'er didn't believe that An Lan could go and guard the empty house by himself. Even if he knew that nothing would happen if he lived here, he still couldn't bear to leave!

In the WB base thousands of meters away.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Damn it, who scolded me?"

An Lan, who was playing a training match with the AG Super League, suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and then he sneezed loudly.

He looked at Hanamaki who was working hard on the side, "Is it you, Brother Juanzi? Blame me for stealing your pentakill in the last game? Angry??"

"What are you talking about, Brother Lan?" Hanamaki turned to look at An Lan with a confused expression, and then quickly turned away.

"It's not him..." An Lan was confused, always feeling like someone was plotting against him behind his back, "Who could that be? Qy?"

......

The two women chatted and laughed for a whole day. Sometimes they were having a good discussion and then suddenly went off topic.

When I came back to my senses, I found that an hour had passed.

If An Lan knew that his two trainers were cautious and cautious at the beginning, but now they were laughing and talking about their cultivation without seriousness, he would probably scream that he had no love.

After dinner, Ling'er and Piketao sat at the desk again.

Before Piketao's live broadcast, the two of them were going to start adding points.

"Are you ready?" Ling'er put on an OL outfit, like a hot secretary.

"Yeah!" Piketao also put on a cute outfit, which was what she wore during the live broadcast.

"Okay, the balance of Soft Girl Coins we can use now is 110 million. An Lan has four days to start the second game. We want to maximize his attributes and use the money to draw prizes. What."

Piketao felt that what Ling'er said was very unpredictable, so he opened his mouth and echoed: "Ouch~~~"