Support Isn't Your Daddy

After her best friend dragged her into playing a game, Yang Yang finally realized that normal people weren't the only ones in the world.

One time, after being driven up the wall by an outrageous teammate's terrible plays, Yang Yang swallowed her pride and opened the profile of the enemy Da Siming who had killed her eighteen times.

"Hey, you're so good! Could you carry me too? Pretty please~"

"The other player has declined your friend request."

Yang Yang was grinding her teeth in frustration. Just as she was about to start another match, she picked her favorite hero, then accidentally tapped the enemy Da Siming's profile picture.

He fell silent. If the world were a group chat, he, Yu Zhao, would leave it immediately...

Da Siming: "Accept it. I'll make up the stars you lost."

Yang Yang: The fat fish has taken the bait :)

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Yang Yang thought she could spend the rest of her days getting carried to victory and ranking up with ease, until one ranked match brought all her fish together...

The flirtatious little Omega had a brilliant idea and turned the tables, scolding her disobedient fish instead.

"If you had been there for me all the time, I wouldn't have had to go find other people to carry me up the ranks!"

"You should all take a good look at yourselves. Don't come looking for me again!"

But when she really blocked those jealous, quarrelsome men, her once-docile fish turned into mad dogs...

Yang Yang: Surely you can't do anything to a poor little darling like me, right?

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Reader's Notes:

1. A little mischievous, but not too much; completely focused on ranking up; maxed-out fish-raising skills; a pampered, willful, impossibly adorable Omega loved by everyone. Her pheromones smell like sweet lemon milk.

2. The love interests are pure in body and heart, and love only Yang Yang.

3. I'm terrible at the game, so please don't criticize the gameplay. I'm just venting my frustration, so please read for fun. (Updates whenever inspiration strikes.)

4. I don't usually keep up with other news, and my internet speed is that of an old person. If there's a problem, you can tell me directly, but please don't be too harsh. I cry easily and can feel short of breath, so let me apologize in advance. I'll gradually add more content warnings.

Theme: Don't get angry, don't get angry. If you make yourself sick, no one can take your place.