"Bro, it's so late already. Why don't we just find a place to rest? You've been driving for hours."
A refined-looking young man with glasses lay on the back seat, his face pale and haggard—like he'd just been through a war.
He had arrived in this world at the same time as Su Chen. Back in their original world, he was a top student at a prestigious high school, often ranked number one in his grade.
At home, he was the golden child, showered with affection. He never had to do any chores—the only thing expected of him was to study.
The words he heard most often were:
"Sweetheart, all you need to do is focus on your studies. Don't worry about anything else."
He was extremely introverted at school, preferring to sit alone in a corner solving math problems—your typical peace-loving, laid-back nerd.
No one expected that after arriving in this world, he would struggle with even the most basic life skills.
This was likely the result of a life where his only task was to study, while everything else was taken care of by his parents.
He had always maintained top rankings, becoming his parents' pride, the teachers' favorite, and the envy of his classmates.
But in truth, he was just a bookworm who only knew how to study. Put him in charge of anything else, and even an elementary school kid might outperform him.
He had no hobbies outside of studying. He had never even thought about dating.
High school is the age of youthful curiosity—it's common to develop feelings for someone of the opposite sex.
Most people had a secret crush in middle or high school. Some chose to confess—if it worked out, great; if not, at least there were no regrets. Others preferred to keep their feelings hidden and continue silently admiring from afar.
Student-era crushes had a certain sweetness to them.
These were the two most typical outcomes.
But the boy with glasses was an exception—he had never liked anyone throughout his entire student life.
From childhood until now, there was only one thing in his heart: studying.
A few girls had confessed to him before—leaving snacks or letters in his desk drawer.
He was, after all, gentle-looking and top of the class. Plenty of girls admired him.
There's something about academic excellence that draws admiration. It's an odd phenomenon.
If your grades are only slightly better than others, they might resent you. But if your scores are far above theirs, all that's left is awe.
This is the "worship-the-strong" rule—people naturally admire those who are far ahead.
He always chose to ignore the confessions.
Not because he was cold, but simply because he felt nothing for them.
He never gave romance a thought—his entire focus was on schoolwork.
In student life, good grades are everything.
It's like money in the adult world—two different time periods, but equally important. A harsh but truthful reality.
The boy with glasses used to believe that as long as he did well in school, everything else in life would take care of itself.
That mindset would later become his greatest obstacle.
While he was diligently preparing for the college entrance exam, something strange happened.
He was swept into a global survival game—RV World.
Once here, he had to fend for himself—his parents were no longer there to help.
Completely unskilled in daily life, the top student once idolized by his peers and teachers now struggled just to survive.
At the brink of starvation, a man appeared.
That man was the one now driving the vehicle—dressed in a flawless, well-fitted suit, not a wrinkle in sight.
"We should find somewhere more suitable to sleep. These places are damp and cold."
"I'll consider your opinion—but I won't accept it."
It was clear from the way he spoke and carried himself that he was a man of precision, intolerant of even the slightest flaw.
That one act of kindness—offering help—would unexpectedly become the start of an unbreakable bond between the two.
This suited man had a background completely different from the boy with glasses.
He came from humble beginnings, raised in the countryside.
He also excelled academically and got into a prestigious university through hard work.
While in college, he started a business with only 3,000 yuan—and eventually turned that into three million.
Overnight, he became the talk of campus. His career skyrocketed after graduation.
Four years later, his company was officially established. Now, he was considered a self made millionaire.
Once successful, he made a point of giving back to his hometown.
After all, if the villagers hadn't scraped together those 3,000 yuan for his education, he wouldn't be where he was today.
His parents were proud beyond words—they'd mention his name in every conversation.
The villagers, knowing he was of marriageable age, frequently tried to set him up with potential matches.
Having grown up in a rural area, he had a grounded and pragmatic view of life. Now nearing thirty, he'd only been in one relationship.
Hard to believe, right?
But to him, building his career was everything.
Everything else was secondary.
His first love was from his teenage years—young and naive.
They dated for two or three years but ended up at different universities, turning their relationship into a long-distance one.
Just when he thought the future was looking bright, he discovered she had cheated on him—saying he was too poor.
She'd left him for a wealthy student at her new school.
That betrayal left a deep scar.
Why was it that someone richer could so easily take away the person he cared most about?
From that moment on, he swore he would become successful.
Not to win her back, and not out of spite.
But to prove to himself that he could do it.
And he did.
He thought his business would continue growing from there.
But then he too was swept into RV World, becoming another participant in the survival game.
Thanks to his rural upbringing, he was excellent at taking care of himself.
Survival wasn't a problem.
What was a problem was the loneliness.
He longed to return home, to get back to his company.
The game of RV World was dreary, meaningless. A single-player game played in solitude.
More than once, he considered giving up. There just didn't seem to be a point anymore.
Until he met the boy with glasses.
For the first time, he realized—fair skin wasn't just a girl's feature. Boys could look that delicate too.
The boy became his salvation.
And just like that, the two of them began traveling together.
They made a great team—working in perfect sync.
Having a companion transformed this dull solo game into something much more meaningful.
They even made it into the global top 100 survivors.
And they were still climbing the ranks.
But today, the two of them had an argument—over something trivial.
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