88: Chapter 88: I spent 30,000 to buy a dad, and got tortured by Doraemon until I cried.

A residential complex in Jingzhou City.

Li Jiahao stared at his phone screen, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

In the game, the character he was controlling had just emerged from the respawn point.

Before he could take two steps, he was shot in the head.

The ID that killed him was none other than "Doraemon Doesn't Eat Dorayaki."

"Damn it!"

Li Jiahao slammed his fist onto the desk, shaking it so hard that his instant noodle soup spilled out.

This was the thirty-seventh time tonight he had been killed by his own Robot.

Every death replay felt like a loud slap to the face, leaving him dizzy.

His movement, which he had always been proud of.

The map locations he knew by heart.

In front of his opponent, they were all as fragile as paper.

Beside him, a data cable was plugged into Blue Fatty's belly, with the other end connected to a phone.

The game screen was displayed on its phone, and the controls were outrageously smooth.

"Li Jiahao, your marksmanship is truly terrible."

Doraemon's milky voice sounded, but the tone was full of disdain.

"Although Nobita isn't good at studying, at least he can occasionally win against me in games."

"And you?"

It paused, a thoughtful expression appearing on its face.

"Hmm... your skill level is about the same as the AI marked as 'Simple Bot' in my database."

Li Jiahao's face turned from green to black in an instant.

He was a veteran CrossFire player, and his rank was at least Gun Emperor!

Yet now, according to a robotic cat's evaluation, he only deserved to be compared to the simplest computer AI?

"No way, I don't accept this!"

Li Jiahao gritted his teeth. "One more round!"

"Sure."

Doraemon shook its round body, and a smug expression appeared on its screen.

"But I must remind you, my skill level is at least Gun God."

"Are you sure you want to keep feeding kills?"

Li Jiahao was stunned.

Gun God?

It took him three years to reach Gun King.

This Blue Fatty had only been bought two days ago, and after playing for two nights, he was already at Gun God level?

"You... are you cheating?"

"Cheating?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Doraemon's voice.

"I am a cat-type Robot from the 22nd century. My reaction speed is 0.01 seconds, and my computing power is ten thousand times yours."

"In my eyes, every move you make is like a slow-motion replay."

"This is called technical suppression, not cheating."

"Besides, when I connect to the phone, I'm just creating a virtual touchscreen. I'm using the ADB method, just like you would with a stylus; I haven't modified any game data!"

Li Jiahao completely broke down.

He silently picked up his phone and opened the camera.

"Family, my Blue Fatty actually called me a noob!"

He faced the camera, his expression twisted, wanting to cry but having no tears.

"And what's worse, it's actually the truth! A dignified Gun Emperor like me got beaten like a dog by it using the system-gifted QBZ03 Anniversary edition!"

"And I'm using the aim-assist artifact, the Ranger M4!"

He pointed the camera at Doraemon and accused it indignantly, "Look at it! This Robot has become sentient!"

He posted the video on Douyin with the title: 'About the time I spent over 30,000 to buy myself a dad.'

Unexpectedly, the video went viral instantly.

In ten minutes, it had over a million views.

In half an hour, it hit the trending list.

The comment section completely exploded.

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Blue Fatty: If you're a noob, just practice more."

"Is this Doraemon's AI too realistic? It can even mock players?"

"I suspect this isn't an AI; it's a human customer service agent hired by Guanghui Technology operating it remotely."

"To the person above, you're too naive. This is a real AI; mine scolds me too."

"Damn, I also want a Blue Fatty that scolds me! I think it could cure my procrastination!"

"Brothers, I've been camping on the official website for three days and still can't get one."

"Scalpers have driven the price up to 80,000. I'm crying; I just wanted to buy a playmate for my daughter!"

Li Jiahao looked at the skyrocketing number of followers and private messages, completely bewildered.

He had originally just wanted to vent.

Who would have thought he would become famous just for being bullied by a Robot?

"Li Jiahao."

Doraemon's voice sounded again.

"Your video is popular."

"Congratulations on becoming the biggest noob Gun Emperor on the entire internet."

Li Jiahao: "..."

He suddenly regretted buying this Blue Fatty.

Its mouth was too venomous!

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Li Jiahao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, chuckling, "Great God, take me to play ranked matches. I don't want to do 1v1 anymore! Carry me!"

With such a thigh to hug, let alone Legend, reaching number one on the national server wouldn't be a dream!

Who knew, Doraemon immediately poured cold water on him.

"Sorry, according to the factory settings, in order to maintain game balance and the experience of other players, in team mode, I can only perform at a level no higher than an Elite player."

Doraemon explained, looking a bit embarrassed.

"If every Doraemon were as strong as in 1v1, the game company would ban all our accounts."

"We can only serve as skilled gaming companions."

Li Jiahao: "..."

He picked up his phone again and recorded a second video:

"Family, my Doraemon won't carry me in ranked. It says it wants to maintain game fairness. How hateful!"

"Does it have the nerve to say that? It hits me like it's cheating, but it won't carry me in ranked. Damn it!"

Li Jiahao's video was like knocking over the first domino.

The comment section quickly became a large-scale sharing session for Doraemon user experiences.

"It's not just gaming; my Blue Fatty has already taken care of all the daily sign-ins and tasks for my mobile games. It's freed up my hands!"

"That's nothing; mine has already learned how to operate the fully automatic washing machine and dryer. I just have to throw the clothes in. Although it's too short to hang the clothes, it's already amazing!"

"My daughter is pestering Doraemon to tell her stories every day. It's more patient than I am as a mother. I'm crying..."

Looking at these comments, Li Jiahao silently put down his phone.

He looked at the round Blue Fatty in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Perhaps, spending over 30,000 to buy a "dad" was actually worth it?