"Big Sister, hurry up, Lincoln is catching up to your progress!"
Victoria glanced at the room administer's message, speechless: "Isn't that normal?"
"I won't even mention whether Lincoln uses his brain or not, or if he has played beforehand. But his teammates! He has a genius young girl teammate, while I have a golden retriever whose IQ is undeveloped! Isn't it normal that they catch up?"
"The problem is that only one brain is operating on the other side, and it's not Lincoln's brain!"
"One brain? What does that mean?" Victoria was puzzled.
"Lincoln is a lazy dog, he just clings to the princess' thigh to play the game!"
"What?" Victoria didn't expect this, "you mean, he slacks off while live streaming games?"
"Exactly!" The room administer strongly agreed, "Absolutely shameless!"
"Then, what if I get a more capable teammate?" Victoria looked at the golden retriever next to her, wearing a miner's helmet and shining it around aimlessly, and proposed to her viewers.