The name Yao Jiayin sounds like the story of an ordinary person. In this virtual world where prosperity and war interweave, her bits and pieces of materials are like warm details in ordinary life. Her growth is not impatient, a bit like the small river in front of her hometown, flowing slowly, but nourishing every plant and tree along the shore.
Those basic ether chips and certification stamps are like the daily necessities of farmers. They seem ordinary, but they are indispensable to life. Each material has its own story, like the old man in the neighbor’s house, silently adhering to the rhythm of life. The final dance shoes are like the buds that just emerged in spring, full of hope and vitality.
Although high-dimensional data and access devices are items in the game, in her growth, they are like those old objects in the countryside, carrying the temperature of the years and precipitating the taste of life. Dingni, although a virtual currency, is like the change exchanged in the small shop at the village head. Although it is small, it can buy what you need in your heart.
Yao Jiayin’s exclusive sound engine and components are good partners in her life, like old friends, accompanying her through every ordinary day. The actual combat simulation room is like a stage at the entrance of the village. Although it is simple, it is her stage to show herself. Every breakthrough and upgrade is like the applause of the villagers, warm and real.
Her skill improvement is her love and seriousness for life, and the beauty accumulated bit by bit. Yao Jiayin’s story has no earth-shattering miracles, but the most simple tenacity and warmth. She used ordinary materials to weave a web of life to support her dreams and future.
In this complex world, Yao Jiayin’s growth is like a warm lamp, illuminating the hearts of players and reminding us of the small but precious happiness in life. Her story is a poem about the ordinary and the beautiful, which is reassuring.