Below him, his character glided in perfect, mathematical lines across the clover field. The bees—a swarm of Mythics and Gifted Tabby bees—didn't just fly; they teleported to the flowers the millisecond they bloomed. Jax didn't even have to touch his mouse. He watched his honey counter spin so fast the digits became a blur. Millions turned into billions. Billions turned into trillions.

Suddenly, a message popped up in the server chat. It was a lower-level player, a kid with a basic satchel and three Brave Bees."Whoa, Jax! How are you moving like that? You're faster than a Vicious Bee!"

But as the sun set in the digital sky, things started to feel... quiet. He wasn't chatting with the other players about how to beat the Coconut Crab. He wasn't carefully balancing his hive's blue and red stats. He was just a spectator in his own game.

"This is the life," Jax whispered, leaning back. "No more grinding for ten hours just to get a Spirit Petal."

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