Yao Jiayin, this name seems to be a cluster of thorn flowers that occasionally bloom in a barren field, dazzling but fresh. Her growth material is like the nutrients of this land, simple and unpretentious, but carrying struggles and hopes.
The basic ether chip is like a seed in the land, silently waiting for the nourishment of spring rain and dew. Advanced and specialized chips are fertile soil, supporting her to take root and sprout. The certification seal is like the seal in the hands of the village elders, proving the origin and dignity of her identity.
The final dance shoes are like the muddy road under your feet, every step is heavy, but it leads to the distant light. High-dimensional data and access devices are the flickering fireflies in the wilderness, although weak, they guide her direction. Ding Niru is like the copper coins in the rural market, although not much, but it is a necessity for life.
Yao Jiayin’s exclusive sound engine and components are the sharp knife in her hand and the burden on her shoulders. The actual combat simulation room is the trial field in the fields, where sweat and tears mix to accumulate strength. Every breakthrough and upgrade is like a new sprout buried in the field, looking forward to breaking out of the ground.
Her skill improvement is an obsession with the future and a desire for life. Yao Jiayin’s story is a farming history in the virtual world, recording the mental journey of people cultivating, sowing and harvesting in the digital wasteland.
In this world, light and shadow are intertwined, and virtuality and reality are blurred. Yao Jiayin is not only an existence in the game, but also a portrayal of our indomitable attitude towards life. She uses those inconspicuous materials to weave a tough net, carrying dreams and struggles.
This is her legend, full of the fragrance of the soil and the eternal fire of life.