Yao Jiayin, born in a digital fantasy, bears the cruelty of reality. Her growth materials, like the ruthless fragments of this world, are indifferently piled up in the hands of players, like the dead leaves falling at the entrance of the gray alley, silent but heavy.
Those basic ether chips and certification seals are not just simple props, they symbolize the ladder of level and power, and are the ladders to climb the virtual high walls. The material requirements for each breakthrough are like the layers of thresholds in the real society, coldly screening those who are qualified to stand at the top.
Obtaining the final dance shoes is more like a hard labor. Players have to go through complex challenges and defeat powerful enemies to get this thing. The collection of high-dimensional data and accessors is a silent torture of patience and perseverance, as if reminding: If you want to gain a foothold, you must make unimaginable efforts.
Yao Jiayin’s exclusive sound engine and driver components are like her armor and sword, weapons against nothingness. However, can all this accumulation really bring about the so-called “power”? Or is it just an empty pursuit? The Dingni in the game is a currency, but also a symbol of desire, which makes people lost in the vortex of numbers.
This road of growth is like the iron house described by Lu Xun, in which players are imprisoned. Only by constantly climbing those cold values and materials can they breathe a little. However, every step forward is a torture of self-will and a struggle of humanity in front of ruthless machines.
Yao Jiayin’s story is not only a game strategy, but also a metaphor for the modern fast-paced society. People are forced to run on the track set by the system, chasing the illusory halo, like an endless nightmare. Her growth is a silent struggle against the cruelty of the times and a flickering light in the digital world.
In this virtual maze, Yao Jiayin and the players use tenacity and perseverance to interpret the silent cry: Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, you must live out your true self.