"Is Senior Xiaofang dangerous?"
In the conference room of Pofengniao Club, there is not only a rookie professional player, but also a well-known 2.5-dimensional idol, a beautiful girl with more than 100,000 fans on mainstream social platforms. The girl [Shiyin] lay on the back of the sofa and swayed her calves, while lowering her head and asking the gray-haired young man sitting in front of her: "Senior Netherworld, what do you think?"
"It's too close."
Having been a backbone of the main team of Breaking Wind Birds for more than two years, You Ming, who is considered to be a veteran, pushed up the pair of flat glasses on the bridge of his nose while looking at Cordoba, who was already facing the second batch of interceptors. While saying calmly : "Stay away."
Shiyin pouted, and said coquettishly in a very deliberately, artificial, delicate, sweet girl voice: "But I just want to be closer to my senior!"
"Okay."
Youming nodded, then raised his hand and patted his thigh twice: "Sit here."
Shiyin was slightly choked, and it took a while before he laughed. Said: "This...that...if you just sit on your thighs, wouldn't the progress be too fast?"
"Then stay away."
You Ming pushed with an expressionless face. The beautiful face that was slightly flushed just a few feet away said with a calm expression: "As for the alchemist, the loser is big."
Shiyin frowned slightly and muttered: "But Senior Xiaofang is obviously playing very smoothly. That Cordoba is strong, but it gives me the feeling that he is just relying on his own strength to make a mess. This style of play How can you deserve to win against Senior Xiaofang!”
“Shiyin——”
Netherworld Narrowing his eyes, he said seriously: "If you want to keep your rotation position in the first team, don't make such naive remarks that make people question your intelligence."
Shiyin's expression suddenly froze. : "Ah..."
"Don't let Xiaoyou scare you."
Lusail, who was sitting on the bar chair with his neck tilted to watch the game, shook his head and shrugged: "Don't all the fans on the Internet say that our little poem is that... what is it called, oh yes, a pure idol? Isn't it innocent? There shouldn’t be any problem at all, right?”
You Ming didn’t answer, just to give his boss some face.
On the other hand, Shiyin shrank her neck timidly, trotted up behind the red-haired lady on the sofa opposite, and asked coquettishly: "I seem to have said the wrong thing, Sister Xizhao."
< br>"Hey, it's not like you said something wrong, you're just a little bit naive."
Xizhao happily rubbed Shiyin's pitiful little face and comforted: "Netherworld He is trying to scare you. He probably thinks that our first team has too much pressure and too much training, which may delay your idol career, Xiaoshi, so he is bent on getting you to the second team or the Propaganda Department. "< br>
Shiyin immediately shook her head like a rattle and protested: "I'm obviously very good! Although my level in Olathe War Chronicles was not top-notch at that time, the estimated score on the Innocence Boundary was already over The threshold for the first team is much better! I don’t want to go to the second team and the publicity department! I can take care of the idol activities!”
“Don’t worry, your peripherals were sold out within half an hour of release. , the leader will not agree to put you in the second team. It is better to say that if this [Inquisition Battle] is successfully fought, you and Ling Jie’s main positions will probably be stabilized. Well, although this game is broken There are very few related events, but there is definitely nothing to say about the popularity."
Xizhao casually hugged Shiyin, who was curled up next to her like a kitten, and said helplessly: "As for Uncle Cong and Brother Xiaoli. , one of them plans to retire from the guild department next year, and the other decides to transfer to a new club. If nothing else happens, you and Ling Jie should be directly on the front line."
Sitting cross-legged on the floor and listening with headphones. Song's Ling Jie tilted her head and glanced at Xizhao, raised her hand and said: "It sounds so tiring. Can I take the initiative to apply to join the second team?"
"Yes."
Xizhao nodded expressionlessly, and added after Ling Jie looked happy: "But when I'm in the second team, I'm not allowed to listen to music during working hours."
The boy with a soft and neutral face was immediately confused. , said in astonishment: "And this Rules?”
“Just so.”
Xizhao replied seriously, then turned to Lu Sel and shouted: “Right, boss?”
"Yes."
Lussail, who was eating melon seeds and watching the game, extended his thumb without looking back.
"As if I didn't ask..."
So Ling Jie sat back down with her legs crossed, her head lowered and she continued to listen to the song, completely unrelated to the game on the screen.
Shiyin gently tugged on Xizhao's sleeves and asked: "So why did Senior Netherworld say that I was naive just now? I know that I seemed to be saying something stupid, but people are stupid, If you don’t tell me, I don’t know how to change it!”
“Come on, you are just too lazy to think about it yourself”
Xizhao gently tapped Shiyin's forehead and explained: "There is a saying you must have heard, that is, 'In e-sports, food is the original sin.' Although this statement sounds a bit extreme, it is true in our It is a recognized fact in this circle that, regardless of others, you and Ling Jie have the worst personalities and attitudes in interest classes and youth training camps respectively. But even so, you still stood out from countless people and became We current players of Pofengniao, is this because you two are good-looking?"
Shiyin stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "I seem to understand..."
"It's not a complicated truth in the first place. You just need to remember that at least in our industry, attitude, personality, and character are secondary. As long as you are strong enough, you will not break the law, cheat, or cheat. If you evade taxes and are not involved in pornography, gambling or drugs, no matter how bad your attitude is, others have no right to say anything."
Xizhao patted Shiyin on the head, shook his head and said, "The boss followed Xing yesterday. You also saw Long's game. Although he had agreed not to play a tacit match before, do you think that kid can use his full strength?"
Shiyin, who is indeed quite talented and discerning in the game, shook his head, He said very honestly: "There shouldn't be...?"
"Right? So your theory is simply not valid."
Xizhao tore open a bag of nuts and stuffed a chestnut into Shiyin's mouth: "The stronger side can win however they want. , there is only one reason why he is not worthy of winning, and that is 'cai'."
Shiyin pouted, and after a while she sighed: "The industry is so cruel. ..."
"Nonsense, it's a 'game' that is obviously cruel, what does it have to do with the industry? "
Lusail was chewing melon seeds with a magical efficiency that ordinary people could not match. He smiled and said: "Let's just say that Cordoba is not in the industry at all, but this competition is not too cruel for the alchemist."
"Woo——"
Shiyin scratched her hair hard and said with a sad face: "Senior Xiaofang obviously has a huge advantage, why do you all think he can't win."
"No. I think.”
Lusser shook his head and looked at the big screen. He raised his chin: "That's the conclusion reached by those two commentators. I just believe in professionalism."
Shiyin was shocked at that time: "When will commentators become more professional than active professional players!? "Well, 'professional' might be a bit of a misnomer."
Lussell licked his fingers covered in frosting and shrugged: "Let's put it this way... I am quite sure that those commentators can see some data that we cannot see, although it should It's not accurate enough to directly access the character panel, but it's enough to allow them to make relatively correct judgments. In addition, these commentators have a deep understanding of the game, and the two factors complement each other, and it is normal for them to see it more clearly than professional players."
"Eh? How do you know this, boss?"
“I guessed it.”
“Guessed...?!”
"Yes, but the basis of this guess is that I watched every highlight match on the first day today about five times, so the credibility is still there."
"Wow!"
“To be honest, now I hope that the alchemist can lose more happily and struggle less.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to wake up the dragon. That boy has seen too much.”
"Why is this?"
"Because I hope Cordoba can kill the Awakening Dragon."
"Ah? I remember boss, you have a good relationship with Brother Awakening Dragon. "
"You remember it correctly, but one code equals one code. If Awakening Dragon kills the ten thousand year old second man with a counterattack, then the reputation of Red Constellation will reach a new peak, and in recent years, the reputation of Red Constellation will reach a new peak. Our position, which has been following closely, will be very embarrassing, and the worst case scenario is that everyone will come to the conclusion that 'Red Constellation>Super powerful casual players>Other clubs', then our lives will be difficult for the Breaking Birds ”
“I don’t understand, but I still want to cheer for Senior Xiao Fang.”
"That's right, you are not a dirty adult."
......
Twenty minutes later
[Or I'd better go out and see him off, after all, even if Being hammered to death is better than letting Constellation get too much information about Cordoba. It doesn't matter if I lose. If I let Xinglong kill this second brother later, the club's situation may be very delicate. 】
While standing on the arrow tower with a wide view and reading the battle report at high speed, the alchemist was sweating profusely and thinking.
At this point, more than three hundred-man high-mobility interception and killing units on the counter-rebel side have been killed. According to the intelligence sent back by the ace scouts on the front line, the one whom he described as the 'enemy camp's killer' as soon as he appeared on the scene. The highlanders not only smashed the interception force head-on, but also defeated a rebel group chasing out of the city with their backhand in the process. Their number was at least three times that of their own victims!
In other words, in less than half an hour, that man has easily defeated more than a thousand professional soldiers who are well-trained, well-matched, and whose average strength is high-level. A small half of them are our own people, and the majority are... our own people's enemies.
To be honest, if those scouts hadn't deliberately described the other party as charging towards this side with menacing and murderous intent, the alchemist even suspected that the officers here had followed the principle of 'the enemy of the enemy is a friend' The door is open to welcome guests.
In short, there is less and less time left for him to think, and there is not much he can do.
It is true that the vast majority of the audience, including the two commentators, felt that the background of this game was a super customized map tailor-made for the warlock, allowing him to maximize his personal abilities, but Only old teammates like Lusail and Netherworld and Alchemist himself knew that although the background of this game was indeed biased towards him, the degree of compatibility was not high, or even...low.
Yes, although the alchemist, who is considered a cerebral player in the eyes of outsiders, is very suitable for this background, he has fallen into a subtle misunderstanding, that is, "being good with his brain" and "being good at using soldiers" are completely different concepts. Although the alchemist is He is a typical cerebral player, but he is not good at commanding PVE with more than 40 people, and PVP with more than 10 people.
His real value is actually mainly reflected in the aspects of 'conspiracy' and 'trick'. Although his style is relatively upright, the position of the alchemist has always been that of a 'strategist' rather than a 'strategist'. To illustrate, let's give an example. , he is the kind of person who can make a mafia prosperous in the underground world by combining vertical and horizontal forces, and accurately shoot black and white guns at the scene of a firefight, but he is not good at leading large troops to engage in military strategy.
If you want to ask why, you can only say——
As a professional player, Alchemist’s areas of expertise are MMORPG (massively multiplayer online role-playing game) and MOBA (multiplayer online tactical competition) Games), TRPG (table role playing games/running groups) and TCG (trading card games), not RTS (real-time strategy games), and his hobbies are watching TV shows, swimming, stock trading and cycling. It's not like studying military science at home.
To put it more clearly, the most suitable players for this position are people like Lamorlock and Mo Tan with an absolutely neutral personality, not the alchemist.
So for the current situation, the think tank of the Broken Wind Bird Club really has no decent solution.
Alchemy has really tried his best to mobilize the forces around him to target Cordoba, but the opponent used his incredible combat power to directly crush him all the way, and performed a thousand-mile solo ride with extremely violent aesthetics.
In this case, as long as the NPCs around are not fools, it is absolutely impossible to accept more radical methods.
So...
"Ms. Louise."
The alchemist, who returned to the commander's tent, took a deep breath, bowed to the pretty baby-faced female commander in front of him who was dressed in military uniform and said: "Please allow me to go out and stop the enemy."
"You can do it. "
After the game started, the supreme commander named Louise Faircloth looked at the alchemist curiously and asked briefly.
"It's not possible, but I have some secret tricks that may work wonders."
The alchemist replied respectfully and said seriously: "No matter what, I can't let that The madman of uncertainty is near here, near you ”
"Okay, I'll let the Guards protect you."
"Thank you, ma'am."
"Let Mary and Colm follow you, if your little trick doesn't work , let them give it a try.”
“Ah?”
“Is there any problem?”
"Hug...I'm sorry, please give me some time to think."
...
Ten minutes later
The alchemist who left the position alone encountered Cordoba. Knocked out by the latter in one blow.
Chapter 1950: The End