PFC Chapter 71 Tianlu has opened, are you deaf?!
Chapter 71 Tianlu has opened, are you deaf?!
Yonkoping, 17:05.
"Alright, everyone, take a break, stretch your joints, and get ready to go on stage."
In the training room arranged by the event organizers, Ah Zhong led the Tianlu team to finish reviewing the video of their match against Monte.
After clapping his hands and giving his instructions, he and Lao Jiu quickly walked out of the room.
Bai Dao closed the tactical notebook filled with red lines, stood up, and stretched his arms and legs.
After having dinner with Brother Chung, he went into full preparation mode.
The intense preparation did not make him tense and tired; instead, it gave rise to a sense of excitement and eagerness.
"Water Mirror".
He habitually murmured a name in his mind.
Judging by the time, it was just past midnight in China.
However, the screen that popped up with the sound of water waves did not display the words "daily settlement".
Based on his observations over the past few days in Jönköping, the system calculates costs according to the user's local time.
But it had become a habit, and when playing a game, I would automatically expect a loot box to be looted.
Based on their performance against VP, they might even pull out a red box, potentially adding some trump cards to their lineup for the finals.
Pity.
"Hey, what if I fly fast enough? Could I exploit a bug?"
The white path's excited brain began to diverge.
Since the system recognizes local time, if he's fast enough, he could rent a private jet and travel across time zones.
It keeps flying until midnight.
Wouldn't that allow for repeated daily settlement updates?
Farming dozens or even hundreds of boxes a day?!
You can't play games on a plane, it's just for getting somewhere, but at the very least you can get a bunch of blue treasure chests that you've already filled.
Little by little, it adds up.
Ten blue boxes combine to make one purple box, ten purple boxes combine to make one pink box...
It’s beautiful just thinking about it.
But after only two seconds of pleasure, Bai Dao laughed at his own stupidity.
First of all, renting a private jet is beyond his current means.
It costs tens of thousands per hour!
Secondly, even if he had the money, he wasn't a professional global flyer, and his body couldn't handle the constant turbulence on airplanes.
Most importantly, what if we're unlucky and lose contact? Or what if the plane crashes?
Risking your life to farm blue chests is too high.
Not only is it a thankless task, but the system may not even recognize it.
"Playing the game honestly is the best approach. It's not easy to exploit this system."
Bai Dao put away his unrealistic fantasies and turned to look at his four teammates sitting next to him.
These four guys haven't rested for a single second since they returned to their room after lunch.
They were all staring intently at the screens in front of them, either watching demos or practicing their shooting.
"So, brothers, are you confident later?"
Bai Dao walked to the center of the four people and casually asked a question.
"have!"
Mo Siyu turned around first, revealing her signature smile:
"Kun-ge, you're in such good shape, what do we have to worry about? We'll just follow you and charge forward!"
As he spoke, he nudged Xiao Ju and Hamburger with his elbow, "Don't you think so?"
"It's wrapped!"
Xiao Ju grinned and slapped Mo Siyu on the back.
A dull thud.
Mo Siyu's facial muscles twitched, and she forced herself not to cry out, but just stared wide-eyed at Xiao Ju.
Xiao Ju looked at Mo Siyu with a smile, which made him itch with envy.
"Come on, everyone, put down your mice and come over here. Let's play a little game to warm up."
Hamburger stood up, took a 30-centimeter-long plastic ruler from the table next to him, and called to everyone.
As the team leader, he also needs to play the role of a leader.
He felt ashamed of this, and only realized it after Bai Dao reminded him.
Mo Siyu and Xiao Ju are just playfully bickering; there shouldn't be any problems.
The righteous path has become even more prominent, needless to say.
It's mainly about Kaze.
He was gloomy and listless, with no smile on his face and his brows always furrowed.
How can this be allowed?
After pulling Kaze, who was standing still, over, Hamburger explained the rules:
"Look at this plastic ruler in my hand. The rules are simple: I'll let go vertically from above, and you try to catch it with two fingers from below. See if you can catch it, and if so, how many centimeters."
"Come on, Kaze, you go first."
……
Meanwhile, at the end of the corridor outside the training room.
Ah Zhong is with 259.
The two men looked serious as they stared at the phone that Ah Zhong was holding up, which was in use.
Three large characters appeared on the screen:
Boss Pan
"Ah Zhong, what are our chances of winning tonight's final?"
The question that came up left Ah Zhong and the other person completely baffled.
Why did the boss suddenly call right before the finals? This has never happened before.
Normally, even if the boss cares about the results, he would send a WeChat message to encourage them before the competition or give them a red envelope afterward.
This kind of pressuring questioning is really baffling.
Moreover... the match hasn't even started yet, and the opponent is the world's number seven at the peak, the number one seed before the match. Who dares to say exactly how much chance of winning there is?
Ah Zhong scratched his head, glanced at Lao Jiu, and said with a forced smile:
"Forty percent... I guess. It mainly depends on the players' performance on the day."
"Give me a positive answer."
No sooner had I finished speaking than the questions from the other side came pouring in.
But seemingly realizing that putting pressure on him before the match wasn't a good idea, Boss Pan softened his tone slightly:
"How is Xiaobai doing?"
"Uh..." Ah Zhong's mind immediately conjured up the scene at the entrance of the lounge. After hesitating for a moment, he said:
"Don't worry, Mr. Pan, he... he's recovering very well, better than ever before."
Upon hearing this, a slight sigh of relief could be heard from the other end of the phone.
"Good! A 40/60 split with Monte is already beyond my expectations. Go for it! Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. I wish you a complete victory!"
Boss Pan's tone returned to its aloofness:
"By the way, just letting you know in advance. After you return to your home country, the club will have a new manager waiting for you."
"I believe you are also familiar with this person. You should get along well with him in the future."
Drop drop drop.
The phone hangs up.
A busy signal sounded.
Ah Zhong and Lao Jiu looked at each other blankly.
The big boss made a special overseas call a few tens of minutes before the final to verify Baidao's status, confirm the odds of victory, and then explain that a new manager was going to take office.
This is so nonsensical!
"A familiar new manager?"
259 frowned.
In the industry, the number of management personnel that the boss can say he is familiar with can be counted on one hand.
"Forget about these off-court issues, let's focus on preparing for the finals!"
Old Nine patted Ah Zhong's shoulder hard:
"Only by winning this final best-of-three series will we have the confidence to face our new boss!"
……
Fast forward to six o'clock.
The main stage of the Elmia Convention Center was brightly lit.
Inside the venue, the crowd was dense and every seat was taken.
The cold of Scandinavia has nothing to do with the fervent esports hormones inside the venue.
As usual, after the host's enthusiastic introduction, the players from both teams took the stage one by one.
However, this time, compared to the VP performance, the cheers were noticeably louder when Monte appeared.
After all, Monte was the team with the highest pre-tournament confidence in winning the championship.
Moreover, most of the team members are Europeans, and sdy and woro2k are both quite influential.
Playing in Jönköping, Sweden, is practically like playing on home soil.
In contrast, consider Tianlu.
The cheers when they entered the stage paled in comparison.
Bai Dao's gaze swept across the crowd, instantly locking onto a square light sign.
Right now, Bai Dao spotted a light sign in the crowd.
【Tyr4nt & Tyloo Victory! 】
To Bai Dao's even greater surprise, the person holding the light sign was a blonde girl with a Scandinavian style!
She was tall and slender with fair skin, wearing a fitted black body jacket, and occasionally revealing a glimpse of her waist as she swayed.
Bai Dao couldn't help but take a couple more glances.
At that moment, he didn't notice that there was a sliding camera right next to him, which captured his appreciative gaze and the slight smile on his lips.
This Nordic female fan is just one example of many foreign fans. In addition, there were also some Chinese people in the stands who had come specifically to watch their match.
Bai Dao withdrew his gaze, his eyes hardening.
Even for those who still support them despite playing in a weaker away game...
He absolutely cannot falter tonight!
Back in the soundproof room.
The soundproof door was closed, but it couldn't stop the deafening roar outside.
Bai Dao closed his eyes, his body held in his hands, as if embracing the world.
This is what esports is all about!
……
Tiger Tooth 321123.
"Alright guys! The draft results are in!"
MO frowned as he looked at the various tournament maps, some lit and some dark, at the top of the screen:
"The ruins in picture one, it seems Monte is here to order food."
"Map 2, Nuke, is TyLoo's map pick. Monte has a pretty high win rate on this map, and it's not easy to play."
"Picture 3 is Anubis. Although TyLoo flipped Monte in BO1, whether Picture 3 is still available is still a question."
Mo sighed: "It all depends on how well TyLoo prepares for the competition, whether they've learned from their mistakes and devised a proper strategy for the Ruins map."
"The pistol round is open. I'm commentator captainmo. Who are you guys?"
……
斗鱼6657
Ultimately, the machine player chose to stream the BLAST Autumn Finals.
However, this epic battle between the Galactic Giants and the Little Bees did not meet his and his viewers' expectations in terms of entertainment value.
In Figure 1, the Little Bees dominated the Fallen Tower with a score of 13:3!
Fire Boy was like a god descending to earth, blowing everyone away with a rating of 2.25.
FAZE's director was equally impressive, displaying unpredictable skill and delivering a stunning 1-13 score, solidifying his reputation as a one-step maestro.
It's only five heads away from reaching the highest scientific research achievement in the history of the i-series in CS2.
When they got to Nuke (map 2), the little bees immediately beat FaZe 3-0!
They immediately called a technical timeout.
The director inexplicably logged out of the server and couldn't reconnect for a long time.
The referees and staff members squatted next to the director for a long time, unable to get up.
[The game is open! Tianlu is open! Tianlu is open!]
[Tianlu has opened, are you deaf?!]
[What happened to the promise of just watching one last time? You're not really going to skip watching any Chinese matches just for the sake of views, are you? Where's your bottom line?]
While playing with the machine, he glanced at the comments and immediately tried to save face:
"What's the rush? I'm a man of my word when it comes to gaming! Tianlu hadn't even started playing when the Little Bee game was first launched!"
"Guys, FAZE's not ready yet, I'll switch over and take a look."
PotPlayer stream switching.
The scene changes.
The first thing that catches the eye is the score above.
1:5
Tianlu CT opened, trailing by four points.
"Monte has no sportsmanship!" The water glass he had just picked up while playing the machine stopped in mid-air. "Knowing that the Tianlu Ruins were not well fought, he comes up here and orders food."
[Oh no! Oh no! Another one sent!]
[A typical Tianlu-style defense, easily broken down with a single charge.]
[God of Games, quickly switch back to watch Little Bee! Chun Chun is in jail here, he's about to have a heart attack!]
[Nine thousand VIPs save the day, play area]
"But guys, the Tyrant seems to be doing alright." He took a sip of water, looked at the data panel on his computer, and said:
"In a previous interview, he said he was so tired he almost fainted, but he's still managing to maintain the team's best record with 7 kills and 3 deaths. As long as the 'God of Storms' energy doesn't dissipate, there's still a chance for this competition."
Could this interview be a smokescreen?
Smoke grenades are useless now; defeat is inevitable!
Faced with absolute power, no amount of scheming will suffice.
In the game, the seventh round marked the official start of the long-range rifle round.
After a wave of default map control, the time reached 1:00.
"Monte, are the three of them gathering outside A to catch Xiao Ju? Right now, Bao Shen is still quite far from Xiao Ju at the donut-shaped spot. A alone is under a lot of pressure!!"
"If you give him a bad donut-shaped cigarette, he can... Oh! This donut-shaped cigarette is sealed pretty well. Xiao Ju's angle is very small."
"Xiao Ju obviously knew that if he retreated, he would be letting Area A go. He kept repeeking by the smoke, still wanting to kill one more person before leaving."
"Monte's flash was absolutely perfect! Not a single flaw... but the Berserker himself used his flash to charge in through the CT's smoke screen!"
Just as Xiao Ju was eating the white donut and retreating, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the smoke covering the police station.
The sizzling sound of stepping on the flames continued.
"Wow! One kill by stepping on fire! And another big box of sdy's loot, holy crap, even the sniper got one-shotted!!!"
[Tyr4nt used an AK47 to headshot and kill br0]
[Tyr4nt used an AK47 to headshot and kill sdy]
Tyr4nt killed Woro2k with a headshot using an AK47.
"The bandits can't get the buns... him?"
DemQQ killed Tyr4nt with an AK47.
It wasn't until Bai Dao killed three bandits by stepping on the fire that DemQQ managed to catch Bai Dao during the brief moment of his gun control animation and finish him off.
The god of play spoke extremely fast, his face flushed:
"The Tyrant moved to the bomb site while fighting, demonstrating his understanding of footwork, angles, A4 gun control, and the ability to turn the tide of battle!"
"Beast God! What a one-of-a-kind rifleman!"
"The Tyrant is already a Tyrant God, he was the winner in the very first BO1, you Monte are the challengers!"
He got more and more excited as he played with the machine, and stood up to give a commentary while wearing headphones, gesturing wildly.
The frustration he felt at FaZe, and the discomfort he felt from the constant sarcastic remarks and backlash from TyLoo, were all released at this moment!
"This guy's amazing, guys! He dodged the flames himself, running back and forth in the fire! How are you going to fight him?"
[One-click scan!]
[Number!]
In the face of crisis, only responsibility matters!
[You tyrant, are you going to destroy Monte? Are you going to destroy Uncle Three? Are you going to destroy this family?]
[Playing with the older brother, I suddenly don't like CS anymore]
[Please leave in an orderly manner, VIPs.]
"His little shuffling steps, his sudden stops—to use Egg's words, it's a 'hachi stop.' Do you know what a 'hachi stop' is...?"
What else was the gaming god going to commentate on? A team fight suddenly broke out in the mid lane of a new game, interrupting his passion.
"Should we contest the mid lane?"
……
On the other side, Tiger Tooth 3211233
Mo from Channel 2 couldn't help but gape at the familiar scene.
"This scene is clearly the same as the last point when Tyr4nt was fighting against VP. Tyr4nt also came out of the smoke from the CT spawn in the same way and scored two and a half points!"
They just didn't win that one round.
We won after taking three shots!
Unreasonable dry raking!
An unreasonable positioning!
Unreasonable body control!
Watching the replay, Mo paused and began his explanation:
"Look everyone! Actually, a T was already closing in on the bomb site the moment it happened! But Tyr4nt's positioning was excellent, and he bought some time with a flashbang, instantly taking down three of the enemy's teammates before they could find an angle to fire!"
As a former top professional player, Mo saw not only gun skills, but also the gunfight logic revealed by the white team.
Or to put it another way, a little trick.
Techniques for efficiently eliminating enemies while maintaining one's own survival.
"You may only think that he is accurate and that he has good control of his position, but I'm going to tell you something you haven't noticed."
"Pay attention to his first reaction when he saw the entrance to Hall A during the third wave of gunfights."
"When he was about to expose his line of fire, he would first slightly pull to the left to deceive the other side's crosshair, and then suddenly pull back to the right to stop and fire!"
"Actually, Tyr4nt's reaction isn't as abnormal as Kid's, which is in a class of its own, but this little trick in gunfights greatly improves his gunfight win rate!"
"However, to achieve this, you need to coordinate your left and right hands, control your body position, and grasp the timing... I have used this more than once in many gunfights in previous matches."
After a pause, Mo continued:
"Of course, the main reason is that Monte doesn't have a dominant sniper rifle, so it couldn't effectively counter it."
"Also, it's clear that he hasn't completely internalized this little trick yet."
"Otherwise, after killing the third person, I could have used a reverse peek to trick and kill the last person!"
"But that's terrifying! Once he fully perfects this playing style, given time, I'm afraid..."
Someone has entered the current channel.
"What did I miss? Mo, everyone in the comments is saying I missed out on a fortune?"
At that moment, a voice interrupted Mo's daydream.