Chapter 1 Eating chicken depends on luck
Heaven takes in the devout dead, and Hell takes in fallen souls. Heaven is to God, and hell is mine.
PUBG Battle Royale, one of the hottest combat online games in 2017. Once launched, it topped the sales charts for more than 30 weeks, and this unprecedented legend continues, and I don't know when it will come to an end.
"Grass, this man is poisonous."
In a villa in Shanghai, a chubby young man with over-youth and acne marks on his face angrily took off his headphones.
His name is Wei Shen, he is a streamer and a retired League of Legends professional player, with his extraordinary talent for games, after nearly a thousand hours of fierce battles, he has regained his life in the game of PUBG. The superb technology and the nature of Ailang have attracted countless fans to watch, and he is nicknamed the chicken genius who was delayed by the League of Legends.
Gifted, temperament is naturally unusual. The game that was supposed to eat chicken was ended in the one-on-one finals, and the gap in my heart was difficult to fill. was about to use the excuse to go off the air, and the barrage swiped the screen one after another, insisting that he could leave with peace of mind after watching the replay.
"Wei Jiang, are you embarrassed to do this kind of thing under shame? Are you right, our optimistic family members? ”
This barrage resonated with the whole live broadcast room, as if Pandora's box had been opened by mistake, and countless words of reprimand flocked to it.
"Unexpectedly, the arrow back then not only did not kill the Great Demon King, but hit your knee, and you who were once unruly will never be seen again."
"Don't go, brother in front, please take my knees."
Wei Shen, who was helpless, had no choice but to say to the camera, "It's just an ordinary game, is it necessary to go online like this." If you want to see the replay of my humiliating death, how can I express it, appease my fragile and young heart, first of all, I really didn't lie to your fish balls. ”
After seeing that his live broadcast page was stuck in the fish balls that swiped the screen, Wei Shen, who was satisfied, clicked on the playback function that came with the system.
The finals were fair, with Wei Shen and the suspected cheat player having cover in front of them. In front of Wei Shen was a big tree, and the enemy's figure was also blocked by a huge rock. If they don't take the initiative to show their heads, they will fall into a mutual stalemate.
The change was in an instant.
At a distance of 100 meters, any sound can be heard clearly, including the subtle sound of the grenade pulling the bolt, which clearly echoes in the ears of all the audience.
The two of them did the same, only to bounce back on the front end of the boulder and shatter the other directly into the sound of the grenade.
Just as all the barrages were laughing at Wei Shen's reputation for ruining it, and the blaster who loved to play thunder the most died under his beloved plaything, the barrage of thousands of purples and thousands of reds made Wei Shen quickly peel off from the joke mentality.
"The anchor can slow down the replay, and I think the angle of this person throwing thunder is a bit learned."
"Angle?" Wei Shen habitually rubbed Jingguang's chin, learning endlessly is not limited to the academy, three hundred and sixty lines, there are people who want to be champions in every line, and the game is no exception.
Between the lightning and flint, he really didn't pay attention to these subtle things. After deliberately adjusting the speed to 0.5 times, some veterans in the game have seen the clues, but most viewers are still in a state of watching the stars.
"Doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary?"
"That's right, if the R key can pull the bolt is also considered a technique, the gap between me and Wei Shen is exactly the same hand."
Wei Shen didn't pay attention to the barrage of solidarity with him, but changed his thinking and perspective.
After moving the camera to the person with the ID "SunK1nGwill", some sharp-eyed players finally began to show off their superiority.
"Look, the grenade was thrown at an angle completely off the tree, as if it was going to the left."
"Really, can't the grenade still teleport?"
Wei Shen chuckled in his heart, teleportation definitely didn't exist, even those unscrupulous plug-in makers were not bored enough to develop such a thankless code. Since the reason for technology is ruled out, there is only one left, and he did it on purpose.
Then moved the camera to the moment of throwing the thunder, through the other party's perspective, Wei Shen finally found the clue. And this scene was also clearly seen by some sharp-eyed viewers in the live broadcast room.
"It's rare, to be able to capture the props that can be used around you in an instant, and with the experience of throwing thunder no less than 100 times, it can create such a classic scene just now."
Wei Shen's emotion made the audience in Lushan confused, and they typed to ask for a reasonable explanation.
Wei Shen, who had this intention, pointed to the suspended picture and said, "Is there not the slightest flaw in the big tree I am hiding in now, even if I throw thunder at each other, I can dodge through the judgment of the left and right, no matter how bad it is, I can retreat to the edge of the poison circle, and it can also be blocked by the big tree." ”
After seeing a row of numbers "1" in the barrage, Wei Shen dragged the screen back for a few seconds, "Do you see the direction this person's grenade is facing?" ”
Many people still shouted that they didn't know why, but soon, the sharp-eyed audience began to show up.
"It's really blind, didn't you see that there was a stone next to that big tree, the direction of the rebound happened to be Wei Shen's hiding place, or the kind where there was nowhere to hide."
"It's true, the revised grenade is much more powerful, and the splashing area is even more exaggerated, this person can find a way to defeat the enemy in an instant, just with this terrifying on-the-spot reaction ability, he has not lost to a real professional player, no, it is even better!"
"After watching this guy's operation, how do I feel that I am not playing the same game? My Chinese teacher no longer has to worry that I can't read the meaning of the phrase "there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world". ”
At the same time that the barrage was frantically brushing the "Creation Zhong Shenxiu", a heart-rending roar came from an ordinary dormitory building of Hanjiang University.
"Damn, just because I was distracted and watched the live broadcast for a while, I just let people touch the back of the ass and steal it to death, this game is definitely chicken, I hate you, Wei Shen!"
On the contrary, the short-haired young man who easily ate chicken said with disdain, "Come on, Yijie, you are absolutely eating chicken in every game, and the reasons for dying in every game are also strange." Just now I was still praising Wei Shen's operation to blow up the sky, and if you die, you have to rely on other people's heads, and you still think of yourself as a member of the optimistic family, are you ashamed. ”
Song Yijie was even more resentful after glancing at the words "Good luck, eat chicken tonight" on the computer of the short-haired young man, "Why, why are you, a person who has just come into contact with this game, from a poor worm who landed into a box a week ago, and quickly became a person who was favored by God, what kind of luck is it to let you eat chicken constantly, I don't accept it!" ”
The short-haired young man's surname is Mo Liang, a freshman at Hanjiang University, and this game became fascinated only at the recommendation of Song Yijie. In Song Yijie's world, this game Destiny Circle is a prerequisite for eating chicken, and as for marksmanship, it is secondary. Obviously, Gong Moliang has become the so-called luck flow player.
Song Yijie, who was so angry, looked at Gong Moliang's ID a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere not long ago, but he couldn't remember the details.
"Mo Liang, did you kill people from behind when you were in a solo row just now, sneaky, and extremely obscene?"
Gong Moliang knew that Song Yijie liked to use two minds, and often watched live broadcasts while playing games, and found a feeling in the name of beauty, even if he had been stabbed with blood and tears countless times, he still did not change.
"I'm sorry, this game is full of golden armor, I don't know if you're one of them, if you really accidentally bump into you, it's just a good deal, I can't blame anyone."
Song Yijie, who was angry and screaming, dragged Gong Moliang's mouse and didn't let go, "No, I want to see if your luck is still there after the double row, I will eat a chicken if I say anything today, otherwise the decisive battle will be until dawn!" ”