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Who wouldn't have thought that professional gamers could use gaming as a career to support themselves, or even gain fame and fortune?

In 2055, it will indeed become a socially recognized profession, with the top talent in the industry having a similar influence to well-known athletes.

The age range of professional gamers is between fourteen and thirty-five, and of course, even the younger masters also have zài, but there are some games that have age ratings that they can't join.

Generally speaking, professional gamers can be simply divided into two categories, one is star-level gamers and the other is ordinary blue-collar gamers.

Star gamers generally choose to retire around the age of 30, either as amateurs or as a second line, basically preparing for a career in studio management. There are also other related positions in the game industry, such as commentary, referee, organization, and so on. There are even those who make a lot of money and become their own bosses.

Everyone who is in this industry wants to be such a star player. But many people entered this industry after graduating from junior high school, and they didn't make any name for themselves until they were thirty years old, and finally went to society to find a way out. These people can be said to have gambled with their youth, and as for winning or losing, only they know it in their hearts. These non-star players are the blue-collar class in this industry. They are the backbone of the industry, without their support, the studio would not be able to function, and those star players also need their solid backing.

And the most frustrating thing in this industry is the cruelty of competition.

Any game that can be a smash hit is bound to have "confrontation". If there is no way to divide a game between two or two groups of players, then the game will not attract any studios at all, and the player base will be extremely limited.

In terms of multiplayer online games, it doesn't matter if it's competitive or not, even if it's fighting monsters and leveling and wearing equipment, there is PK to decide the winner.

The easiest and clearest way for a pro gamer to prove his worth is in one word – win.

It's a pity that there is only a moment of brightness in this world, and there is no victorious general. No one can win all the time.

Factors such as the increase in age, the ups and downs of competitive status, the decline of a certain game, and so on...... As a result, countless high-level games that were once regarded as "gods" by players gradually faded out of people's sight. There are only a handful of people who can make it out of their prime.

The more top-notch the game studio, the more brutal the competition. What they need is always young fresh blood...... It is necessary to maintain a very high level of competition, with a fighting spirit and an enterprising spirit...... The kind of person who can pull a god-level player from the altar at any time.

Simply put it - an ambitious genius. Like what...... Swallowing the sky.

This time, Order Studios invested four teams of 10 people in each group, with one or two star players in each group, and the rest were basically veteran, seasoned blue-collar players.

And the Sky Swallowing Ghost Xiao is the only newcomer under the age of 20 among the four groups of centaurs.

Studio Order had high hopes for him, which is why he was included in the first list of players to enter Thrillerland. The team leader didn't give him any tasks, he just had to play according to his interests. Who knew that in the mode of a killing game, he accidentally encountered a trio led by the brave and fearless, and this kid also killed all the seniors very ignorantly...... It can be said that he made such a willful and reckless move, and he deserved to be "on vacation" by the team leader.

Of course, the brave are fearless, and they are indeed not at the "strongest" level. Among the many star players in the order, whether it is past game performance or popularity, he is not ranked in the top ten. Although his team managed to win the title of the first level 20 player in the closed beta, the true strength of the order is much more than that.

At present, these four groups can only be said to be the "Wasteland Team", the strongest group of players in the studio, but they have only registered accounts and locked their nicknames, and they have not been online again. Other words...... The true masters of order have not yet been officially dispatched to this project at this stage. The studio's top management has already made a decision to stay on the sidelines, at least until Dream Company opens up its currency exchange and fee business, and then decide whether to invest those top talent resources.

Having said so much, you may be a little confused, how did you get there? Do you know it? What about the script in Nuka City?

Please wait for me to pull things back in three measures.

Speaking of the studio, there are also members of the studio in the script that I didn't realize this time.

However, he does not belong to the high-ranking faction of Order, he is the kind of third-rate studio owner, financer, and player I mentioned earlier......

He is the [Young Master of the Traces].

Well, I'm sure you've guessed it, yes, his studio is called "Ice Emperor".

Young Master Jibe is twenty-three years old in reality, and he just graduated from college last year. Dad is a factory, and the family has a small savings, so he can make ...... Anyway, the cost of opening a game studio is not high, renting a place, buying a few game cabins, and the investment in manpower basically does not need to be calculated, and the employees are all his buddies from his student days.

And at present, there are only three employees under the young master of the trace department, one is [The name is really difficult to choose] in the same script as him at the moment, and the nicknames of the other two are [It's really difficult to choose a name] and [It's really hard to choose a name] respectively. Although the young master of the trace department once seriously asked his three buddies to use nicknames such as birch and ninja, they were ruthlessly refused. When he threatened with his salary, he was met with Aruba.

The studio also knew that two shifts were going to take turns, so they split into two groups, and the other two were currently in the interval between games and were out for supper.

The image of the young master in the game is a beautiful white man, with a thin body, and the overall image gap with himself is not too big...... It's just that the change on the face is slightly noticeable.

The name is really hard to get a medium stature, and the height is slightly shorter than the young master of the trace, this person's game image and his own name reveal a kind of raunchy feeling, not only did he not change himself to handsome, but also made a bald image, saying that it was to experience the feeling of a bald head in the game.

The title of the young master of the trace department seems to be a malicious mockery of the system, called [a swordsman], the weapon he uses is a simple knife, which looks very similar to the kind of weapon dedicated to miscellaneous fish minions in martial arts TV series, the quality is ordinary, and there are no attributes and special effects, but at least this is a serious weapon.

Different from the general title of the young master of the trace department, the title that is really difficult to get a name is very recognizable, four words - [strong outside and dry in the middle], his capable image of his bald head is in stark contrast to his expression in the fright value. This man didn't even have a serious weapon, and he had two baseball bats and a rusty iron pipe in his bag, and I don't know where he picked them up......

Luckily for them, the two landed about a block apart, so they would be reconciled soon.

These two people seem to be unreliable, but they are actually a bit outstanding, if you really don't know anything about games, what kind of studio will you open. Therefore, the young master of the trace department made a very correct decision, leave the task alone, find a gun shop to arm himself.

As soon as you look at the state of the city, you know that the location of this script is on the land of the evil American emperor. Therefore, there will be a gun shop in the city, and even if there are no amazing heavy weapons in the gun shop, standard pistols, shotguns, rifles, etc., especially sufficient ammunition, are all very valuable.

The two of them walked all the way, and they often encountered blood wolves and zombies wandering in twos and threes on the street, but the threat of these guys was really small, and they were too lazy to fight and bypassed, so they couldn't avoid it, so they gave them a blow. Although these monsters will suddenly speed up a little when they get close to their bite range, as long as you are careful not to be surrounded by three or more monsters at the same time for a short distance, these guys are still very easy to kill.

After passing two blocks, the young master entered a phone booth, he picked up the phone, the line was fundamentally different, in fact, even if it was connected, he didn't know who to call, could it be dialed 911? The main purpose of his entry was to flip through the phone book. After checking for three to five minutes, the young master of the trace department successfully found the address of the nearest gun shop. He and his name were so hard to pick up (I decided to call him a nickname next) and I quickened my pace to get there.

After walking for more than ten minutes, they approached their destination, only to find something quite unusual.

I saw that there were about thirty corpses of blood wolf zombies on this street, each of which had its head beaten to pieces, and the corpses stretched all the way to the door of the gun shop.

On the street in front of the store, in broad daylight, in the middle of the road, there was a large cylindrical ice bucket with the Gatorade logo, filled with red liquid, and many empty plastic blood bags scattered on the ground next to it, the pure and thick smell of blood that even a human nose could smell from a long distance.

Two stereos were placed next to the "Blood Bucket", playing "Matador's March" loudly, and looking at the drag marks on the ground, it seemed to have been dragged out of a sound store across the street. An electrical box on the side of the road was dismantled, and the situation inside was indistinguishable, and the power cord of the stereo stretched there anyway......

"What's the situation?" Kina asked.

The young master didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't have time to answer anything, but he saw a blood wolf zombie flying upside down in a corner behind the blood bucket.

Immediately after, a man covered in blood walked out of there. He had a sharp knife in one hand, a pipe pliers in the other, and a string of garlic on each shoulder, and the two strings of "garlic belts" staggered in front of him in an X-shape, both of which had been stained red with blood.

He dances to the rhythm of a matador tune, dances similar to the Axe Gang in Kung Fu, and nibbles on a white unidentified object in his mouth like chewing gum......... He approached the bloody wolf zombie with brisk steps, and then slashed the head of the monster that had fallen to the ground, shattering bones and tendons, and blood flying sideways.

After killing this monster, he seemed to realize something, suddenly straightened up, turned his head, and just happened to see the figures of the young master and the little name.

"Run!" "Flash!" The two of them looked at each other for two seconds, then shouted at the same time, turned around and ran.

Feng Bujue didn't say much, and chased after him. He actually wanted to yell: "You guys run hair? I'm a gamer! "But because my mouth was full of garlic, I couldn't shout at all.

On the other side, when I saw that the evil star was running and chasing after him with a vigorous posture, the scare value of the nickname instantly surged, and he said to the young master of the trace department as he ran: "It's over, it's over...... We're going to die if we are chased by this guy, it's all your fault! It's okay to find a gun shop, and sure enough, a small boss is installed at the door of the gun shop! ”

From time to time, the young master of the trace department looked back at the approaching Feng Bujue: "What's the matter with me!" How could I have known there was such a situation! He looked back again: "Say...... This guy seems to be running faster than us! ”

"I found out! It's ridiculously fast! Kina shouted.

Feng Buju, who was about twenty meters away from them, heard their conversation, and said in his heart: Nonsense, Lao Tzu has [Jazz Dance] on his feet, you two are running with me?

Who knows, at this moment, the two people in front of them suddenly said in unison with a tacit understanding: "Go separately!" ”

At the next intersection, they went left and right, each in one direction.

Feng Bujue exclaimed in his heart: These two bastards are quite tactical!

He didn't think much of it, turned to the left, and chased after one casually.

That happened to be the young master of the trace......

"Suffered...... It didn't make him hesitate at all! The young master said to himself: "If you don't chase such an obvious target as a dead bald head, you will rush towards me directly, it must be my handsomeness that hurt me." ”

Seeing that Feng Bujue was chasing closer and closer, the scare value of the young master of the trace department was getting higher and higher, he knew that he was afraid that he was going to be caught, instead of being killed by this little boss from behind, it was better to go back and fight.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped, raised his sword, stood in front of him, and swept at Feng Bujue, who was rushing at high speed.

"Huh?" When Feng Bujue rushed in front of him, the young master of the trace department found that the knife in his hand could not be waved at all, and his movements were stopped by the system.

Feng Bujue came to him, stopped, gasped, glared at him, and said intermittently: "I...... Huh...... I...... I am...... Self...... Huh...... My own people! You [beep]! ”

The word "idiot" was blocked by the system after all, and it stands to reason that Feng Bujue couldn't turn his intention to say this into reality at all, but since there was a silence, it means that he didn't mean any insult when he said it, just a tone of complaining.

"Huh?" The young master of the trace department sat down on the ground, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Heh...... Hehe...... Right...... I'm sorry. He actually apologized.

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