The players' lounge behind the scenes.

Laughing's original name was Zhao Mingwei, and he served as the captain of the King's Landing team for seven years, and the veterans of the King's Landing team left one after another, but only the ID of Laughing stayed in the King's Landing team for seven years.

Now that most of Zhao Mingwei's old players have retired, he has led this group of new players to the professional arena since a year ago.

Zhao Mingwei was the last to return to the players' lounge, and before he could push open the door of the lounge and walk in, he heard hysterical shouts from inside the door.

"Why did you take me off in Game 3? Aren't we just being crushed by letting that old guy get on us? ”

"Feng Yi! This year's White Sword Clan's vanguard attackers are too strong, and your aggressive fighting style will only allow the opponent to find a chance! ”

"Then let Xiao Ye go up and play a pension game? He's won two World Championships! He certainly didn't want to take the first..."

The sound stopped instantly when Zhao Mingwei pushed the door into the elective lounge, and everyone's eyes looked at Zhao Mingwei.

Zhao Mingwei pushed his black-rimmed glasses and looked at Feng Yi, the attacker of the King's Landing team, who was a young and highly potential player, but his personality was stronger.

When Zhao Mingwei looked at him, his eyes were already red, and he was obviously very unconvinced by the loss of this game.

"Xiao Feng, winning and losing are common, and you will have a chance in the future." Zhao Mingwei stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, but he was pushed away in an instant.

"Of course it doesn't matter if you've won two whole times! It's my first time on the world stage! You know ......."

"Feng Yi!"

The coach interrupted Feng Yi's words again, he couldn't control his emotions, sat back in his chair, hid his face and cried bitterly.

The defeat caused a dreary atmosphere in the King's Landing team, and the coach finally arranged for everyone to get on the bus back to the hotel.

Zhao Mingwei sat in the last row of the bus, and next to him was his old friend and only one veteran, Lin Xi.

"Feeling tired?" Lin Xi looked at Zhao Mingwei's solemn expression and asked in a low voice, "The results of the top four are actually quite good." ”

"It has nothing to do with grades." Zhao Mingwei stared sideways into the eyes of his veteran team member and said, "Lin Xi, let me ask you something." ”

"Laughing master! I haven't made a single mistake in these four games! Well, maybe once! Lin Xi immediately raised his hand to surrender, although the two of them were quite familiar, but Zhao Mingwei was the captain after all.

"You have at least seven mistakes, but that's not what I want to ask..."Zhao Mingwei paused for a moment and then said slowly...

"How long has it been since you've laughed when you've played this game?"

“……”

Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, and barely squeezed out a smile on his face.

"Xiaoye, we are professional players, this game is our job, we play this game to win."

"It wasn't like that before." Zhao Mingwei lay down on the chair a little tired and closed his eyes.

Lin Xi didn't dare to continue chatting, he was afraid that if he continued to talk, he would talk about the topic of 'retirement'.

Although Zhao Mingwei's skills have declined, his popularity has always been at the peak of all professional players, as long as he is in the King's Landing team, even if he is just a mascot, the commercial value of the King's Landing team will skyrocket.

………………

Zhao Mingwei returned to his hotel room and lay on the bed looking at the ceiling.

He felt very tired after a long period of professional training, and for seven years, the first four years were still motivated by chasing the championship, but this year he really didn't want to play the game anymore.

But Zhao Mingwei signed a contract equivalent to a deed of sale with the King's Landing team, and he had to serve in the King's Landing team for two years before he could retire.

Zhao Mingwei took out his mobile phone, and in the WeChat chat group, he happened to see a message from a veteran team member in the past.

"Is there a better game in the world than strife?"

Zhao Mingwei barely pulled a smile on his face when he saw this news, because he knew that this news was not a 'question' but a 'joke'.

He didn't bother to read the messages in the WeChat group, so he flipped through his phone aimlessly, and found that there was a strange icon on his phone, the icon was an inverted triangle imprint, and there were only two simple words underneath.

The Holy Spirit.

He doesn't remember downloading this strange mobile game.

Zhao Mingwei dragged the icon of the Holy Spirit to the trash can and wanted to delete it, but he dragged it five or six times in a row, and the icon of the Holy Spirit did not move as if it had been nailed to the desktop of his mobile phone.

Got a problem with your phone? Zhao Mingwei continuously confirmed that his mobile phone was useless, but that there was a problem with the Holy Spirit APP... He turned on the antivirus software.

But after a test of it, the antivirus software did not respond at all.

Is there such a powerful virus now?

Out of curiosity, Zhao Mingwei clicked on this APP, and the content in the APP is also very simple, a description and a button with only the word 'login'.

He took a cursory look at the description, and the general content was that this is an app to log in to the virtual game world, and the moment you click to log in, you can enter the game world of the Holy Spirit.

Normal people should think that this explanation is a scam, and directly log in to the VR game with their mobile phones? Modern technology has not yet achieved this.

Zhao Mingwei clicked in with the mentality of trying it out, and the next second the picture in front of him changed instantly, and when Zhao Mingwei came back to his senses, he found that he was already in a pure white world.

The translucent data frame appeared in front of Zhao Mingwei.

As a veteran gamer, all of this is very familiar to him, character appearance modifications, class choices, character names, etc... It's just that there are a few fewer options than strife, such as race.

The Holy Spirit can only choose humans to start the game at present, Zhao Mingwei spent about an hour pinching a pretty good face for himself, and he didn't even think about choosing the profession of a martial artist directly, and he entered the ID of 'laughter' in the name, but after hesitating for a long time, he directly deleted the ID of laughter, and instead entered the four words 'happy game'.

"Character creation complete, welcome to the world of the Holy Spirit."

An emotionless voice sounded in Zhao Mingwei's ears, the light in front of him quickly faded, and the moment Zhao Mingwei opened his eyes again, he was already on the street of a magnificent main city.

He glanced at his hands, a pure white half-fingered glove was wearing Zhao Mingwei's hands, and his outfit had changed from modern clothes to a martial artist's training uniform.

"Got a newcomer?!"

Before Zhao Mingwei was familiar with the system, a warm greeting came from his ears, and he looked up to see a player dressed as a mage running in front of him.

This player's ID is 'Not updated today'.

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