After a night of hard work, the members of the NetCube Internet Cafe team said their goodbyes and left.
Lin Feng and Tang Bingyao took a car together and sent the girl back first. He waved goodbye to the girl under the dim yellow road lights at the street entrance. The girl hesitated for a moment as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she pursed her lips, waved goodbye to a certain someone, and then turned around and left.
Standing under the street lights until the girl's figure gradually disappeared from his field of vision, Lin Feng lowered his head and stood quietly for a while, then took a deep breath, turned around, and strode in the direction of his home.
Home.
He opened the door with the key.
Entering the house.
Su Xue, who heard the noise at the door, walked out of the house and greeted Lin Feng.
"You're back?"
"It's a little late today. How was it? How many places did you smash today?"
Her tone was very natural. It was no different from a bandit queen greeting her lackeys to ask about the day's robbery. She was very valiant.
Lin Feng grunted in acknowledgment.
"Not bad."
"I smashed four places and made more than 40,000."
Such an honest report made Su Xue's eyes widen and she let out a cry of surprise.
"Holy shit! More than 40,000?! "
The LSPL's Su Dajie, who was already quite famous in the domestic server commentator circle, was like a Spartan. Two days ago, he had only earned twenty to thirty thousand. That was already a lot. Tonight, he had earned more than forty thousand in one night?
F * ck, is it really that the more money you earn, the easier it is to earn?!
Bastard, as an official LSPL commentator, she worked so hard every day to earn such a small amount of money. What was it for?
Su Xue was filled with grief and indignation.
But soon after, she keenly noticed someone's somewhat absent-minded state.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"You look like you've lost your soul. Why aren't you happy after earning so much? Didn't you say that your goal was to save 100,000 yuan to bring Eleven over? That mission was about to be completed. Why are you like this instead? I say, brat, you should be content with what you have, okay? "
Su Xue lectured with a pained expression.
That's right.
How could he not be happy after earning so much? He was too greedy!
If it were her, if she could earn 40,000 yuan a day, she would be grinning from ear to ear. No matter how hard it was or how tiring it was, it wouldn't be a problem. Even if there were so many RMB bills in front of her, she would have long thrown all her worries to the back of her mind.
Speaking of which, it was really a pity. Why didn't she die? With Little Brat's indomitable strength, she didn't even want to be a commentator anymore. She didn't even need to be a professional gamer. She just had to keep an eye on the internet cafes in Shanghai every day and she would be able to earn a lot of money just by smashing them one by one.
It didn't matter if Sorcery City was destroyed. There were still other cities in other cities, such as Hangzhou, Imperial Capital, and Monster City …
The market was vast!
Damn, only now did he realize that this was a rising industry!
Su Xue's eyes were already filled with stars as she imagined her beautiful future. Lin Feng, on the other hand, didn't pay any attention to Su Xue. He wasn't in the mood to discuss business opportunities with her. He put the keys in the basket on the cabinet by the entrance and walked back to his bedroom with his head down. "I'm going back to my room," Lin Feng said to Su Xue.
"Huh? He's going back to his room? Oh right, I was just about to order takeout. Do you want to eat? "
Su Xue subconsciously asked as she came back to her senses.
But all she got in return was a "no". Someone's back had already disappeared from her sight as the bedroom door closed.
Su Xue was a little dazed.
"This kid …"
"What now?"
… …
After returning to his bedroom, Lin Feng lay down on the bed.
He lay there in a daze, staring at the ceiling above his head.
Beneath him was a soft Simmons bed, and the blanket exuded a faint aroma after being exposed to the sun. Just lying down like this gave him a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. Even the tiredness he felt from challenging four top-notch internet cafes in a row had dissipated somewhat.
Mhm.
I'm still very tired.
After all, the teams that were stationed at the top internet cafes to challenge tonight were all regular professional team lineups in the local LSPL division. Although they were mainly the second team members of the various teams' clubs, there were also a few of them who had a team of main players.
For Dou Zi, Tang Bingyao, and Ceng Rui, opponents of this level were ideal sparring partners. There wasn't much of a difference in skill level between them, but they could learn from this opponent's experience and tactics that only pro players possessed.
But for Lin Feng …
It was a burden.
In terms of individual strength, if he were to encounter an opponent of this level, he would definitely have the upper hand in a solo match. However, because he was the captain of the team, if he wanted to lead his teammates to victory against such a professional team, he would have to do much more than just being a normal member of the team.
Tactical arrangements.
Last-Minute commands and dispatches.
Especially in a disadvantageous situation, he needed to unleash 200% of his strength in order to find a glimmer of hope in the most impossible and desperate situation. He needed to forcefully turn the tables like the top laner captain in that match.
In a match like this, he would have to expend a lot of energy and mental energy compared to when he was playing solo matches on the Korean server or the European server in the Challenger's Group. He would also have to face the Seven Kings like Orian or even a top-tier player like Crow.
But Lin Feng didn't care.
At least —
Didn't he win all four matches tonight? The prize money was close to 45,000 yuan, and he was only one step away from his original goal of 100,000 yuan.
This kind of hard work and hard work was worth it.
But …
Lin Feng's eyes flickered slightly. His eyelids drooped, and his right hand subconsciously gripped the corner of the quilt beside him.
The situation had changed.
The unexpected news from Little Eight was the main reason why he couldn't calm down at this moment.
Team Gao Shan.
So —
The team that Eleven was in actually also had a business partnership with a certain Internet cafe in Shanghai?
Generally speaking, as a professional LSPL team, when signing an Internet cafe cooperation agreement with such an offline partner, most of the players sent to be stationed there were often second team members and substitutes from the team club.
And in this way, that meant that Eleven, as a substitute member of the High Mountain Team Club …
It was also very likely that he would be in the lineup of that Internet cafe's resident team.
Lin Feng's right hand couldn't help but tighten the quilt again.
Although he was about to raise the target of 100,000 yuan, in fact, he hadn't figured out how to carry out the next step after he had collected enough money. He hadn't figured out how to meet his former closest teammate again, nor how to open his mouth and express his feelings.
Originally, he thought he should still have a few days to think about this problem.
But now …
The information that Little Eight gave him was that the time for the next step of the plan had been greatly shortened and brought forward.
The opportunity to meet Eleven again had been directly placed in front of him.
Want to meet?
Then he could even go directly to see him tomorrow.
But was he ready?
At this moment, Lin Feng's mood suddenly became a little at a loss.
Even if he met Eleven with this money, then the first thing he said …
What was he to say?
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