Three in the morning the next day, in Hemi's livestream.
His vision had turned gray, and he had lost count of how many times he had fallen in the top ten.
Hemi felt dizzy, and he couldn't think straight anymore.
There were all sorts of comments in the livestream.
"My heart aches for Hemi. Go to sleep! It's too late! "
"Host, you're going to die if you keep streaming!"
"I'm dying of laughter. He said he would get four chicken dinners in one night, but look at the result? He didn't even get a single one! "
"Is Hemi cursed? This doesn't make sense. Why is there such a huge difference? "
"It's weird. Hemi's performance is as good as ever, and he even seems to be in better condition later on. But why can't he get chicken dinners?"
"Is it luck or skill? I feel like the other players are pretty good too. Is it because his score is rising too fast? "
"Hehe, trash host. What a clickbait. You tricked me into watching this? Unsubscribe! "
The webmasters were trying their best to block the comments, but the atmosphere in the livestream did not improve.
The core fans who supported Hemi unconditionally were comforting him, but they were unhappy in their hearts. After all, they wanted to see Hemi slaughter everyone and not fade into the crowd.
Hemi, on the other hand, was extremely puzzled.
It was already three in the evening. Hemi wanted to continue, but the VR gaming pod did not allow it. Even with the comfort mode, players could only experience the VR gaming pod for seven hours. Hemi had been streaming since the prime time of eight at night, and it had been seven hours.
If he didn't go off now, the VR gaming pod would be forcefully disconnected.
But look at his title.
Four chicken dinners tonight? Kill ten people in each game?
He didn't seem to have done any of them. If he went off now, it would be a real humiliation. It was unacceptable for a self-proclaimed host like him.
The VR gaming pod was already sending out alerts.
Hemi sighed. "Sorry, everyone. I'm a little unlucky today, and my plan can't keep up with the changes. Please be understanding. I'll draw four high-end phones on Weibo later as compensation.
"I can't stream anymore today. I want to stream all night, but the VR gaming pod will be forcefully disconnected. It's getting late, so let's get some rest. See you tomorrow night at 8 o 'clock, same time! "
Hami didn't pay attention to the comments anymore. He cut off the livestream signal and exited the VR gaming pod.
Taking out his phone, Hemi drew four high-end phones on Weibo as compensation for not getting chicken dinner tonight. At the very least, it could appease the emotions of the audience.
It was already three in the morning. Hami had been playing VR games for seven hours and was extremely tired. He poured himself a glass of water but did not feel sleepy at all.
"How could that be? Why did this game suddenly become so difficult? "
Hami was extremely confused. This didn't make sense at all!
Ever since he started playing PlayerUnknown's Battleground, everything had been smooth sailing. He was able to kill at least ten people in every game. As long as he did not screw up in the early stages, there was a high chance that he would be able to get the chicken dinner in the later stages.
Although his Hidden Points would definitely rise very quickly, Hemi had also made corresponding preparations.
"When I first started playing, I didn't even turn on my Micro Aim, but why is it still so difficult after turning on my Micro Aim? It doesn't make sense. "
Hami was extremely confused.
Logically speaking, Hami's marksmanship was already very good. His positioning, reflexes, movement, and other aspects were also considered top-notch among the streamers. With such standards and Micro Aim, how could he not be able to get the chicken dinner for the entire night?
If he could only get into the top ten, what kind of players would be in the top ten?
Many of the audience felt that Hami had been tricked and that he was unlucky.
From the livestream, that was indeed the case. It seemed like Hami was always being tricked when he was in the top ten. It was either someone crouching in a very sneaky corner and killing him, or it was a long-range AWM headshot that killed him before he could even see the person.
However, Hami knew very well that it didn't make sense at all!
There was a threshold to being a sneaky player. It was not something that could be achieved just by being sneaky. None of the players were stupid. How could they get into the top ten just by playing dirty?
Moreover, Hami could vaguely feel that the players he met later on were indeed very strong, especially their marksmanship.
"Could it be … that I've really met a cheat? But I can't meet a cheat every single time! Or could it be that it's already this widespread?
"That doesn't make sense. PlayerUnknown's Battleground isn't like Wolf Soul or Raging Assault. This game has a detection program. Normal low-end cheats wouldn't even be able to fool the detection program. How could it be widespread?"
The more Hami thought about it, the more upset he felt. He logged into his smurf account on his phone and entered a special chat group.
This chat group was filled with customers who custom-made cheats for VR games. It was a place that specialized in selling high-end cheats.
Hami scrolled through everyone's chat records and found nothing out of the ordinary.
In the chat records, the merchant who sold cheats repeatedly emphasized that players should not use cheats such as x-ray, health lock, headlock, or teleport in PlayerUnknown's Battleground that would cause data exchange with the server. Once they were used, they would be instantly banned. It was meaningless.
Some players even joked, "Since you can't use it, why did you make such a function?"
The merchant replied, "You can't use it in PlayerUnknown's Battleground, but you can use it in other games. Moreover, this means that we have a complete set of cheats."
There were more and more players playing PlayerUnknown's Battleground in the chat group. That was why the merchant reminded them again and again to prevent players from arguing with customer service if they were instantly banned.
Although players could purchase a new ID and a new Thunderbolt Game Pass from the merchant if their account was banned, and players who could afford high-end custom-made cheats could also afford the 980 yuan threshold fee, it was still a waste no matter what.
It would be fine if they could enjoy themselves for a day by unlocking their health, but it would be a waste if they were instantly banned.
Therefore, all the players in PlayerUnknown's Battleground activated the function of self-aiming, which was to automatically correct their consciousness signals. Players only needed to aim in a general direction, and the self-aiming function would automatically correct their position.
Moreover, this type of self-aiming was different from headlock. If one were to constantly lock their head or neck, it would be exposed. This type of self-aiming would also constantly change its position between the enemy's vital points, making it difficult for the system's detection program to detect it.
As long as one's acting skills were slightly better, other players would not be able to tell at all. For players like Hami who had good skills, no one would be able to tell if he occasionally used a self-aiming function or livestream.
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