In a small town near a mountainous region in western Yanzhou, inside an ordinary residential building.
Former 2S e-Sports Club captain Jinro had just picked up his son from kindergarten and his wife from work. When he got home, he did not even change out of his clothes and shoes. He rushed to his work room, turned on the news of "Rising Dragon" on his computer, and once again watched the video.
That day, when he had received the news, he had gone to watch Bubbles' livestream. However, Bubbles' livestream was hosted by amateurs, and the video handling and commentary were not suitable for professional gamers. After "Rising Dragon" had bought the video, the commentary had become even more detailed. Two days had passed, and the video's popularity had not died down. Every day, professional game reviewers from every continent posted their analysis.
Sure enough, when he refreshed the page, new comments appeared, and the video was replayed along with the comments.
"His control is too strong!"
No matter how many times he watched it, Jinro would still sigh.
Playing well with guns in real life did not necessarily mean that he could do the same in the game. To play well in a holographic game, one did not rely on physical fitness, but on the brain! One had to have the mental support. If one's control was lacking, then it was not you playing the game, but the game playing you. There were still differences between reality and games. This was also why many people who were not physically fit in the real world could run amok in games.
Just by looking at the speed at which the person in the video had switched guns and his shooting reflexes, one could tell that his control and control were definitely god-level! Dominating the throne of solo champion was indeed backed by ability and not an undeserved reputation. Whether or not he had the support of a team behind him, this person was undoubtedly an expert!
But what Jinro was puzzled about was that this person's control did not seem like a newcomer, but he had never heard of such a god-like person in the gaming circles. He had appeared without warning, and he had even asked his friends who specialized in shooting games, but none of them had heard of this person! It was impossible to guess who the real person was!
Two days had passed, and there was still no news on who AliveAfter500Years was.
Just as he was thinking, Jinro's communications device rang.
"Hello, Screwdriver, what's up?"
"Isn't it about the god-level player at the top of the leaderboards? Any news?"
"Nope. I've asked everyone I know, and none of them know," Jinro replied.
"Sigh." The voice on the other end was also regretful. "I really wish I could meet him."
"You can also go to Qi 'an City to look. Maybe you can find someone there?" Jinro suggested.
"I'm too busy and can't leave. Business has been good recently, and the equipment you helped me get sold for quite a bit. When the time comes, I'll send the bill and money to your account. Sigh, I was almost led astray by you. I also wanted to ask you, recently there have been a lot of clubs contacting you, right? Not even one of them? "
"Nope. They are willing to pay for the breach of contract. However, the internal problems of those clubs are not small. They are not willing to give up their power and hope that I can change the situation by going over. How is that possible? "
The silence on the other side was a little longer. "You've retired for almost eight years. Do you really intend to wait another two years?"
Back then, Jinro had clashed with 2S E-Sports Club's leader because of a problem with the team's decision-making. He had been shelved and then terminated his contract. Based on the situation back then, even if Jinro wanted to leave, he would have had to pay a hefty breach of contract. However, 2S had been willing to let him go and had negotiated the breach of contract with Jinro. It had not been too ugly. Not only had there been internal and external pressure, but more importantly, Jinro had agreed to sign a 10-year contract. That was to say, within 10 years, Jinro would not sign a contract with any professional e-sports club in Yanzhou. Otherwise, it would be considered a breach of contract. If not for this clause, 2S would not have let him go so easily. Even if they valued favors, they were, after all, a commercial e-sports club. In the face of profit, favors really did not count for much.
Therefore, if Jinro wanted to sign a contract with another e-sports club, he had to get the new owner to help him pay a hefty breach of contract. Based on Jinro's status and influence in the e-sports circles back then, out of the four big e-sports clubs in Yanzhou, other than 2S, two were willing to sign him and settle the breach of contract, but Jinro had rejected all of them.
Although other e-sports clubs and companies had approached him over the next few years, and some private studios had also contacted him, Jinro had never agreed to any of them. Now, he only worked with a few small teams, such as proxy training or selling equipment. Those studios were all run by old friends who had helped him out during the most difficult times of terminating his contract. After things had settled down, Jinro had also helped them out a little, getting good equipment to sell at their studios. He could earn money, and other than splitting the profits, the other studio could also increase its reputation.
But as someone who had started out as a professional e-sports player, under the circumstances where his skills had not deteriorated, no one was willing to continue like this. Especially with the launch of "Battle of the Century," Jinro had indeed had thoughts of signing a e-sports club. This time, he had carefully considered a few, but he had not found a suitable one. When he looked at e-sports clubs now, he did not look at their rankings, but at their potential and internal management. Due to various reasons and restrictions, he had registered a Fiery Bird account a long time ago and had not logged into "Battle of the Century" even once. He had used other accounts to practice and get equipment to sell.
"Decide quickly. This time, 'Battle of the Century' is imitating the course of history. History will not repeat itself. If you miss a step, then it's gone. There's no way to make up for it. Don't tell me you still want to survive in the game with an alternate account?" the person on the other end of the communicator suggested.
Jinro laughed helplessly. "Of course I know that …"
A new message notification appeared. Jinro saw that there was a new private message. He opened it and saw that the contents of the message were "Battle of the Century" from a District 79 account, a login password, a coordinate, and a time. At the end of the message was a note from the sender: AliveAfter500Years.
"!!" Jinro stared at the ID as though he was trying to determine whether it was real or fake.
The person on the other end of the communicator was still talking, but after waiting for a long time for Jinro to reply, he was dissatisfied. "Hey, Jinro, are you still listening?! Hey, hey! "
"Sorry, I have something urgent to do. I'll hang up first!" After saying that, Jinro ended the call and sat in the game capsule. He entered the account and password given in the message. After logging in, he discovered that he was indeed in District 79! When he checked the account, there was only one friend: AliveAfter500Years.
Furthermore, the character settings of this account were the height and build that Jinro usually used!
It was actually true!
The person who had contacted him was really the number one player on the global leaderboards, AliveAfter500Years!
There were quite a few guns and knives in the account. Apart from these, the other party had also mentioned that he could prepare his own weapons.
What did this mean?
A declaration of war?
That was not necessary. The other party was the number one player on the global leaderboards. There was no need for a declaration of war. Even if they wanted to declare war, they wouldn't find someone like him, who had kept a low profile in the gaming circles for so many years.
So, what did the other party mean?
Could it be …
Thinking of a possibility, Jinro's breathing quickened.
There were a few rules in the gaming circles that everyone knew. For example, if a newcomer wanted to join a team, the team leader or a core member of the team would conduct an assessment. Professional teams could not be admitted just because someone recommended them. They had to go through an assessment and obtain approval before they could be accepted into the team. Most of the time, they followed this method: setting a time, setting a location, and starting a battle.
So, did the other party have the same intention?
…
In a city in southern Yanzhou, inside a rather popular succulent plant shop.
A man with a body as sturdy as a human tank, wearing work clothes, was carrying a pot of cactus the size of a human head as he walked around the shop, checking out the goods.
The notification of a new message sounded. He placed the cactus on the shelf and checked the message. Then, he froze in the same position as if he was frozen. After a while, his neck stiffly twisted and he looked at the plants on the shelf beside him before immediately turning back to look at the new message. The muscles on his face tightened and trembled, but he did not seem to know what expression to make. Overall, he looked very strange.
Following that, he hurriedly ran into the inner part of the shop. There was a gaming helmet that he occasionally used when looking after the shop.
…
In a certain university dormitory in northern Yanzhou.
In a four-person dormitory, everyone had their own room. At this moment, the door to the room was open. Three of them were squeezed in the living room watching movies, and the remaining one was sleeping in his room.
The sleeping one had been gaming all night, and the rest of the dormitory did not find it strange. They had even heard that this roommate, who was especially good at gaming, was about to sign a contract with a certain gaming club, and they all wanted him to treat them to a celebration after signing.
The three of them were watching a movie in the living room. Just as they were engrossed in the movie, they heard a thump in the room, as if someone had fallen from the bed.
"Schwarzer, what's wrong?"
"No... nothing, but... I can dream..." the person inside sounded a little absent-minded.
The three in the living room did not think much of it. They were still thinking, Has this kid become stupid from gaming? He doesn't even know if he's dreaming.
Meanwhile, the person who had fallen from the bed looked at the message on his communication device and could not help but sigh. "F * ck!"
…
In a certain coastal city in Yanzhou.
Inside a restaurant, a father and son were sitting facing each other at a table in the corner.
"2S, Transcendence, Big Dipper, BOOM, and HWR have all sent out invitations. Which one will you choose?" As the biological father and manager, he could not help but feel anxious for his son. "Such a good opportunity, and the competition is so fierce. If you don't decide quickly, someone else will snatch it!"
"What's the rush?" A young man with a pair of large earphones around his neck leaned forward unhurriedly. He bit on the straw in his drink bottle and sucked on it for fun. He did not seem to take his father's words to heart, but he still leisurely explained to his father.
"I don't want to go to the Big Five yet. The competition there is too intense. If I enter now, I will only start from Team Two or Three. If that's the case, I might as well join a slightly inferior club. Maybe I can enter the main team straight away.
"I still feel that you should enter the Big Five. Given your ability, you can definitely jump from Team Two or Three to the main team very quickly. After all, it's the Big Five! However, if you want to enter the main team of another club, that's fine too. You better hurry up and choose! "
"What's the rush? Let me see a message first." The young man continued to slurp his drink loudly, challenging his father's hearing.
Even his biological father could not stand his son's behavior. He wanted to give him a slap, but just as he was about to reprimand him, he saw his son suddenly spit out a mouthful of drink. With an anxious expression, he got up and ran out.
"Go, go, go!"
"What happened?"
"I want to find a computer to log in!"
"There's so much food and we haven't finished eating. Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Hurry! I'm in a hurry now! Let me first search for any gaming internet cafes nearby and log in. That won't do. There's no guarantee of safety in gaming cafes. Let's go back! "
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