Fang Zhao checked his seat according to the number he had been assigned. It was in the middle of the third row, facing the stage. When he arrived, the seats on both sides were already occupied.
One was Bruce, the captain of Huangzhou's Phoenix e-Sports Club, who was currently ranked first on the leaderboards and third on the individual leaderboards. The other was Ma Xier, who was currently ranked second on the leaderboards.
Bruce was stunned when he saw Fang Zhao sitting beside him. He smiled and said, "Hello, Bruce from Huangzhou's Phoenix."
Fang Zhao smiled and replied, "Hello, Fang Zhao from Yanzhou's Silver Wing."
"I know you." Bruce glanced at Fang Zhao, who had no intention of moving. His gaze was absent-minded for a moment, as if he had suddenly thought of a profound question.
"You... are sitting here?" Bruce asked.
"If the number on the invitation is correct, this is the place." As he said that, Fang Zhao tapped the exquisite invitation in his hand against a decorative hemispherical shape on the seat's handle.
The white glow flickered and extinguished.
The seat was correct.
Bruce pointed at Fang Zhao, his mouth opening and closing before he squeezed out two words. "It's you?!"
These words came out of nowhere, but Fang Zhao understood what he meant and nodded.
Bruce was sizing up Fang Zhao like he was an alien, as if he wanted to study Fang Zhao thoroughly.
Ma Xier, who had just finished a call, turned his head and gave Fang Zhao a courteous nod. After all, they were not familiar with each other, so Ma Xier did not intend to say much. But very quickly, Ma Xier abruptly turned his head to look at Fang Zhao, then at the seating arrangement before looking back at Fang Zhao in disbelief.
"You are..."
Ma Xier coughed as if he had been stuck on a fishbone. When he saw Bruce nod with a conflicted expression, he said agitatedly, "This is impossible!"
As a long-established gold medal athlete, Ma Xier had always thought that AliveAfter500Years, who was above him, was a veteran shooter with more experience than him. Or perhaps, as the rumors said, he was an elite from the special forces. But now, he felt as if his worldview had been shattered.
The person who had been above him for so long, whom he had not even wanted to overtake, was actually a youngster who was 20 years younger than him? And he was even a f * cking composer!
After taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the shock in his heart, Ma Xier asked solemnly, "Are you really AliveAfter500Years?"
He had already gotten a positive answer from Bruce, but he couldn't help but ask again.
"Yes," Fang Zhao replied.
Hearing this answer, the muscles on Ma Xier's cheeks trembled rapidly. He squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Why did you give it such a name?"
This was not a question, it was just a sigh. After saying this, Ma Xier posted two statuses on his social media platform.
"What the f * ck!"
"I suddenly feel like I've been through a lot."
As Fiery Bird's annual conference was about to begin, many of the attending e-sports stars posted selfies on their social media platforms. After entering the conference hall, Schwarzer picked the one he felt was the most handsome and posted it.
Fans and other gaming enthusiasts could see a little from the live broadcast and would also pay attention to the status of their idols on social media platforms. Even if they couldn't head to Huangzhou's Fiery Bird headquarters to watch, they could still follow the progress of the annual gala online.
Ma Xier had not posted a status before. He was not as enthusiastic as those younger athletes. This annual conference was nothing new to him, and there was no need to make his presence known.
However, Ma Xier's fans had been waiting. Previously, when they had seen other e-sports stars posting selfies all over the place, Ma Xier had not made a single sound. They had been wondering if Ma Xier had decided not to post when they saw the system notification.
Not only had Ma Xier posted a status, he had posted two in a row!
This was an extremely rare occurrence, not to mention the information contained in these two statuses.
Some fans were puzzled. "What's wrong with our 'War Horse'?"
Mazhou's full name was Maersizhou. It was named after the founding great general Maersizhou. In some Old Era myths, Maersizhou was also known as the War God. As a competitive continent, Maersizhou gave top talents in certain industries the title of "War God." As a gold medal shooter, Ma Xier was also known as "War God Ma Xier," or "War Horse."
Many people had noticed Ma Xier posting two statuses in a row. Fang Zhao had also seen it in the screenshot Zu Wen had sent.
"Looking at you, I feel like I've aged." Ma Xier stared at Fang Zhao with a complicated expression. As a genius shooter, Ma Xier had heard most of the praise he had received from various parties. He had never experienced such a setback before.
Fang Zhao really wanted to tell him, "You are not old. In my eyes, you are just like a child."
But if he said this, Ma Xier would definitely feel that Fang Zhao was mocking him.
Ma Xier still wanted to say a few more words to Fang Zhao. He wanted to ask why Fang Zhao's shooting skills were so good, but the venue suddenly quietened down. Fiery Bird's annual conference was about to begin, so he could only suppress the doubts in his heart.
In the reporter's area, an old reporter was scanning the venue when his gaze suddenly froze.
The old reporter asked the person beside him, "The one sitting between Bruce and Ma Xier. Take a look. I'm afraid my eyesight isn't good and I've seen wrongly."
"Your eyesight isn't good? You are nicknamed Eagle Eye. Even now, your eyesight doesn't lose out to the youngsters! Forget it, let me see. Where is it … Ma Xier? Bruce and Ma Xier should be sitting in the second or third row. Oh, the third row. I see them. The one in the middle … F * ck! Isn't that Fang Zhao? "
The old reporter continued to stare in that direction. "I thought I saw wrongly."
"That's not right. According to the previous seating arrangements, the person sitting there should be the top individual leaderboard. He will be receiving the award and giving a speech later. Could it be that AliveAfter500Years is unable to come and is asking him to lead the way? "
This sort of thing was not rare. Among gaming gods, there were also a few with strange personalities who did not like to appear in such places. Or perhaps they were physically inconvenienced. For example, there was one person in the top 10 individual leaderboard who was physically ill and lying in the hospital, but his brain was not affected. He was still very good at gaming, and he had gotten someone to lead the way for the award ceremony this time around.
As AliveAfter500Years was too mysterious, many people guessed that it was because he was seriously ill and his body was inconvenienced, so he did not appear in front of people.
The old reporter nodded. "That's a possibility. But … there's another possibility. "
As for the other possibility, everyone had the same thought, but every time it popped up, it was suppressed. Because it really did not seem like it!
"We are not the only ones with such doubts. Let's wait and see. It's starting."
The annual conference began. As usual, Fiery Bird's old CEO reminisced about the company's past, analyzed the present, and looked forward to the future. The host introduced a few more guests for today. They were all gods who had dominated the e-sports circles for decades, but due to illness or age, they could no longer participate. Instead, they were involved in some industry related to gaming or had already become actors.
No matter what, they were all celebrities who had once shone, and they still had fans. They could be considered the seniors of the various e-sports athletes present, and they had rather high statuses in the industry.
This time, they had been invited to share some of their experiences. Secondly, which was also the most important reason, they would be the guest presenters and present the awards to the winners.
The order of the awards was that the individual leaderboards came first, followed by the group teams. As for the top 10 leaderboards, they were presented in order from last to first. First were the seventh to tenth places, followed by the fourth, fifth, and sixth places, and finally the first, second, and third places.
"Next, let's welcome the top three on the leaderboards: Phoenix's Bruce, Ma Xier, and SilverWing50PolarLight's AliveAfter500Years!"
The spotlights shone down. Bruce and Ma Xier stood up one after the other, maintaining a perfect smile on their faces. No matter what they were conflicted about, they concealed it extremely well on their faces. They turned to the back and waved before walking toward the stage.
Fang Zhao's name was called after them, so he stood up after Bruce and Ma Xier.
Under the spotlights and the gazes of tens of thousands of people in the venue, most young people of his age would feel uneasy at such an occasion for the first time. No matter how well they concealed it, it would not escape the eyes of the many shrewd people present. But at this moment, Fang Zhao's calm and composed demeanor was too natural. It did not seem like he was faking it.
Compared to when Fang Zhao had first arrived in this world, he lacked the vicious aura and gloominess of this body. When he stood up from his seat, there was a faint smile on his face. Although it was not obvious, it made his entire person seem warm and masculine, with a hint of the elegance of an artistic person.
Many gaming fans watching the live broadcast stared at Fang Zhao, who was walking toward the stage. They are calling out Bruce, Ma Xier, and AliveAfter500Years. Why are you standing up?
"Did the host say that this award would be collected on behalf of someone else?"
"… No."
"I suddenly have a scary thought."
"Me too …"
"… Same."
On the stage, the large screen behind displayed the information on Bruce, Ma Xier, and AliveAfter500Years.
The first two did not need much attention, as everyone was familiar with them. Now, whether it was the people present or the people watching online from all over the world, all eyes were on the screen displaying AliveAfter500Years' information.
ID: AliveAfter500Years
Registrant: Fang Zhao (Verified)
Console used: 10th generation 'Rhapsody' …
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There was also a detailed list of the statistics, such as how many monsters had been killed, how many natural disasters had been avoided, how many missions had been completed, etc.
No one was interested in the statistics at the back, so they just stared at the first three items.
The conspicuous "Verified" was like a heavy hammer that sealed the deal. Fiery Bird's verification couldn't be fake.
Upon seeing this, the gaming fans online were dumbfounded.
"What?!"
"So, Fang Zhao is actually AliveAfter500Years?"
"I! No! I believe! It must be because I'm still asleep! Someone, hit me up! "
"In my heart, the mighty and domineering Great God of five hundred years! How did he look like this?! "
"Perhaps … a person … can't be judged by his appearance?"
In Huangzhou, there was once a gaming fan who specialized in drawing. He had drawn the image of AliveAfter500Years in real life. He was tall and sturdy, with muscles as solid as a boulder. He wore high-top military boots, wore a special combat uniform, and carried a seven-barreled Gatling gun. He had a majestic gait, a body of steel, and an extraordinary might!
Before this, that drawing had spread far and wide in gaming circles. In many people's hearts, they had really imagined the image of AliveAfter500Years. They felt that even if the real person was different, the difference would not be too great.
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