In the KOK E-Sports Club in Chidragon.
It was late at night, but there was still a light on in the E-Sports Club.
Under the light, a man stared at the computer screen attentively. His left hand kept typing on the keyboard, and his right hand moved the mouse.
The game he was playing wasn't a popular game in reality, but it was definitely a classic game.
Even though virtual reality games were rampant, there were still players who stuck to this game.
Dongliu was one of them.
It was like there were still people who played Mario for ten years in an era when there were so many games.
They repeated the game over and over again, breaking their own record. Others might seem bored, but they enjoyed it.
Sometimes, persistence in a game was a kind of faith. Their happiness wasn't something that others would care about.
Time passed bit by bit. Dongliu controlled his game character and fought with his teammates against the enemy camp.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, but he didn't wipe it away. His eyes were still focused on the computer screen.
"Actors! They're all f * cking actors! My trash teammates are playing me!"
When the computer screen turned gray, Dongliu suddenly stood up, picked up the keyboard, and smashed it hard on the computer screen.
As a member of the e-sports industry, even though he was already 31 years old, his temper hadn't changed.
The current e-sports industry wasn't as pure as it used to be hundreds of years ago. There were too many internal interests involved.
The first batch of e-sports players had very low salaries. They became professional players because of their faith, but the joy of victory was very pure.
But after the capital entered the industry, many things would change.
On one hand, the benefits brought by capital were that the treatment of professional players became better. They could pursue their faith without being hindered by material things.
But the nature of capital was to make money.
They made the e-sports industry no longer pure, and the dark side of fixing matches also emerged.
Interests affected people's hearts.
Even the boss of the team could make the players give up "victory" for the sake of profits.
There was a systematic chain of interests behind fixing matches. The players were like puppets. No matter how good their skills were, they would be abandoned if they didn't compromise when their superiors ordered them to.
Although the life of the professional players had become better, some players found it hard to accept.
Because they entered this industry for their faith. When they won, they would be happy even if they were eating instant noodles.
And Dongliu was one of them.
He had given up a lot for esports and had chosen to step into this industry.
Relying on his excellent technique, he stood out from the crowd and received an invitation from a club to become a professional player.
However, what happened next was not as simple as he thought. The truth was completely different.
There was an extremely important "Heaven's Road" World Finals, and he was actually told by his superiors that he had to intentionally throw the match, and that he had to lose this match.
The reason was that the boss had bet a lot of money on his team to lose. If the team didn't lose, the boss would suffer a huge loss.
What a laughable reason. That was why Dongliu didn't go easy on his teammates in that competition. However, his teammates all compromised.
Because team esports wasn't a single-player game, they still lost in the end.
After that, Dongliu didn't even need to mention it. He was fired by the club.
At that time, Dongliu thought that with his amazing skills, there would be another place for him. He decisively picked up his bag and left.
However, after changing clubs one after another, Dongliu discovered that the reality was just so cruel.
He had yet to find an esports club that worked solely for the sake of winning.
Perhaps this was a coincidence, but Dongliu was completely disappointed with this trip.
Having been in this industry for almost ten years, Dongliu had seen too much darkness.
There were the bosses of various teams who bought the loss, and both sides crazily sacrificed their players to those who didn't want to win. There were also situations where players who were unwilling to cooperate were replaced midway, and so on …
"Noobs" in esports games weren't the original sin, because more than 80% of players were noobs. They were the backbone of the gaming industry. It was their "dedication" that allowed those players who were called gods to have the pleasure of oppressing noobs. It was also the existence of noobs that allowed them to stand out and be called gods.
However, fixing the match was a stain on fair competition. This was something that Dongliu couldn't tolerate.
Along the way, his mentality had changed. The only thing that hadn't changed was Dongliu's violent temper.
For this reason, he had beaten up his teammates and the players of the opposing team.
However, every time he made a move, he would regret it. Because of this, he had changed clubs one after another.
It had to be said that the moment he beat someone up, he always felt very good.
Today, he was fired again.
Because this time, he was even more excessive. After "fixing the match", he even beat up the coach and the players.
If it weren't for everyone stopping him, he would have rushed to the boss's office and beat up the boss as well.
F * ck esports, f * ck your dreams, I will smash your heads!
With this mentality, he ended his professional career and was even banned by the organizers of "Heaven Road". His gaming career was completely over.
At the same time that he felt happy, Dongliu also felt incomparably disappointed.
For this reason, he had worked hard for ten years. He had given his entire youth to "Heaven Road", but he ended up like a stray dog.
Looking at the computer screen, Dongliu seemed to be in a daze.
The broken screen was full of cracks, just like his heart.
Taking a deep breath, Dongliu picked up the suitcase under his feet and walked toward the door.
Originally, he was going to leave tomorrow, but he decided to leave now.
At this time, he felt that the air in the club was dirty and disgusting.
Also … he just smashed the computer, so he had to pay for it. It was better to leave now!
The club was located in the center of the city, and it was brightly lit at night.
Walking on the road, Dongliu couldn't help but feel empty.
The dream that he had persisted in for ten years was completely gone. Because of the ban, he would never be able to set foot on the stage of victory again …
Thinking of this, Dongliu turned around and raised his middle finger in the direction of the club.
I'm so f * cking angry, I really want to beat those bastards to death!
Some people were quiet when they were angry, while some people were especially violent when they were angry.
Dongliu was the extreme of violent, and he wanted to beat someone up!
Of course, he would never beat someone up for no reason. After all, he was someone who had gone through 16 years of compulsory education.
Walking forward aimlessly, Dongliu didn't even know where to go.
If he went home, it would be too embarrassing. His parents didn't support him to embark on this career, and because of his persistence, he fell out with his family.
He wanted to go back after achieving some results and proudly tell his parents how famous his son was, how many fans he had, and so on.
But now, he was just a stray dog who had been expelled.
Dongliu Ning felt that it was too embarrassing to go back at this time, so he naturally didn't want to.
Sighing, Dongliu felt that he should find a job first. These years of esports career didn't let him save much money, so the most important thing now was to find a way to make a living.
It was already late at night. He took out his phone, opened the app, and looked around at the nearby hotels. Dongliu chose a cheap one, then dragged his luggage and walked over.
There were some things that the more you wanted to let go, the more you couldn't.
Dongliu had long thought that this day would come. At that time, he felt that he should raise his middle finger, flip the table, and leave, feeling extremely free and at ease.
But when it really came, Dongliu was still full of reluctance.
His love for games hadn't faded. How he wanted to continue his conquest, trample on many opponents, and build his own undefeated esports dynasty.
But an esports dynasty with capital was far less tempting than money.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The angrier he became, the more he wanted to turn back, grab those players, and the boss from their sleep, and smash their heads.
But if he really did that, Dongliu felt that he should stay in the detention center tonight, not in a hotel.
My bad temper that has nowhere to go.
My youth is over, and this old man's working life is about to begin …
Thinking about it carefully, the rest of my life is simply a tragedy.
I don't have the ability, I don't have the talent, and I don't have the skills except for being good at playing games.
Moreover, I'm already 31 years old, and my ability is already declining.
In the esports industry, one always ate the food of youth. Although humans could live to 100 years old on average, from 30 years old onwards, all aspects of the body would go downhill. It was simply unrealistic to change to another game and walk this path again.
At this moment, Dongliu's heart was full of resentment.
Before entering this industry, he naturally thought about what he would do after retirement. After all, this industry ate the food of youth, and retirement wasn't too far away for professional players.
At that time, Dongliu thought that after winning a few championships, he would retire and open an online shop, like other popular retired esports players, selling meat muffins to make a fortune, and then he wouldn't have to worry about food and clothing in the future …
Now that he thought about it, Dongliu really wanted to smash his head from 10 years ago with a hammer.
He was as stupid as a pig, how could he make such a decision!
Now, after 10 years, not only did he not get anything, but all the money he earned was used to pay for medical expenses …
As he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He almost couldn't help but turn around and burn the club down!
He had suffered too many losses because of his bad temper, but he would always apologize humbly and promise not to do it again, but every time he attacked, he would always forget about it …
Of course, when he beat people up, he was often beaten up.
After all, there were always people he couldn't beat, and there were also times when he was specifically targeted and attacked.
However, Dongliu had never lowered his head. With the help of his bad temper, he would fight even if he couldn't win. He was like a Viking warrior, unbelievably headstrong.
According to the boss of an esports club, a young man like him wouldn't be able to survive anywhere, so he should retire early, or else he would definitely regret it in the future.
Now that the prophecy had come true, Dongliu really wanted to thank his whole family. It was so f * cking accurate!
After turning an intersection, the hotel that he had booked appeared across the road.
Dongliu looked at his phone, confirmed the name and address of the hotel, and then stepped in.
This hotel didn't have any service staff, and it was completely covered by surveillance cameras. After entering the hotel, a room number popped up on Dongliu's phone.
Dongliu was about to step toward the elevator.
At this time, he suddenly noticed the advertisement placed on the side of the elevator.
On it was a beautiful live battle scene, and from time to time, text explanations appeared, introducing the abilities of both sides in the battle.
Out of curiosity, Dongliu walked closer and began to stare at the screen carefully.
The scene ended in less than 5 minutes, but Dongliu felt that it was very exciting.
He was really impressed that the movie could have such a smooth and gorgeous battle scene, thinking that it was a new action movie that was about to be released.
At this time, a line of words appeared on the advertisement screen.
Battle Online, your second world!
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