"Hey! Brother Jue, there's big news today! "
On the night of September 20th, when Feng Bujue logged into the game, he immediately received a communication request from Wang Tanzhi. As soon as the communication was established, Xiao Tan replied excitedly.
"Ah … I know. From the 23rd onward, all the remaining matches in Gathering of the Heroes will be broadcasted live (only viewers with neural connection devices can watch the livestream. The Dream Company has set up a server that supports third-party hardware to watch the livestream) and recorded livestreams (online and other media users are allowed to watch the livestreams. Viewers can request first-hand videos of the matches on the official platform), "Brother Jue replied calmly. It seemed like he had already read the news.
"Huh? So, you found out about it again? "Xiao Tan replied with disappointment.
"Isn't that obvious …" Feng Bujue chuckled. "Why do you think this is exclusive news when the whole world knows about it?"
He was right. Although this news was only announced this morning, it had already become a well-known old news by the evening of the same day.
"Hey, hey … You were the one who said that when I'm not online, I'm basically rushing out my manuscript, right?" Xiao Tan continued, "I thought you didn't have time to browse the game forum."
"I didn't browse it." Brother Jue replied in a noncommittal tone, "I'm only browsing the Dream Company's official website and forum. Every few hours, I'll refresh the webpage and take a look."
"Haha …" Xiao Tan laughed dryly. He was too lazy to complain about this guy. "Then … I've been thinking about something today …" He changed the topic and asked, "After the match is broadcasted, will our team's ability be exposed?"
"Actually, it won't affect us." Feng Bujue replied, "There are tens of thousands of teams participating in the competition. An 'anonymous' team like us won't attract much attention. Even if someone coincidentally watches one of our matches and discovers that we are very strong … it doesn't matter because there are thousands of match recordings being generated every day. If the viewer doesn't know the team name … they won't be able to find our other matches in the vast number of recordings.
Of course … if he really wanted to investigate, there was a way. First of all, they had to input all the S2 match recordings from the past N days into the computer. Then, using one of our team's matches as a benchmark, they digitized and conceptualized the various images we saw in the scenario. Following that, the A.I. filtered through a certain pattern, using a binary perspective to find every team that performed similarly. In this way, the scope will be greatly reduced. However, considering the large number of teams participating in the competition, and the inherent flaw of a vague search … the final screening work still needs to be done manually, and it may not be 100% accurate. "
"Can you be more direct …" It was not that Xiao Tan did not understand, but he knew … behind every long speech from Brother Jue, there was often a more direct version. The former was used to explain things to normal people and also to show off, while the latter … was a simplified version that gathered Brother Jue's wisdom and was meant for smart people or idiots.
"To put it simply." Feng Bujue smiled and continued, "Other than a large gaming studio with ample resources or a fanatical group of programmers and players, no one would be able to identify an 'anonymous' team among so many other teams."
"Wouldn't it have been easier if you had said that from the beginning?" Xiao Tan replied.
"If you had thought things through from the beginning and not asked me, that would have been the best," Brother Jue replied.
"Tsk …" Xiao Tan knew that there was no way he could beat Brother Jue, so he quickly said, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore." He paused, "Oh, by the way, Xiao Ling will be staying at home for the night. She won't be online, so we don't have to wait for her when we queue up later."
Since Underworld Frontline's practice was to queue up two consecutive matches before and after midnight, the match on the 20th was already over, so there was no harm in not coming online that night.
"Speaking of which … Miss An seems to be 'in the game' right now …" Feng Bujue confirmed in his social tab as he spoke to the other party. "She's been working hard lately …" He paused for a second before continuing in a slightly dissatisfied tone, "As for Ruo Yu … she should be online later as well. Hmm … There's a TV show that she likes to watch tonight, but she insists on watching it live with commercials. "
"Then … how about we queue up first?" Xiao Tan suggested.
"No, I have an appointment with someone tonight …" Feng Bujue rejected. "Just as I said that to you, he came online." He licked his lips, and his expression shifted. "After I'm done with this … I'll contact you."
…
Twenty minutes later, inside a certain scenario.
The place was a flat plain. There was no rock, no sand, and the ground was solid.
It was noon. There was no fog, no rain, and the wind was light.
Under the warm sunlight, two figures walked over from two different directions.
They were two players, two players who had agreed to fight each other in the 1v1 Killing Game.
"To be honest, I'm very surprised." When he was five meters away from the other party, Shiva stopped and spoke first. "Even at this moment, you're standing before me, I still find it hard to believe."
"Why?" Feng Bujue asked with a smile. "Because I don't look like the kind of person who would actively challenge others?"
"Not 'don't look like' you, you're not," Shiva replied.
"Haha …" Feng Bujue's smile grew. "I can only say that you don't know me well enough …"
"Oh?" Shiva was confused. "Why do you say that?"
"There is no question of whether I look like you or not …" Feng Bujue paused for half a second before continuing. "I can be any kind of person …" He opened his arms and revealed a wicked smile. "Because I am not any kind of person."
"Is that so …" Shiva shook his head with a smile. "Fine … Let's end the discussion about philosophy." As he spoke, he took out his Sorcery weapon — Heavenly Hourglass. "No matter what kind of person you are, or whether you are a person or not … as long as you ask for a battle, I will fight you until the end."
"Ha …" Brother Jue silently took out Death Poker. "Looking at your excited state … You must have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."
"There is a limit to the improvement you can get from practicing with people you are familiar with," Shiva said. "You should know that … as well."
"Yes." Feng Bujue nodded. "Since you're an understanding person, I'll be frank with you." His expression turned serious. "Shiva, you are very strong. The reason I chose you for this battle is to push myself to my limit and break through it. "
"Humph …" Shiva scoffed. "Same here."
"Very good, then …" When Feng Bujue said the second half of the sentence, his body flashed. "… Let's begin!"
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