Based on the rules of Battling Four Worlds, the matches would be held the next day.
In other words, after the first round ended at midnight on the fifth of November, the second round would be held on the seventh of November, and the matchups for the second round would be announced at 8 am on the sixth of November.
Therefore, the whole day of the fifth to the morning of the sixth was considered a break.
This whole day, other than allowing the players to rest and prepare for the next round, it was also a chance for the audience to digest the news from the previous day.
In the first round, the match that received the most attention was naturally the one between Underworld Frontline and the second team of Zombie Blade.
Whether it was the result or the process, this match was unexpected.
Zombie Blade had indeed used illegal methods. Of that, as long as one was in the industry, even if they were not 100 percent sure, they would at least know a thing or two about it. But because of that, they knew very well that the players from Zombie Blade were not easy to deal with.
In terms of statistics, the players of Zombie Blade had access to the resources of the entire gaming studio, and that was something that casual players could not compare to. In terms of personal ability, these people who had used the drug were the type that would not self-destruct, and their combat power was at the top level. In terms of teamwork, the thirteen teams of Zombie Blade were all selected by the photon computer, and the attributes of all the members were reasonably compatible with each other.
However, such a team was easily wiped out by Underworld Frontline. The difference in actual combat ability was so big that it was hard to believe.
Compared to the matches of other teams, this match was not "exciting" at all.
It gave the impression that the four members of Underworld Frontline had gone to clear a team dungeon and took down the four members of the second team of Zombie Blade.
This kind of match, combined with Feng Bujue's words and actions during the match, undoubtedly lowered the reputation of Zombie Blade among the normal players.
If the internet was an invisible demon, then information represented the endless power of this demon. The latter was like cancer. Once it spread, it was impossible to completely eradicate it.
After watching the match, many people went online to search for keywords like 'zombie blade', 'cheating', 'illegal', 'banned drugs', and so on. Then … they became haters.
Actually, the negative news about Zombie Blade was already out there, and it did not affect them that much. This was because other studios would be criticized as well, and whether the negative comments were real or not, no one would know. The netizens were just there to watch the show. Even the biggest news would be washed away by time, much less this kind of small matter that had nothing to do with the netizens.
Moreover, in this day and age, competitors in the same industry would use online ghostwriters to bully each other every day. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was normal. Except for a small number of fools, people had long been used to and had seen through this pattern. Therefore, Zombie Blade was not afraid of what others said about them.
But … the things that Feng Bujue had done in the competition did have a certain effect on the competition. This was because he was not an anonymous player, and he was not talking about Zombie Blade on a forum or something like that. He was using the identity of a famous player, and he was talking about Zombie Blade openly and clearly in front of everyone in the most popular game of the day.
In other words, Feng Bujue was not just a 'famous player'. With the promotion from Si Rui Group, he was at least a slightly famous author. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a public figure.
In that case, if Zombie Blade did not do anything, it would look like they had 'admitted' to their illegal behavior.
…
November 5th, 2 pm.
Dong dong dong. Dong dong dong.
Someone knocked on Feng Bujue's door.
Brother Jue walked to the door. Without looking through the peephole, he opened the door. Without even looking at the door, he turned around and said, "There are shoe covers in the shoe box. Help yourself."
"What's wrong? Do I need to put on shoe covers when I enter your house? "Even though Ou Yang Ruo asked, he still did as he was told.
"What about the floor?" Feng Bujue drawled. "Ruo Yu just swept and mopped it this morning. If you leave a trail of footprints on the floor, I will definitely come to your grave next year and personally fold a box of gold ingots to burn for you."
"Ah … Understandable." As Ouyang Ruo spoke, he had already put on his shoe covers. "There was one time when I came home late after working overtime. My wife had just cleaned up the kitchen and left me dinner in the microwave. But I didn't know, so I went to the fridge and took something to cook. I even made a mess in the kitchen …" He paused for a moment, and a pained expression flashed across his face. "So the next day … we got a new car."
"That's a good story." Feng Bujue said. "So … are we talking about 'respect other people's hard work' or 'never offend your woman'?"
As he spoke, he slumped down on the sofa.
"Hmm … Maybe it's' respect other people's hard work '." Ou Yang Ruo followed him and sat across Brother Jue.
After he said that, the two of them went silent for a few seconds. Then, almost at the same time, they burst out laughing.
Looking at the two of them being so shameless, Arthas thought to himself, "If these two don't go to hell after they die … I'll write my name backwards."
"By the way, what's going on today? Why did you start the 'three long and two short' plan? (Actually, the 'three long and two short' plan refers to the way he knocked on the door just now. It was one of the secret signals between him and Feng Bujue.)" Ou Yang Ruo stopped laughing and brought the topic back on track.
"Oh? You're getting to the point so soon? " Feng Bujue said. "I thought we were still at the stage of 'testing each other's verbal skills by making fun of each other after meeting each other.'"
"Hahaha …" Ou Yang Ruo laughed. "Let me remind you again, I charge based on time. Don't think that just because we're good friends, I'll give you free legal advice." He held his chin with one hand and said, "If you want to talk to a man, you can talk to a psychiatrist or a gigolo."
"Okay, then let's get to the point." Feng Bujue mumbled and handed Ou Yang Ruo a tablet. "It's about … a game studio called Zombie Blade. Their company's legal department contacted Sirui Group and said that they're after me." He pointed at the screen of the tablet. "This is the email that Miss An forwarded to me. The original text of the email is attached."
At this point, Brother Jue suddenly remembered something. "Oh, right, don't psychiatrists and gigolos charge on time as well?"
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