"He actually retired at this time. Is he that amazing?"
Jiang Qiao was looking at the Tiangong web widget in the Leaping Nuclear Base. The number one trending search on Weibo was completely occupied by "Xiao Ye's breach of contract and retirement".
Jiang Qiao had already vaguely felt that Zhao Mingwei had the idea of retiring, but Jiang Qiao felt that he would retire after the World Championship.
But Zhao Mingwei retired without even playing in the subsequent playoffs... Chinese players all over the world are looking forward to Zhao Mingwei's ability to punch and punch the Koreans, and kick North America and Europe on the world stage.
But... Zhao Mingwei does not seem to want to take on this heavy burden. The price of unloading this burden in advance is to be scolded by the whole network as a "deserter from the battlefield" and to be burdened with a debt of nearly 300 million.
Three hundred million!
When Zhao Mingwei was worth the most in the past, it was only calculated in tens of millions, but now Zhao Mingwei not only has nothing, but also has to bear such a high debt.
Jiang Qiao raised his eyes from the Tiangong web widget and looked at Zhao Mingwei who was practicing with Ye Lina on the grass in the distance.
Zhao Mingwei did not use any skills, but only used his body movements and boxing skills to compete with Ye Lina. Ye Lina's boxing skills and footwork were very outstanding, and she was evenly matched with Zhao Mingwei for a while.
But not long after, Zhao Mingwei seized on Ye Lina's mistake and tripped her with his foot. Ye Lina screamed and fell face down on the grass.
But before her face could hit the ground, Zhao Mingwei grabbed the collar at the back of her neck... and then gently pulled her back to balance.
"Master, do it again."
Ye Lina rested her hands on her knees and breathed slightly. Zhao Mingwei had finally found some time to teach her about fighting and mindfulness, and she had to learn something.
Ye Lina doesn't like the words "diligence" and "hard work", but her master is so powerful, and Ye Lina's level is still hovering around level 30. She feels a little embarrassed to stay in this stronghold.
"Wait a moment, you should still have work to do in the herb garden." Zhao Mingwei picked up the wooden basket on the ground and said to Ye Lina.
“It will be done soon!”
Ye Lina also came to Zhao Mingwei for advice. Her job at the base was to take care of the herb garden. She disappeared in front of Zhao Mingwei with a wooden basket, and dropped several little hearts along the way.
"Is the place where you live safe?" Jiang Qiao came up to Zhao Mingwei and asked directly.
Zhao Mingwei is one of the strongest players in the Holy Spirit. Jiang Qiao doesn't want Zhao Mingwei to encounter any accidents in reality, or any trivial matters that make him in a bad state.
"I have no place to live in Jiangcheng now, so I found a single room in an Internet cafe to surf the Internet." Zhao Mingwei was doing simple warm-up exercises on the grass. After the Intercontinental Championship, there would be a tense playoff. He retired because he heard from his coach that the 'command against playing the Holy Spirit' still existed.
Now that he has retired, Zhao Mingwei feels relieved and plans to challenge the Holy Spirit Arena rankings.
"Have you decided where you want to live in the future?"
Jiang Qiao actually wanted to say, "If you want, you can come live in my house. My house is quite big."
But there is still a sea-blue beast living in Jiang Qiao's house. Every day, the sea-blue beast occupies Jiang Qiao's sofa and the bed in another room. Now Jiang Qiao's house can no longer accommodate many people.
"I haven't decided yet. I might go back to my hometown and live in an Internet cafe. That's how I lived before." Zhao Mingwei's voice sounded relaxed.
The only one who can be so relaxed while carrying a debt of 300 million is probably Zhao Mingwei.
But Jiang Qiao knew that although Zhao Mingwei was a very pure person, he was not stupid... He knew what the price of doing this was, but he might be confident that he could earn the penalty
"If you still stay in Jiangcheng, please contact me if you have any problems. In most cases, I can still... handle it." Jiang Qiao said.
Although Jiang Qiao has been living alone outside for almost three years, he has not forgotten that his family's background is not simple...
"Then can you lend me twenty yuan for the internet fee?" Zhao Mingwei asked tentatively.
"Don't stay in the internet cafe anymore. I've booked a flight for you to go uptown. Come travel during the holidays."
Mo Shigui suddenly came online at this time and directly threw an e-ticket to Zhao Mingwei.
"I just mailed you the internet fee with gold coins. I heard there will be a holographic projection show in Upper City tomorrow. It should be...exciting."
Jiang Qiao received a text message from his father this morning, asking him whether he wanted to attend the first holographic projection exhibition in human history.
In the end, Jiang Qiao refused on the grounds of preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, because among the organizers of this performance was... "The Holy Spirit".
"Old Song, even if you take me to travel to the upper city, I can't join your club."
Zhao Mingwei took a look at the e-ticket that Mo Shigui threw over. He was flying to the city tonight, first class.
No matter how you look at it, Mo Shigui's letter of plane ticket seems to be a trap. After arriving at the place, he starts to persuade him to join the Leaping Nuclear Club.
"I know you still have liquidated damages and breach of contract. Our boss is going to help you file a lawsuit to see if he can find some loopholes in your contract."
Mo Shigui knew that with Zhao Mingwei's personality, he might not require himself to play games as an e-sports player again, because he had already experienced the pressure and hardship of being an e-sports player once.
In seven years, Mo Shigui and Lin Xi have grown up, but Zhao Mingwei's mind is still stuck in the days of the internet-addicted teenager who lingered in the Internet cafe seven years ago.
"This is... a big favor." Zhao Mingwei listened to Mo Shigui's invitation. He still wanted to stay in the Internet cafe and sell some of his gold coins to buy a bucket of instant noodles.
Can…
"But if you continue to shut yourself up now, you will drag down many people. Upper City is your home ground. Will you be responsible for food and drink then?"
Zhao Mingwei has indeed grown up a lot. He doesn't want to cause trouble to his friends and relatives. Relatives have a higher priority. Although Zhao Mingwei didn't say a word about the 300 million debt, his relatives back home would probably have a heart attack and faint if they heard about it.
"It's under our care. It would be even better if you could stay in our club." Mo Shigui didn't want such an excellent player like Zhao Mingwei to leave the professional arena. Although he would not force Zhao Mingwei to stay like Jun Lintianxia, he would try his best.
While Zhao Mingwei was talking to Mo Shigui, the bubbles in the world channel had already begun to frantically refresh with news about the acquisition of lord-level mother crystals.
'[World] Bubbles: Cola fanatics are buying lord-level mother crystals in the front row! Depending on the quality, it costs 10,000 to 50,000! We can also negotiate a higher price!'
"Is it almost finished?" Mo Shigui muttered to himself as he looked at the message.
To be honest, Mo Shigui, who is good at guessing the psychology of game planners, has no idea what the subsequent main storyline of Brand Island will be like.
What is behind the portal, leading to a new map, or... an AR version of the Holy Spirit
Mo Shigui glanced at the ancient stone tree where Freya lived in the distance. He really couldn't imagine that Freya could realize such a thing...
If we just use AR glasses to randomly project a model of Freya, even if it means...letting Freya appear in reality, that would be a complete fraud!
No matter what, what the world behind the portal is like...it will be revealed tomorrow at the latest.
(End of this chapter)