Sitting in front of the computer, Wu Qingchen took his right hand away from the mouse, tapped his fingernails lightly on the table in turn, his mind was empty, and he had a good aftertaste of the newly described story in "Troublemaker".
After dozens of seconds, Wu Qingchen breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and then looked at the favorite page of Motie Chinese website again.
There are also a few books in it that show updates, but after eating the fairy grass of "The Traitor and Thieves", these dry food, which are usually so-so and can be barely swallowed, suddenly lost their taste.
These... see it or not... don't mean much...
Thinking of this, Wu Qingchen closed the browser, glanced at the lower right corner of the display screen: there is still nearly an hour and a half before the end of the break.
What are you going to do
The aimless eyes turned around on the display screen, and suddenly stopped on the icon of a certain "combat platform".
There is still an hour and a half, just in time to come!
Just do it, Wu Qingchen controlled the mouse and clicked.
The login page of the battle platform, which has also defaulted to the account number and password, popped up. Looking at the familiar account on the display screen that has been played for seven or eight years and has been upgraded to a level 60 1700mvp, Wu Qingchen hesitated for a while.
Well... I finally had some rest time...
"Well, let's take it easy..."
Talking and doing, Wu Qingchen clicked twice, and quickly changed the account on the login page to a small account of level 9 17mvp, and then entered the room selection interface of the game lobby.
The arrow for the number of people waiting was up, and the arrow for the delay of the network speed was down. Wu Qingchen operated skillfully, and the game room named "Novices from Level 1-20" quickly lined up at the top of the room selection interface.
Familiar bedroom, familiar computer appearance, familiar display screen desktop, familiar penguin login bar, familiar browser homepage...
After being "familiar" along the way, under the preconceived notion, Wu Qingchen didn't realize at all that the computer in front of him, apart from the huge difference in hardware performance, actually had many different details.
For example:
Wu Qingchen saw the familiar desktop icon layout and background theme pattern, but did not notice that the display angle of this background pattern, as well as the light and shadow effects, had quietly changed. Unknowingly, the most attractive focus had been drawn to To the browser and game platform that also moved secretly.
Wu Qingchen saw the familiar Motie Chinese website collection bookshelf, but did not notice at all that the books on the first page of the bookshelf, except for the strangely updated "Troublemaker" and several other novels that also showed new chapters, were all It is a book that I seldom read or have long since abandoned, and basically have no interest in books.
In this way, the staff team and the medical team quietly guided Wu Qingchen while saying "your rest time is of course up to you"
——First, I thought I could make my own decision, and after a while, I watched "Troubled and Thieves" which "fullly sympathizes with the painful life of the low-level people, and focuses on stimulating the sense of identity and sympathy for the aborigines in the medieval world".
Then he guided Wu Qingchen into the battle platform that he "thought he was familiar with"—
Wu Qingchen didn't notice that he quickly joined the game room of "Novices from Level 1-20". Obviously that half-smile expression on his face.
The luck seemed to be good, and with Wu Qingchen, the battle room happened to be full, and the owner quickly started the game.
The electronic speaker sounds:
"The players are all in place..."
"All players are ready..."
"5..."
"4..."
"3..."
"2… "
"1… "
"Games start!"
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102 hours ago, in a large coastal city, the Zhanhuo e-sports club.
Han Bing stared at the sky dumbfounded, staring at the huge screen hanging in mid-air and fast-forwarding the playback.
An hour and a half later.
Teammates whose home is in this city, or whose home is no more than 200 kilometers away from this city, have gone home or are on their way home;
Teammates whose home is more than 200 kilometers away from this city are already rushing to book air tickets, high-speed rail tickets or desperate carpooling at high-speed intersections.
The team leader, who usually has to gossip for a long time when asking for a half-day leave, did not say a word of nonsense today, and quickly passed everyone's "temporary going out, unknown deadline" leave application, message or even more simply leaving without saying goodbye, and then immediately communicated with most of the clubs. Together with the staff, they quickly packed up their things, and also embarked on the journey home, or trying to find a way to go home.
Of course daily training cannot be carried out, and of course the daily order cannot be maintained... To be more realistic, it is a problem for the entire earth, even the "daily" thing, to last for a few more days.
At dinner time, when I walked into the empty cafeteria, there were only three or five kittens left in the whole club. They were all bachelors like Han Bing, who could eat enough for one person and rest assured for the whole family.
When several people were discussing where to go for dinner, within an hour and a half, a large group of people poured into the cafeteria accompanied by the "debt-operating boss" whose hair had turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the head was a great man.
Making this judgment is fairly simple.
Look at the strong aura of a government official on this middle-aged man, look at the helpless expression on the boss's face, and look at the man who bent over beside the middle-aged man. The sweat dripping from the face of the Deputy District Chief, who was five people and six people at that time, anyone could draw a conclusion.
Without any pleasantries, he walked into the cafeteria under the guidance of the general manager. The big man only said four words from the beginning to the end, "Are you Han Bing?"
"Yes."
Then, Han Bing just "yes" to Beijing, standing in front of bigger figures.
"Playing games? What kind of international joke! Playing games can make him more motivated! Isn't this playing the piano indiscriminately? It's just filing? The filing is also playing the piano randomly! Nonsense, nonsense! Nonsense playing the piano!"
The larger figure waved impatiently while throwing a temper tantrum at the phone.
Then, Han Bing was "waved" into a large room similar to the training room of an e-sports club.
When Han Bing arrived, there were already many people standing and sitting in the training room.
Amidst the noisy greetings, Han Bing heard several familiar voices: Zhang Li from the Liaolan team, Qiu Xiaoqi from the Skystrike team, Zhu Zhifei from the Shadow team... and several other old opponents.
Amidst the noisy arguments, Han Bing knew the reason why he was brought here.
Soon, Han Bing also joined the noisy team.
"Damn it! Warcraft Nobunaga's Ambition? Hasn't the bird feather game not updated the map for a long time?"
"Isn't there no one playing?"
"Didn't it close down a long time ago? Didn't it close down? Which platform is so stupid that it still includes this bird feather game?"
"No wonder there are so many people in the War Club, but I chose me!"
"Isn't this too unlucky? Can that guy keep playing an old game until now?"
"Fuck it! After the last star cup, I haven't touched this game once in seven or eight years!"
"Do you still remember the game with a total bonus of several thousand yuan? I almost forgot the name of this game!"
"You guys are still in the professional sports circle anyway. I haven't paid attention to the competition for a long time. I only play around occasionally. Is that how you got me here?"
"At any rate, you still play games once in a while. I'm digging a well in the country now, and I haven't even touched a mouse for a long time. It's really unfair!"
Whether it was protests, defenses, explanations, pleas, or grievances, the officers and soldiers responsible for organizing these dozens of people all rejected them.
Next, a number of map makers, e-sports league organizers, referees, commentators, and live broadcasters who were also "invited" will take the lead to gather professional players, former professional players, Game enthusiasts, former game enthusiasts, and well-drillers organized and formed a huge temporary team.
"so… "
A few hours later, the mob basically took shape. Before the first training camp, Han Bing replaced the other "teammates" and asked a question that everyone was curious about: "In order to make Wu Qingchen feel refreshed... well, in order to make Wu Qingchen feel better... It is possible for Wu Qingchen to have a good time. Do you need to bring so many of us here, and then train hard for a few days?... Isn’t it easy to let him play a game happily and comfortably? Just find a few elementary school students , isn't it enough for him to abuse food?"
"If it's just to make Wu Qingchen feel good... that's really simpler..."
Looking at the large group of white coats who joined in the mid-term, the expression on the face of the scholar in charge of hosting was very meaningful: "However, if you want to make Wu Qingchen play this game happily and comfortably... that's up to everyone work together."
The training camp was very hard and the time was very tight. Nearly 100 hours passed by in a flash.
Counting from the time Wu Qingchen finished reading the novel, the training room ushered in a more intense moment of actual combat.
In the battle room.
For the "Oda Army" at the top, five professional players are already in place.
In the "United Army" at the bottom, four professional players are also in place, and the only vacancy is waiting for Wu Qingchen to join.
Wu Qingchen will definitely join.
Because, no matter which platform Wu Qingchen enters, which account he uses, and which room he clicks on, it will not have any impact on his final location.
On the huge display screen opposite: Sitting in front of the computer, Wu Qingchen has already switched accounts, entered the room selection interface, and is adjusting the way the rooms are sorted.
"Attention all departments... Attention all departments... Goals coming soon... Goals coming soon..."
"Ding..." Wu Qingchen clicked to join the game room named "Level 1-20 Novice Entry".
"Ding..." In the training room, the room that was originally vacant in the upper left corner of the professional players' room was named "Level 1-20 Novice Entry".
"Attention all departments, the game is about to start... the game is about to start!"
"Attention to the combat department, attention to the combat department! The game begins! The game begins!"
Listening to the serious order of the presiding scholar in his ears, nearly a hundred hours of training content flashed through his mind, and with deep sympathy for Wu Qingchen, Han Bing gently pressed the "game start" button.
The electronic speaker sounds:
"The players are all in place..."
"All players are ready..."
"5..."
"4..."
"3..."
"2… "
"1… "
"Games start!"
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