The five people on the purple side looked at the black and white screen silently, with only one thought in their minds: Is he really just an assistant
"Don't panic, there is still a chance!"
Jian Hao gritted his teeth and forced a smile.
But at this moment, a surrender box popped up on the lower right side of Jian Hao's screen.
There are five lights in the frame.
A green light indicates consent to surrender, a red light indicates refusal to surrender.
One, two, three.
Jian Hao stared blankly at the four dazzling green lights, which represented four teammates whose mentality was completely shattered.
In the Orphan Alliance, if more than four members of a five-person team choose to surrender, they will inevitably surrender.
In other words, it would be useless even if Jian Hao refused.
"boom-"
With a roar, the purple square base exploded into pieces due to surrender.
The game is over and the blue side wins.
The roommates of 404 stared dumbfounded at the conspicuous failure sign on Jian Hao's screen, not knowing how to comfort him.
They saw with their own eyes how Jian Hao was calculated, played, and despised in this game.
How did it lead to failure step by step in the end
The most outrageous thing is that the people who did these things to Jian Hao were not top players or professional players, but a group of rookies with an average level of less than ten!
This is an extremely heavy blow to a player who is about to enter a professional team.
"Old Jane"
Just as a roommate spoke, he saw Jian Hao standing up in despair and lying on the bed like a zombie.
He put the quilt over his head and said in a crying voice: "Don't pay attention to me, I'm autistic."
503, the whole dormitory echoed with earth-shaking cheers.
"We actually defeated Xingtian's hand!"
"And he still fought until the other side surrendered. It's so cool!"
"Lao Wu, why are you going to college? Go play in a professional team!"
Ye Hong smiled slightly and did not join in the carnival. He closed the computer and said calmly: "Go to sleep, otherwise you won't be able to get up tomorrow."
Everyone was shocked to realize that it was already past one o'clock in the night, and they hurriedly ran to bed with their tongues hanging out.
But even after the lights were turned off, a group of people were still excitedly discussing the details of the game.
Of course, Ye Hong, the commander of the entire team, was not stingy in his praise.
Ye Hong in the darkness had a smile on his lips.
"Ding! Play group games, group cooperation ability +1!"
"Ding! Play games with your roommates, and your collective atmosphere shaping ability will be +1!"
"Ding! Good command, command ability +1!"
"Ding! Defeat a famous player, game ability +1!"
"Ding!."
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Ye Hong woke up the four sleepy roommates one by one.
After washing up, changing into equipment, and casually heading to the cafeteria for a bite of breakfast, the five of them arrived at the East District playground yesterday.
Here they would spend the next seven scorching hot days.
Assemblies, school leaders’ lectures, and Yanwu leaders’ lectures.
After a tedious process, military training officially begins!
Students from the Archeology Department also met their instructors.
He was a young man in his early twenties, younger than the counselor Sun Bai, and almost the same as these students.
But unlike the loose, white and tender students, although the instructor was young, his aura was unusual.
(End of chapter)