ctnovel Chapter 14 got an upgrade? Losing first and then winning, the ultimate torture!
Chapter 14 got an upgrade? Losing first and then winning, the ultimate torture!
Su Ye set a threshold and kicked out the players with low scores on the opposing team, replacing them with other players.
After a series of actions, the opposing team's players all achieved very high scores.
"Guys, see that? These guys on the other side are all pros, right? I'll say it again, if we don't win, we'll chop you up!"
The screen was flooded with sarcastic and mocking comments.
"Your 'dead and money-giving noodles' are completely useless against experts."
"What good is money to someone who can be stabbed to death?"
"+1, an assault rifle is enough to solve everything, it really doesn't cost that much money..."
Su Ye looked at the comments and realized the seriousness of the problem.
Damn, shooting skills really matter. No matter how much money you have, you can only buy one gun and a full load of throwables.
Unless he can get his hands on tanks and cannons in the game, the difference between sniper rifles and assault rifles isn't that significant.
Great!
All they were thinking about was showing off and creating a good show effect.
Now we're in a difficult situation.
But since things had come to this, Su Ye had no choice but to open the game.
Randomly selected from the Infernal Town map, a street battle map.
It requires a high level of skill and teamwork.
Su Ye felt panicked. After the first pistol round, he realized something was even more wrong.
There were two viewers on the other side who were extremely skilled, getting headshots every time.
broken!
Su Ye was thinking of a solution when he suddenly came up with an idea and quickly tried it out.
If money is useless, what about nerve reaction speed?
[Target: Terrorist/Counter-Terrorist Elite (Myself)]
[Insurance Type: Time-Limited Insurance for Slow Neurological Reaction Speed]
[Coverage Amount: In-game neural reaction speed +1/time (Real-world neural reaction speed +0.1/time)]
Premium: 5 Gold Coins
[Note: Compensation is available for deaths caused by slow neurological reaction speed]
[Special Clause: If the death did not cause any effective harm to others, the compensation amount will be doubled!]
YES!
After a simple trial, Su Ye actually managed to successfully generate an insurance policy in the system.
This is interesting; death affects nerve reaction speed.
Shooting is all about reaction time. If you die a lot, you'll max out your shooting talent.
Su Ye's side is the police, and the defense side is the defender.
Three people went to area A, while I and another friend defended area B.
Soon after, we saw the opposing team of 5 rushing B.
Oh no, Su Ye's teammates in Area A, hurry back to support!
Su Ye fired two shots in retaliation.
However, he was instantly killed as soon as he showed his face; the opposing expert took him down with a single headshot.
[Ding! The insured person "Counter-Strike (myself)" has filed an claim.]
[Claim successful! Gain +2 to game reaction speed, displayed reaction speed +0.2 (double critical hit)]
Not bad, Su Ye felt that her hand holding the mouse was more dexterous.
This game was lost unavoidably.
The game reaction speed is still a bit lacking, which is not enough to fundamentally change the situation.
Su Ye could only patiently wait for the moment when she could turn the tide.
Finally, after dying 10 times in a row and losing 10 games in a row, Su Ye's neural reaction speed in the game increased by 20 points, and his neural reaction speed in reality also increased by 2 points.
It felt different instantly.
Not only the viewers in the game, but also the viewers in the live stream noticed a significant difference.
Su Ye decisively picked up a sniper rifle in the 11th round; it was time to show his true skills!
Unlike the previous match, although Su Ye also switched weapons, his timing was extremely precise.
The scope-on/off speed is maximized; often, it's just a matter of opening the scope the instant someone peeks out, aiming, headshotting, closing the scope, and moving away.
Silky smooth!
"Holy crap, does Brother Feng really have that kind of skill?"
"Was Feng faking it on the fans before, treating them like fools?"
"I think not. Knowing Feng's style, he's most likely using some other cheat!"
"Is there some kind of cheat that allows for one-click operation? The smoothness of this operation is beyond what you'd call a cheat, right?"
"Think about the cheat code that adds money to Feng Ge's account upon death; anything is possible!"
"FGNB, no need for further explanation."
The opposing team was clearly stunned, which was completely different from the previous games.
Su Ye single-handedly defended Site B with a sniper rifle, wiping out all the terrorists who went to Site B.
Su Ye's four teammates were all defending Area A, making it difficult for the terrorists to plant the bomb.
In the end, they decided to launch a full-scale attack on Site B.
Su Ye, possessed by the Grim Reaper, sniped several enemies in quick succession and ended the battle.
"FGNB!" flooded the screen!
Su Ye chuckled. "Brothers, have you seen my true strength? I was just joking around before. Now, watch me show you!"
Starting from the 11th inning, Su Ye began to dominate the match with his exceptional reaction speed.
In some games, the opposing team deliberately avoided the area where Su Ye was guarding, even though Su Ye was the only player there.
Therefore, it becomes very difficult for the opposing team to win a game.
When Su Ye switched sides to the terrorists, the situation became even more one-sided.
Su Ye didn't care about any suicide missions or insurance; he just wanted to have fun first.
Although he is good at games, he has never reached the top level in any game, especially shooting games, which are just average.
The benefits of experiencing peak performance directly now, and the superior responsiveness, are self-evident.
Whether it's firing after spotting someone or retaliating after someone else fires first, the shots are precise and fast.
"Holy crap, Feng-ge's really awesome now!"
"Brother Feng is really good at pretending. He first used a suicide strategy to feed the enemy team and then showed off his super strength to slaughter them."
"Thank goodness I didn't bet on the Rockets before the game started, or I would have lost a lot of money."
The match ended with a score of 16 to 11. Although the final score wasn't exaggerated, it's worth noting that Su Ye's side had lost 10 consecutive games before that.
From 0-10 to 16-11, you can imagine how the opposing team felt in the following dozen or so games.
"Brothers, how's it going? Pretty good, huh?" Su Ye started bragging in the live stream, "Back in the day, several professional CS clubs wanted me to play for them, but I turned them all down."
Su Ye kept everyone in suspense, and the viewers in the live chat fell for it, eagerly asking questions.
Su Ye said in a serious tone, "My buddy said that CS is just a personal hobby, and streaming is my life. I can't abandon the brothers in the streaming room to pursue self-realization~"
"..."
"I thought the first sentence was true, but the last sentence completely gave it away."
"Feng Ge actually gave up the professional arena for us, I'm so moved!"
"Tears welling up +1"
"Tears welling up +2"
"Is what you upstairs saying true? Can Brother Feng really be telling the truth?"
"Catch a naive and innocent girl."
Su Ye laughed heartily, "The past is gone, let's not talk about it anymore, let's continue the friendly match. Everyone who wants to play, log on."
After a while, Su Ye's group was full, but the opposing group had very few members and couldn't get enough.
"Hey guys, why aren't you online yet?"
A few scattered comments floated across the live stream chat: "What the hell are you doing? Just letting the other side get humiliated?"
Su Ye realized that he had intimidated his viewers by performing too well.
"Hey guys, let's team up and do some matchmaking, stomp some random guys~"
Su Ye's suggestion was widely accepted, and the game match was completed shortly afterward.
The live stream chat was filled with people mourning for the stranger on the other side.
The situation is exactly the same as this one.
Lose 10 games first, then win a dozen or so games in a row and finally win.
"Brother Feng, do you have a masochistic streak? You were playing against Jill for the first ten games!"
"You don't understand, upstairs. Brother Feng gives the other side a glimmer of hope first, then ruthlessly shatters it. That's the ultimate form of torture."
"Torturing Brother Feng like this, what a wicked person!"
Su Ye didn't know what to say either; he needed to die a certain number of times before his "hang" would be more effective.
One afternoon, Su Ye played games with his friends and won 10 games in a row.
As the number of matches increased, Su Ye's reaction speed in real life improved, and the number of matches he needed to lose decreased.
In the final game, which was close to midnight, Su Ye won 16 consecutive games, giving his opponent a clean sweep.
"Is Brother Feng finally giving up on his act?"
"Brother Feng has gone to great lengths to improve the experience for his fans."
"Looks like Brother Feng is in a hurry to end the broadcast, look how fast he did it!"
"Why not just rename Feng Ge as the Chinese Gun God? With that skill, he should have no problem playing in professional matches."
Su Ye felt very good about herself. In reality, her neural reaction speed had increased by more than 20 points, and she felt much younger.
However, he didn't plan to play professionally. He just streamed various games and played online, which was fine with him.
Su Ye was planning to play a few more rounds, since it was only just past midnight, but suddenly there was a knock on his door.
A clear, sweet female voice came from outside the door: "Brother Su, I made some late-night snacks, do you want some?"
The live chat exploded again.
"Wait a minute! It's past midnight, why is there still a woman in the house?"
"Sister-in-law Feng? Wait a minute, didn't Brother Feng just break up a few days ago?"
"Do any of you big-breasted guys know what happened?"
Su Ye was speechless. What was Zhu Yan up to? Why was she coming over in the middle of the night?
However, given the current situation, continuing the live stream is no longer appropriate.
"Brothers, it's about time. That's all for today's stream. See you tomorrow afternoon at the same time for the suicide rush!"
"Don't go! Let your sister-in-law show her face."
"Supporting Sister-in-law's singing!"
"One song! One song!"
Seeing that the comments were getting increasingly absurd, Su Ye simply turned off the live stream.
When the door opened, Zhu Yan was wearing a silk slip dress that only reached her buttocks, barely covering them completely.
Holding a plate of barbecue in both hands, with her arms wrapped around it, she accentuated her already explosive figure even more, making it impossible to cover even half of it.
It was so white it was almost blinding.
Su Ye couldn't help but swallow hard. This Zhu Yan was up to something!