Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
There was no doubt that Ming Shu would win, and it also didnât take much time. The other party hadnât even had the chance to step on their land before they were killed collectively.
There were two ways to win the game.
The first was to kill all players in the other party.
The second was to snatch the small red flags on the other partyâs map.
The small red flagsâ positions were not fixed, and one map could have three to six places be spotted with small red flags. This required the players to know the map well and have the excellent ability of estimation and observation.
Exiting the arena, Ming Shu looked at Wang Heyang. âWhat do you say?â
âThis young brother...â Wang Heyang looked at Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu immediately said, âItâs my first time playing, and Iâm not very familiar with it. But Iâll practice more, so there wonât be any problem.â
This was a deadly strike to Wang Heyang.
It was his first time playing but he only made a few mistakes...
Wang Heyang thought that even if they formed the team, they might not be able to play a match immediately.
âIs he of age?â
âHe just came of age last month,â Qingqiu Zhong answered for Jiang Liu.
Jiang Liu gave him a look and opened his mouth, but in the end, he didnât say anything.
âWhat are your classes in the game?â
Qingqiu Zhong patted his chest and made the promise. âRest assured, our classes have been carefully discussed, and weâve made the best team structure.â
These people who had decided their separate classes in the group in one minute now decided not to refute Qingqiu Zhong.
Wang Heyang was confused as hell. Was the game of Asking Gods he knew a fake? If you called yourself the best team structure, what would the other teams be called?
Ming Shu began to brainwash him: âItâs not important what our classes are, whatâs important is whether or not your teammates are strong...â
Wang Heyang felt quite dizzy accepting such a brainwash, and his mind was filled with violent aesthetics now.
âWell... okay then. If itâs convenient for you, I need you to come to NS and sign contracts. Iâll prepare a training room and handle the team matters for you.â
Anyway, their club had originally planned to form a team, and now they could just take a shot on these people. If it didnât work, they could find other players.
Yellow Crane Returning West: âIâm abroad, so Iâm afraid I canât come. Can you just fax me?â
Tonightâs Moon: âIâll have to go to work. Can you just fax me?â
Overlapped Moon and Sun: âI donât have enough time, either...â
Qingqiu Zhong: âIâm about to take a business trip and donât have the time. Where are you, Xigui (Returning West)? Perhaps we could meet, face to face.â
Yellow Crane Returning West: âIâm in the US.â
Qingqiu Zhong: âWhat a coincidence. Iâll fly this evening, so letâs go drinking then.â
Yellow Crane Returning West: âOkay.â
Qingqiu Zhong: âI remember that Jiang Liu and Wind God are in the same city, right?â
Jiang Liu: âYes yes.â
Qingqiu Zhong: âThen Wind God and Jiang Liu will sign the contracts on behalf of us, great. Itâs settled then. I have some things to do, so Iâll leave now. See you next time.â
Wang Heyang: ??? Wait, no, what exactly are these people!
They went offline quickly.
As the Host knew, Yellow Crane Returning West and Qingqiu Zhong were both rich big brothers.
Jiang Liu was a student.
Overlapped Moon and Sun and Tonightâs Moon were mysterious and she didnât know much about them, but they were by no means short of money.
So these people joined the club for one thing: It was because of the Host. As for another reason, they just took it for fun and played the role of amateurs.
Only Ming Shu and Jiang Liu were left on the spot.
Ming Shu turned her head and smiled at Wang Heyang tenderly.
Wang Heyang: â...â We want to recruit professional players!
After exiting the game, Wang Heyang told Ming Shu that he needed some time to draft a unique contract.
Ming Shu left him her contact information, and then left the NS Club.
Those protesters around the next building were still there, but right now, they were quiet and surrounded by police cars.
âMove, move!â
A doctor pushed a stretcher and rushed past Ming Shu like a gust of wind. He squeezed into the crowd, and the protesters stepped back one after another.
Ming Shu saw the blood on the ground from the gap.
The doctor and nurse quickly lifted a person onto the stretcher, performed a simple hemostasis, then returned swiftly.
They ran very fast, and Ming Shu only saw the person on the stretcher leaving his hand hanging down from the cot when they passed by. There was a red thread tied around the wrist.
The ambulance drove away with sharp wails.
While Ming Shu was waiting for a taxi, she heard some people talking.
âWas that the president of Huanyao Group?â
âIt seemed to be... Whoâs so bold to have stabbed Huanyaoâs president?â
âThese people are awful. Advanced technology will bring convenience to everyone, why do they want to protest? They donât try hard enough to adapt, but blame society for moving too fast.â
âRight... Ah! Someone livestreamed a game with Wind God.â
âReally? Let me have a look.â
The people beside Ming Shu gathered together to watch the livestream playback, meanwhile the real Wind God got into a car slowly.
...
Ming Shu didnât go to Jintian, and Jintian also didnât call her. They probably just opted to forget the matter altogether
Wang Heyang sent the contract on the third day. Ming Shu read through it and made sure that there were no loopholes, then sent it to the others.
Yellow Crane Returning West soon sent his modified version back. He crossed the rules that they had to accept training on time and stay in the training room.
Two articles with somewhat vague definitions were also ruled out, and several other articles were added.
Ming Shu didnât care about these details much, so she wasnât bothered. She just sent Yellow Crane Returning Westâs modified version to Wang Heyang again.
After another round of bargaining, the contract was finally settled.
On the day of signing, Jiang Liu also came.
Jiang Liu was still a high school student.
He was a little stunned to see Ming Shu.
After a long while, he called, âWind God...â
How come it was a she?
Theyâd always thought Wind God was a he...
âLetâs go.â
âEuh...â Jiang Liu followed Ming Shu upstairs in a dumbfounded daze.
There were quite a lot of people in the NS Club. As Ming Shu walked in, many of them looked up and measured her with their eyes.
âWho are they...â
âThe new team for Asking Gods...â
âAsking Gods has a team now?â
âLook at their pretty faces, is the club going to produce a star team?â
âHey, arenât they all wholesome handsome boys and beautiful girls in todayâs teams? Who doesnât love pretty faces now...â
Playing games was also a profession for young people only. Jiang Liu was right at his peak, and no one felt it strange.
But NS had a rule that they wouldnât sign contracts with underaged children, and that was why Wang Heyang had asked the previous question.
After they signed the contracts, Wang Heyang led Ming Shu and Jiang Liu to the newly prepared training room.
The equipment in the training room was one from recent advertising, and Jiang Liu touched them admiringly as soon as he went in. âHas this been put on the market yet? Iâve heard that itâs 100% authentic.â
âYes, thatâs right.â Wang Heyang sounded proud.
âI... Can I have a try?â
Wang Heyang nodded.
Jiang Liu immediately put on the helmet and logged into the game.
The training room was full of sunshine. In addition to the space for playing games, there was also a recreation area for fitness, rest, and reading. The space was very large.
âMiss Ji, youâll have this training room then. The next seasonâs competition will hold its registration contest in a month, you... you should practice for that.â
There were only two people in a team...
This was the weirdest team he had ever met.
How come he agreed to this?
Was he crazy?
Miss Ji Heâs beautiful smile ought to be blamed...
After waiting for Wang Heyang to leave, the neighboring team immediately ran over to visit. They thought the club had not recruited enough people and there were only two in the team: Ming Shu and Jiang Liu.
Then they were told that the team had been fully formed and the rest of the players just had not shown up here yet.
Everyone was a little horrified.
When they formed their team, it took them a very long two months.
But Asking Gods had actually formed a team within such a short time?