Chapter 1735 - 1735 Side Story: The Expectations of the Mediocre (6)
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1735 Side Story: The Expectations of the Mediocre (6)
Translator: Nomyummi
Editor: GravityTales
Captain Zhang Yiweiâs face was ashen.
He could only look up to the first generation Gods, Ye Qiu and Han Wenqing. They had never been teammates.
At the same time, his batch mates, Sun Zheping and Zhang Jiale, quickly reached the top and left him behind.
Furthermore, last seasonâs rookie, Wang Jiexi, had pressed Zhang Yiwei and many other senior players to the ground with an unstoppable momentum.
This season, another rookie had defeated him. When Huang Shaotianâs sword light slashed down, Zhang Yiweiâs reactions were extremely slow. He wasnât even as good as Fang Minghua. He vaguely remembered that Fang Minghua had managed to seize a few healing opportunities among Huang Shaotianâs fierce attacks in an attempt to help him stabilize the situation. However, his own performance was too bad, too bad. He hadnât done anything effective.
âA four-step physical gun skill? Itâs not enough, not enough, not enough!!â
During the process of being killed, comments kept appearing in the chat box. Even now, they were like sharp blades stabbing his heart.
âCaptain.â Seeing that Zhang Yiwei was still sitting on the stage, Samsaraâs members surrounded him.
âIâm fine.â Zhang Yiwei waved his hand and stood up.
âWe lost this round again,â said Zhang Yiwei.
Everyone was silent.
âAre we really⦠not strong enough?â Zhang Yiwei asked.
Everyone recalled Sun Zhepingâs straightforward words from the previous round and could only smile bitterly.
Team Blue Rainâs players walked to the center of the stage to pay their respects to the audience, happily enjoying their victory. Meanwhile, Samsaraâs players could only watch enviously from the side as they retreated towards the player passageway.
The audience didnât give them much attention. It could even be said that the attention they received now was even less than the attention received by any individual in the audience.
As Blue Rainâs trainee, Fang Rui was currently discussing this victory delightfully with his friends while wantonly laughing at their opponents.
âThat Sharpshooter is really a bit of a noob. If this is the current level of the Allianceâs strongest Sharpshooter, then to be honest, I can do it myself!â Fang Rui sighed.
However, before his companions could agree, he heard a commotion behind him.
âWhatâs wrong, whatâs wrong?â Fang Rui was completely enjoying the show. He quickly diverted his attention and leaned forward to look back, only to bump into a figure rushing over.
âAiyo.â Fang Rui leaned to the side. Luckily, his hand was fast enough to grab onto the back of the chair. Even though he was the culprit who had suddenly leaned from his seat towards the aisle, he was the first to complain. âWhy were you walking towards others?â
âIâm sorryâ¦â The person who bumped into him quickly apologized and supported Fang Rui.
âWhat happened?â Fang Rui was still concerned about the commotion. He continued to look behind him, but he didnât see anything major. There were just quite a few female audience members pointing in his direction. Their target seemed to be the person who had bumped into him. Fang Rui carefully looked at the person who had bumped into him and immediately became jealous.
How could he be so handsome?
Fang Rui was very annoyed.
At this moment, this person was still supporting him with an awkward expression.
âAlright, come with me,â said Fang Rui to him.
âHuh?â The man was stunned.
âWe can go out from here too.â Fang Rui walked in front.
âThis way?â The player looked in the direction Fang Rui was walking. He was walking towards the stage.
âIâm from Blue Rain. Iâm taking you through the player passageway. Are you coming or not?â Fang Rui was getting impatient.
âOh.â The man replied and followed him.
The female audience only noticed a handsome young man in the audience. They pointed and looked at him, but did not do anything else. When they saw that the person was heading in the opposite direction, they began to leave.
Fang Rui looked at this person and let out a long sigh. He didnât think much of him. âItâs nothing.â
That person scratched his head and smiled, not saying anything.
âAre you here to watch the match too?â Fang Rui asked.
âYes.â The man nodded.
âWhose side are you on?â Fang Rui asked.
âUhâ¦â The man hesitated. The answer was obvious.
âHow pitiful.â Fang Rui sympathized with him.
âItâll be fine,â said the other party suddenly.
âHow could they be better than Blue Rain?â Fang Rui asked disdainfully. âWith me next year, Team Blue Rain will only become even more terrifying,â said Fang Rui as he waved his hand.
The other party smiled again and did not speak.
âHowever, itâs very courageous for you to stand on Samsaraâs side. Tell me, what about Samsara attracted you?â Fang Rui asked.
âI have a friend there,â said the other party.
âThen thereâs nothing else to say.â Fang Rui nodded, agreeing with this reason.
âDo you want to go up the competition stage and take a look?â As they walked past the stage, Fang Rui suddenly had a new idea.
âAlright.â The man nodded.
The two of them walked onto the stage together. There were already staff members coming up and cleaning up the stage in an orderly manner.
Fang Rui walked to the center of the stage and stood there in an imposing manner, looking around.
âItâll be my turn next year.â He hooted grandly.
âFang Rui!â In the end, someone shouted his name.
Fang Rui subconsciously shrunk his neck and turned his head. It was a member from Blue Rain.
âI have to go! Just follow that path and walk out.â Fang Rui quickly pointed out the path and ran towards Blue Rainâs players.
âThank you.â Fang Rui heard the person behind him speak.
âWhatâs your name?â Fang Rui turned around and asked as he ran backwards.
âZhou Zekai,â said that person.
âWhen you make your debut and become famous, remember me.â Fang Rui waved at him and turned to run.
Zhou Zekai looked at Fang Rui and waved his hand.
He was the only one left in the center of the stage. He looked around and saw that most of the audience had already left. When he looked up, there were only empty seats. This made him feel much more relaxed. He let out a huge sigh of relief. Then, he turned his head and looked at the professional player booths. He wanted to go closer and take a look, but he saw that the staff members were already busy removing the booths. In the end, he didnât go forward.
At this moment, two more people ran onto the stage. They wore Team Samsaraâs team uniform and rushed straight to Team Samsaraâs booth. Half of the computers and seats had already been taken down. The person at the front suddenly panicked and started asking a staff member about something. Meanwhile, the person beside him lowered his head and scanned the area. Then, he shook his head and his gaze met Zhou Zekaiâs.
Zhou Zekai smiled.
Fang Minghua was stunned, but he still nodded politely at the person and went to Tong Linâs side.
âHow was it?â He asked
âHeâs asking.â Tong Lin looked at the staff member who went to make a call.
âWeâll find it.â Fang Minghua comforted him.
âThe card is actually nothing, but there are two important things in the account. We canât lose them or let them be damaged,â said Tong Lin. âNo, I have to quickly report the loss of the card.â
Tong Lin fumbled for his phone, while Fang Minghua turned his head and saw the young man standing in the middle of the stage walking towards them.
Fang Minghua looked at him.
âFang Minghua.â The other party walked over and actually called out his name.
âAh? Who are you?â Fang Minghua was stunned.
âZhou Zekai,â said the other person.
âAh?â Fang Minghuaâs eyes widened. After last weekâs match, he had already told Zhou Zekai that he wanted Zhou Zekai to come visit Team Samsara if he had time, but he hadnât expected to meet Zhou Zekai here.
âHow did youâ¦â Fang Minghua had just said three words when he was interrupted by Tong Linâs ecstatic voice.
âDid you find it? Thank you, thank you. Where can I get it?â Tong Lin said to the staff with a surprised expression.
âHeâs coming over. Heâll bring it over immediately. Please wait a moment,â said the staff.
âThank you, thank you!â Tong Lin thanked them happily before noticing Fang Minghua and Zhou Zekai.
âIs this your friend?â Tong Lin asked Fang Minghua.
âHeâs the Sharpshooter I want to introduce to the team,â said Fang Minghua.
âOh?â Tong Lin immediately began to size up Zhou Zekai.
âHello, my name is Zhou Zekai.â Zhou Zekai introduced himself.
âIâm Tong Lin from Team Samsara.â Tong Lin reached out and shook Zhou Zekaiâs hand.
âI heard that your Sharpshooter isnât bad?â Tong Lin asked.
âHeâs alright,â said Zhou Zekai.
âDid you bring your account card?â Tong Lin asked.
âYes.â Zhou Zekai nodded.
âBig brother, are you going to clean up this place immediately? If we use the computer for a few minutes, will we get in the way?â Tong Lin turned around and asked the staff member. After getting his approval, he immediately found a seat and sat down.
âCome, give it a try,â said Tong Lin.
âOh.â Zhou Zekai walked over.
Two minutes later.
âHuh?â Zhou Zekai realized that there was no reaction from his controls.
âThey cut off the Internet.â Tong Lin stood up. He looked at Zhou Zekai, then at Fang Minghua, who was behind him. Fang Minghua was doing his best to hold back his laughter. He had never doubted Zhou Zekaiâs strength. Seeing Zhou Zekai directly competing with a professional player like Tong Lin made him even more confident.
âWho dropped this account card?â At this moment, a staff member who had just arrived raised a Glory account card and asked loudly.
âItâs mine, mine.â Tong Lin rushed over and took the card back with gratitude.
âWell played.â Fang Minghua took the opportunity to praise Zhou Zekai. Even though they had only played for two minutes, Zhou Zekaiâs strength was clearly displayed.
âItâs alright.â Zhou Zekai said the same thing.
âLet me ask you.â After taking back the account card, Tong Lin asked Zhou Zekai, âIs the 3.5-step physical gun skill your limit?â
Zhou Zekai thought about it seriously. âI should be able to take another half a step.â
âA three-step physical gun skill.â Tong Lin was moved. âI was too narrow-minded.â
âHehe.â Fang Minghua laughed like a fool.
âWe need to make some big adjustments.â Tong Lin muttered.
âHuh?â Fang Minghua didnât understand. He looked at Zhou Zekai, who also didnât understand.
âIâm not talking about you.â Tong Lin waved the account card in his hand. âItâs something here.â
âWhat is it?â Fang Minghua asked.
âYouâll know in the future. No, the entire Alliance and all the Glory players will know.â Tong Lin laughed. He held onto the account card in his hand, which contained his blood, sweat, and tears. The silver weapon revolvers, Wildfire and Shattered Frost, were all specially made for Cloud Piercer. However, even if the youth in front of him could only execute a 3.5-step physical gun skill, he had already surpassed most professional Sharpshooter players. Furthermore, he believed that he could still improve by half a step.
Wasnât this what everyone in Samsara had been looking forward to? Thinking about it, Tong Linâs tears suddenly fell.
âWhatâs going on?â Fang Minghua was shocked.
âI can see the future,â said Tong Lin.
Fang Minghua immediately understood what Tong Lin meant. The first time he saw Zhou Zekaiâs Sharpshooter, he thought of the future. He patted Zhou Zekaiâs shoulder and Zhou Zekai smiled.
It was time for Team Samsara to set sail.
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