Chapter 886 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (51)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Fifty-One)
Dizang's face was full of curiosity, and Lance was also a little curious.
"Where do you get all this inside information?"
And they are all true. Does this guy have such a wide network of contacts?
Dizang chuckled, "It's not important. It's enough for you to know that I can ask."
Lance was helpless, "It doesn't really matter whether you ask or not."
This is what it means by default. Dizang clicked his tongue twice and felt that he had really broadened his horizons.
But he still found it strange. "I feel like the league has never been so confused before. This year, it seems like someone has cast a spell on the league because of your incident. There is no order in how things are done."
He really found it strange. Before, the league at most sold more tickets, and then after launching a FMVP skin, they launched a championship signature or something, and they sold them separately to make two waves of money.
At least, apart from anything else, we have always done well in this aspect of the competition, and have never encountered a situation like this year. What happened this year?
Lance understood what he meant and was silent for only half a second.
“Is it possible that it’s not the alliance’s problem, but that there’s something wrong with someone here?”
According to what he knew about the progress of the world, the Beast should have already met the precious daughter of a senior member of the Alliance, and even the precious son of another senior member. Both sides are still unaware of each other's existence, but that does not prevent them from working together.
It's fine if it's just one person, but with the two forces working together, even if there are sober people in the alliance, they can't withstand the push of the two forces.
So this shows how powerful the new legal counsel, Lawyer Bai, who was found for him by his boss, is. Of course, the biggest credit goes to his boss.
The three of them didn't chat for too long in the end. Firstly, everyone was actually quite bored after filming for a few days. Secondly, they were basically the main players in the team. Since they didn't want to play during their free time, they might as well just turn on the computer and train.
Anyway, as professional players, it is impossible for them to stop training and playing games for too long. It would be troublesome to rehabilitate at that time. It is very important for professional players to maintain their touch.
Lance did the same. He turned on the computer in the room and logged into his account.
As soon as he logged in, he saw an unexpected surprise.
Fortunately, in the list, the account with the note "Little Boss" is online.
Lance's originally listless expression immediately became bright, "The young boss is online?"
Now he was finally able to contact someone. Lance threw the phone in his hand, which had a very poor signal, aside, took a look at the opponent's game duration, and sure enough, he clicked on an appointment to form a team.
"The anchor has already seen through it. It's impossible to take the middle lane. No matter which lane the teammates are in, they won't let the anchor take it. In this case, why not invade the opponent's jungle first, then come back and pass by the middle lane. If you're lucky, you might even gain some money when you pass by?"
Song Ning said seriously some crazy words that he himself didn't believe, and the screen was full of comments like "What a poor anchor has gone crazy again."
"I've been watching the streamer for a whole night. Although his points went up, he didn't even succeed in getting past his teammates. It's really pitiful."
"Now everyone should know how our jungler went crazy, right? You should understand after watching the anchor. Let me tell you a horror story. Sometimes high-end games also have this kind of situation. Don't ask me how I know. Thank you for giving me some dignity."
"Okay, we won't ask you how you know. If you understand, you can only say yes."
"To be honest, I don't understand how the streamer got so many weird teammates. If my jungler could have this kind of rhythm, I would definitely let him take over the entire lane and I would just be a tool man."
"I can only say that the current environment of this game is so bad. Except for the top players, it can be said that there is basically no shortage of wiggles and actors at any time."
The barrage was chatting happily, when suddenly I saw a striking prompt flash across the host's screen.
[Your friend 'SXT Team-Robot' has sent you a reservation request, inviting you to play together in the next game. Do you agree? ]
[Yes] or [No]
Dracula, who had a double kill and was about to have a triple kill, apparently also saw this prompt. The skill that was about to be used suddenly had a fatal pause, and the opponent seized the opportunity and rushed over and killed him directly.
The barrage in the live broadcast room also exploded.
"Shit, did I see it wrong? Did I just see SXT Team-Robot???"
“Oh my god, is there such a benefit when watching the anchor’s live broadcast? Hurry up and agree, anchor, hurry up! I want to watch Robot and the anchor play games together! Oh my god, there has been no news about Robot recently, I am so worried!”
"No, what kind of anchor am I watching? He was directly standing up for Robot before, and even beat the opposing technical anchor. The technical anchor also found a substitute player. Now you tell me that he actually knows Robot himself? Holy shit, what kind of awesome anchor is this!"
"No, wait, this isn't a fake ID, is it? Is this really Robot himself?"
"You were stupid earlier. Didn't you see that his ID has a professional special effect? Only professional players' accounts will have this arc special effect when inviting people."
“So, Robot really knows the anchor? We’re about to see Robot and the anchor duo?!”
Song Ning was so excited by their passionate discussion that he wanted to just go offline to escape reality. He silently thanked God that he was still in the fountain after dying and not resurrected, otherwise he might not even know how to control the character later.
But the problem now is that he was broadcasting live, so it must have been seen by everyone. What should we do now?
Song Ning was still struggling when the notification popped up again, along with a message from Robot.
[You don't want to play after this round? I just finished my work and want to play two rounds to relax. If you are busy, forget it. ]
After reading this sentence, Song Ning actually felt a little aggrieved and tired.
He gritted his teeth, glanced at the live broadcast, and clicked to agree to the invitation.
Then he quickly approached the microphone and said, "Well, friends, today's live broadcast will end here. We will continue with the next live broadcast..."
"You're live streaming? Why are you live streaming? Do you think it's fun?"
Robot's voice came from the team microphone. Song Ning's eyes turned black and he cried because of his own stupidity.