Chapter 407: Pre-season

Wang Shun looked at the big screen full of snowflakes with sweat pouring out from the corner of his forehead, and his clenched hands were full of cold sweat.

From the center Bai Liu pinned Yuan Guang to the corner, and the moment he lifted his whip and was about to kill him, the big screen suddenly turned into a blurry snowy screen, accompanied by a system alert that appeared in the middle of the jam:

System Alert: Due to the appearance of a summon that is beyond the range of the replica, the system is under full maintenance, the big screen is temporarily unable to broadcast the contents of the match, please wait until the end of the maintenance.

We apologize for not being able to provide you with a good movie-going experience.

From that time until now, the big screen that's supposed to broadcast what's on the field has snowballed all the way to the present.

Russell Cemetery has a tendency to engage in fog tactics to obscure the screen, so there weren't a lot of spectators willing to come to the game today, and with this long overdue malfunction and the climactic Deer Hunter vs. Killer Sequence mid-season game over there, half of the already sparse crowd in the spectator pool was gone again.

This makes while surveying the surrounding situation, while staring at the big screen of Wang Shun heart is anxious and crushed, the remaining light of the end of his eyes from time to time swept his cheeks to look at a snowflake big screen are looking at with great interest Charles, Wang Shun followed his line of sight to see that do not know how long the maintenance of the big screen, and then back to his own system panel, the heart can not help but tighten up! The heart can not help but tighten.

...... what to do, even if the chairman won the other side, Russell Cemetery Warriors this weak betting pool points is certainly not possible to Charles satisfied ......

That's not as much as Charles spent on modifying Bai Liu's weapon, and most of it is still pool money brought in by the traffic they've been attracting since the tournament started.

Wang Shun worried and worried, but also felt sick, actually even began to worry about the opponent's betting pool.

In addition, there is another thing that Wang Shun is particularly worried about - popularity.

He really underestimated the impact of Russell Cemetery's low popularity and magical tactical style, the number of viewers was basically only the basic handicap they brought over, and due to the opposing side's betting pool number was too low, even if they bet on them to win, they wouldn't win much in the end, there weren't many new viewers to place bets, so even the growth rate of their betting pools was severely affected.

Obviously a pre-season final, the betting pool is not growing at a tenth of the rate it did in the double-header against the Rabid Lambs.

Wang Shun was optimistic before the start of the tournament, counting on this match to directly win the whole team the popularity gold medal, only to realize after the start of the tournament that he was incredibly naive.

The mid-season tournament is nearing its end, and the top eight spots in the point totals are basically locked in, with all eight teams having done quite well in the tournament, and the betting pools are astronomically huge, with two teams, the Killer Sequence and the Deer Hunters, being even more exaggerated.

Compared to last year, the base of the Killer Sequence betting pool had doubled seven times, the Deer Hunters had directly doubled eleven times, and teams such as Golden Dawn and the King's Guild had also had new players with extraordinary performances and outstanding appearance joining them, attracting quite a lot of new spectators, and the base had doubled anywhere from four to six times.

In this critical period when the mid-season is coming to an end and the playoffs are about to open, an exodus of popularity towards the pre-season teams is almost impossible, and the big chunk of points circulating in the hands of the players will surely be eaten up by the betting pools of the top eight teams.

To actually expect a preseason game playing a low-popularity team to suck up popularity is ...... so stupid.

Wang Shun smiled bitterly, he was really in too much of a hurry.

He couldn't even sleep well when he thought of the fact that he would soon be facing these monster-like battle groups that were fully equipped and superbly strong, as if they were favored by the gods, and that they didn't have a death-free medal.

Just as Wang Shun sighs and looks down to reflect on himself, there is a sudden commotion from the crowd behind him and they begin to talk:

"The screens over at Midseason have suddenly started maintenance as well ......"

"Wow? What's going on with the league this year, the big screen rarely had problems before except for running into bugs."

"Who's playing on the midseason side now?"

"Killer Sequence and Deer Hunter, halfway through the fight suddenly black screen, said that a player on the field used the rules skills, forced compatibility with multiple copies, the system can not load the screen normally, is maintaining, the audience over there has exploded, all crazy, are going to fight."

Wang Shun's eyes glazed over as he keenly realized that there might be some sort of connection between the black screen over there and the snowy screen over here, and he opened the system panel to start checking the information on the mid-season tournament.

As a result, as soon as he opened the system panel, he saw a blood-red headline crash out:

[Grass! The results are in. I lost the bet! The killer sequence won! Shit. How could this happen? How could this happen?

At the same time Wang Shun heard a mechanical system beep in his ear:

[System alert: Game over.]

Wang Shun jerked his head up to look at the big screen, and the next second he went into respiratory arrest.

[End of the (Wandering Circus) vs. (Russell Cemetery) game.]

[Congratulations to the (Russell Cemetery) team for winning the game.]

The people of Russell Cemetery froze for a long time, then looked at each other in incredulity, embraced each other with tears of joy, and let out a howl.

"The President won!"

"I almost thought Xiaoguang and Qianqian would die!"

"Chairman he didn't lie to us! He said he would definitely bring us back alive!"

Snowflake's screen reverted to darkness, and figures slowly appeared on either side of the screen.

The people of the Russell Cemetery rushed up to greet Yuan Guang and Shi Qian, who came out bewildered, and were embraced by the crowd, then lifted up and thrown into the air, cheered enthusiastically, wept and wished them well.

On the other side came out the bruised Mu Sicheng, Mu Ke, Tang Er to fight and Liu Jiayi to fight them, they did not say a word, Bai Liu walked at the end.

Wang Shun rushed up in amazement, his mind still blank after seeing the result, and the first thing he asked Bai Liu when he saw it was, "How did you lose?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes to look at Wang Shun, as if to open his mouth to say something, but before he could, his eyelids drooped and his body collapsed towards the ground as if he had used up his last ounce of energy.

"Bai Liu!!!"

"President!!!"

Yuan Guang, who was thrown up by his teammates with laughter, reflected the slowly falling Bai Liu in his pupils, and the panicked shouts of the people on the other side and the joyful laughter of the people on the other side intertwined into a trance in his ears.

The memories that had become blurred after using that skill were slowly becoming clearer in Yuan Guang's aching brain.

His palms curled up slightly, the paper texture of the land certificate that had been shoved into his hand by whoever it was, and a little girl's heart-breaking cry, "Bai Liu--"

Yuan Guang remembered.

He looked out of his mind at the young man who had fallen into the arms of the angry-to-the-bone Tang Er hit, wearing a blood-stained white shirt, his shoulder blades so thin that they could be seen through the shirt, and stood calmly with a face that chose no one as the man smirked and raised his gun to him and asked: kill Yuan Guang and Shi Qian, or kill your team members.

Before the game ended, Yuan Guang remembers falling to the ground and seeing the man who looked exactly like this young man, but more mature, smiling as he approached him in the background of the dissipating ruins of the game and speaking to him:

[One day, he'll come to me of his own accord.]

The man's eyes were downcast, as if in pity, gazing at Yuan Guang, who was lying on the ground, with a smile at the corner of his mouth:

[After all, in this world, it costs a lot, a lot, a lot of money for a natural big bad guy like him to try to be good.]

Yuan Guang flips violently from the hand that is holding him up, rolls to the ground, gets to his feet to everyone's astonishment, and then staggers and stumbles toward Bai Liu, who has fallen to the ground.

He remembered.

Yuan Guang's eyes turned red, and he gasped, opening his mouth wide as the name rolled down his throat:

The man bowed his head, smiled and whispered in his ear, [Do you know why?

[Because God doesn't want to see him be a good person.]

"Bai Liu--!!!"

Midseason viewing pool.

The black screen showed:

[The (Killer Sequence) vs. (Deer Hunter) match is over.]

[Congratulations to the (Killer Sequence) team for winning the match.]

The Deer Hunter and Killer Sequence crews come out on each side of the big screen.

Cen Buming steps out slowly from behind the screen with a grim look on his face, not in the best of moods, but Daniel seems unaffected by the loss and continues to giggle and smile lazily.

The overall vibe of the Killer Sequence that won the match on the other side just seemed pretty relaxed.

Bai Yi forked his waist and pointed at Spades and Against the Gods, accusing loudly, "Damn, what the hell have you guys done! You suddenly disappeared on the field, and you didn't even tell us when you unleashed some weird skills, that's outrageous!"

Bai Jiamu has always taken these things in stride, but this time he also frowned in a rare way, "If it's a tactic, it should have been communicated to us beforehand, shouldn't it?"

Liao Ke always smiled and snorted, "Anyway, if you win, it means the tactics are fine, don't you think so, Against the Gods?"

The three of them turned their heads to look at Inverse God and Spades, who were walking at the end of the line and had been parked motionless in place almost since logging out of the game.

Liao Ke was the first to notice something was wrong, he stepped forward and carefully tapped the two on the shoulder, "Against the Gods? Spades?"

The bodies of Reverse God and Spades gently let go, and as if they were senseless, they slowly fell through the gap that the large screen had logged out of.

Liao Ke was quick to open his hand to stop the Adversary's chest, and Bai Jiamu supported Spades' body.

His shoulders sank as he was crushed by Spades' unreserved body weight, snapping to realization, his face instantly hardened, his mouth still barely joking, "Hey? You two were scolded twice, you don't have to pretend to die?!"

The Inverse God's body began to slowly become transparent from the position of his shoulders, and frost grew rapidly from where Spades pressed on Bai Jiamu's shoulders, making his entire body as cold as a lump of ice, so cold that Bai Jiamu had to put him down on the ground.

Bai Yi looked at the situation and froze in place, "What's the situation?"

Liao Ke, the only one who still managed to keep his cool, also had a very dark look on his face, "You guys move Spades back to the Killer Sequence's warehouse and hand over to the Golden Dawn's side, don't let anyone touch him at this time."

"I'll take care of it here in the Adversary."

Bai Yi finally panicked as he looked at the Inverse God whose silhouette had faded to a shadow, "What the hell happened to the Inverse God and Spades?!"

"Spades This side has to be observed again, he is in a special situation, I am not sure for the time being." Liao Ke took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, his hands clenched his fists, "Reverse God side ...... he should have brought out the serious injuries from the game, traumatized to an unconscious state so he automatically logged out of the game."

"It should ...... be okay."

Liao Ke looked towards the disappearing body of the Reverse God, his eyes sunken to the bottom.

If you die here, your wife will surely remarry, Captain.

It's the last, world line where you could possibly be with her.