Translator:
StarveCleric
Editor:
Milkbiscuit
Xia Shangzhou:
Your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you. Our boss really did get killed by a bot! How humiliating…
Lu Benlai:
I’m so triggered! How can our boss die to some bot?!
Under Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou’s merciless mocking, Lin Jiage silently placed down his phone.
Without Lin Jiage, their main attacker, the team barely got into the final circle before being wiped out.
…
Shi Yao assumed that [111111] probably suffered from a lapse in concentration due to some urgent matter happening on his side.
However, in the fourth round, [111111]’s performance was even more appalling.
At the very start of the game, he parachuted in a direction very different from everyone else.
And that wasn’t all. He actually opened his parachute when he was nowhere near the ground, resulting in him drifting in the air for quite some time.
When he finally landed on the ground, no one could tell what he was doing either. A long time later, the mark of a car appeared on his avatar on the minimap.
Shi Yao thought that he was driving it over to fetch them, but after waiting for a while, she found that he was driving further and further away from them.
Perplexed, Shi Yao tapped on the minimap to check on [111111]’s current location, and what she saw left her completely speechless—[111111] had actually driven his car into the boundless ocean!
In the fifth round, [111111] didn’t try parachuting on his own anymore, and instead opted for the ‘follow parachute’ option instead.
After landing, he happened to land near the same house as Shi Yao.
The very self-aware Shi Yao knew better than to pick up the good stuff, leaving them all for [111111] instead.
But as if he was a wooden dummy, [111111] stood by the window, not moving at all. When he finally came to and started playing, he ended up taking the completely harmless smoke grenade instead.
Even the mic-less Shi Yao had no idea how to express her speechlessness at this moment. Unable to stand it anymore, she sent over a line of [?????]
.
[111111] didn’t reply to her, and instead fell motionless once more.
Thus, Shi Yao typed out another line: [Why aren’t you picking up anything?]
This time, before Shi Yao could send out the message, [111111] was already killed by a grenade tossed over from the opposite house.
The sixth match, the seventh match, the eighth match, the ninth match… Well, needless to say, Mister Numbers behaved as if he was possessed. Hammered to death, crashed to death, smacked to death, drowned to death… All in all, there was not a single match that he managed to survive for too long.
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There seems to be something wrong with our boss’s performance?
‘Something’ wrong? It should be ‘very’ wrong! I’ve never seen such a noob boss before! This isn’t my boss! The boss in my heart is a peerless player, an existence whose radiance could outshine even the sun and the moon!
Boss, did someone hack your account?
Brother, hacking another person’s account is extremely shameless behavior. I’ll have to ask you to logout immediately.
The tenth round had started. Lin Jiage ignored the two relapsing lunatics, tore out his earphones and tossed aside his phone, choosing to leave his avatar hanging in the game.
In order to stop himself from looking at Shi Yao, he chose to lie down on the sofa and close his eyes.
Yet, barely half a minute after he managed to empty his mind, those long and slender legs of Shi Yao’s managed to creep their way into his thoughts.
The various symptoms he had experienced while playing the game immediately resurfaced—dryness in his mouth, an anxiously leaping heart, a heat devouring his body…
With his eyes tightly closed, Lin Jiage took deep breaths, only to feel his mouth grow even drier, his heart started beating even more furiously, and a greater heat consumed his entirety.
Calm down, calm down! 1+1 equals to… 1+1 equals to… 1+1 equals to Shi Yao’s slender legs…
The heck!
Unable to take it any longer, he leaped up from the sofa and grabbed a set of home clothes before entering the bathroom.
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Author’s Note:1+1＝?
