Vol 2 Chapter 378: Uncle

"Hey, I feel like you, what happened to you?" After Xiaoshen was killed, he returned to the landing space and established a voice communication with Feng Shou.
"Deleting the mail..." I couldn’t help but return to the road. Obviously, when he said this, he was not idle.
"Haha...has not finished yet." Xiao sighed and smiled.
At midnight, he and the newsletter also communicated once. The list of invited players was just announced on the official website, and the mailbox of the brother was just fried...
"I am almost the same as I expected..." Feng did not know, "This time is properly made famous. In the last three days to a week, I have prepared myself to handle thousands of emails every day..." I paused. "After a while, when the heat of this matter recedes, it may be better. But... I am afraid I will never return to the unknown ideal situation. I used to listen to Jian Shao (Frenzy Jianying). Well, a well-known player like him, it is common to receive dozens of strangers' emails after going online. In the future, my situation should become like this..."
"I see that there are countless people who can't ask for this kind of treatment..." Xiao sighed.
"Oh... it’s actually good, you don’t have to play the preliminaries... I’m much easier.
Feng Jie said,
Yes, how was your first game in the preliminaries?

"Oh... losed." Xiao sighed.
"Oh." The seal is very calm.
"Hey! The reaction is too cold!" Xiao sighed back. "It seems like I lost it!"
"It’s not a big deal to lose a game." Feng did not know, "[The Battle of Worm] has to play 50 games. As long as you don’t lose four games in advance, the problem is not big..."
"It's easy to say... There are only 3,000 players in the game, and only 3,000 players can enter the battle of the cricket, and players who win 15 games at any stage of the Battle of the worm will advance directly." Xiao sighs and says with a heart "The player who played 50 games in total, the best record in theory is forty-seven wins and three defeats. If you can't achieve a fifteen-game winning streak, if you want to advance, you have to work hard toward this record."
"Don't worry." Feng did not know, "Forty wins should be guaranteed to advance."
"Ah?" Xiao sighed a bit, and with his friendship with Jiao Ge, it was enough to judge a lot of things from the tone of the other party's speech, so when he heard this sentence, he knew that it was a comparison. The determined attitude is said.
"How do you know?" Xiao sighed. "This kind of thing, even the people inside the game company can't tell?"
"Fudge." Feng does not know.
"You two words... is it a complete answer, or a generalization..." Xiao sighed and twitched.
I didn’t know the meaning of Xiaoshen, so I began to explain directly:
It’s good from the day of the public beta... In less than twenty-four days, people who can reach 30 or above are Limited. You said, 'This game has millions of players', this is actually nonsense... Those who do not meet the registration conditions can be ignored.
Your competitor is a player who has more than 30 levels and has signed up in addition to ten seed players. Those who meet these conditions are far from a million people. It is not bad to be able to break through 100,000 people. Among them, there are some eagerly eager to use double experience cards or find someone to take (one of the regular business of game studios, four To five professional players with one or two bosses to play the script, to ensure that the customs clearance) can only participate in the game. These guys are all sending boys, and they only have one dozen between them. If they encounter players who are physically and practically trained, they will surely lose. It is only a matter of time before the four games are eliminated.
As for the situation of winning 15 consecutive games, although it does exist in theory, it is difficult to be fair. Under the principle of absolutely random queuing, what can happen. In the 15 consecutive heads-ups, as long as there is a strong player who is equal to his own strength, or a player who restrains his specialization, the winning streak will be interrupted.
From a probabilistic point of view... the higher the player's ranking on the combat power leaderboard, the higher the chances of completing the move. Players ranked after one hundred, the hope of achieving a fifteen-game winning streak is already very embarrassing. So... full of calculations, three thousand people in a quota, the number of places occupied by the winning streak, one hundred is almost the same.
Most people need to play 50 games and watch the winning percentage.

He said that he paused here and then said: "Now look at the best record of your theory - forty-seven wins and three losses, which is basically a super high standard with a difficulty equal to fifteen-game winning streak. ......"
"Well..." Xiao sighed thoughtfully.
"This system is not bad. The winning streak and the set-up of the losing streak will reduce the probability that you will encounter strong and weak players." Feng continued to say, "Open the character factor... Normally You play 50 games, and the opponents and the five slags that you meet may not add more than five.
For the remaining forty-five games, the ones you are facing are all opponents in the same strength range.
As long as your pk level is slightly above the average, your winning percentage cannot be less than 50%, which is equivalent to having won twenty-three games. And can you advance? Just look at the remaining twenty-two games, how much you can win. And... In those character bureaus, you have more opponents, or more than five slags.

"Ah... all in all..." Xiao sighed. "The qualifying situation is much more optimistic than I expected."
"Yes." Feng Jie did not know. "In my opinion... the minimum baseline for the qualifying line, maybe at thirty-five...even lower, you don't have to accumulate and lose to fifteen games, there is a possibility of qualifying."
"Okay..." Xiaoshen listened to the analysis of the brother, and it was a lot of peace of mind. "Yes, when it comes to the character bureau...I know who I met in the first game?"
"Listen to your tone, is it defeated by a strong enemy?" Feng did not know.
"It’s seven kills! The seven kills of the dragon brothers and their associations!" Xiao sighed stressed.
"Oh..." Feng did not know how to read, "That is indeed a opponent."
"As soon as I think about the guy you have won, I am not surprised that you have entered the list of invited players..." Xiao sigh said.
The cloak battled for a battle, and the seal did not know how to boast in the face of Xiaoshen several times, so the latter knows a lot.
"In terms of you now... should you be able to make a move with him?" asked Feng.
"Yes, it's just a fight." Xiao sighed, "I feel that the gap between me and the top players in your team is still very big..."
"Oh... if you put it in a decade ago, you can shoot me out..." I didn't feel a spit.
"Ah? What?" Xiao sang asked inexplicably.
"Nothing... I talked casually." Feng Jie was distracted to delete the e-mail. He was distracted and said that he missed his mouth. He immediately concealed it. "I seem to have said something in the movie... Don't care...

"Oh..." Xiao sang didn't think much, and replied: "Well... then you will delete the mail, I will try another few games."
"Go and go." Feng did not know, "hang up."
The communication between the two was interrupted, and he felt a sigh of relief. "Call... really dangerous..." he said to himself. "I only want to encourage him in my mind... I didn't talk about it..." He stopped The next thing, take a deep breath, a little memory flashes in front of his eyes, filled with blood and mourning. "At that time... that kid is absolutely crazy..."
............
The words are divided into two, at this moment, a 1v1 killing game is being unfolded between two invited players. They are [waste wood uncle], and [the corpse knife is king].
The shape of the firewood uncle is completely untrimmed... a messy short hair, a sloppy scum, a pair of sunglasses, a pair of brown pajamas, and a flip-flop on the foot.
The corpse knife is a green and black uniform. The coat is printed with a badge on the left chest. The pattern is a finely crafted scimitar with a black "knife". The players in their studios basically have no special features, they all keep the same inch, dressed in uniform costumes, the law of name is to add a "strike" or "king" suffix after the nickname.
On the maple leaf forest, the moon is empty.
The tree is clear at night, killing is like a shuttle.
At this time, the two have already handed in the number, and one of them has already shown a decline.
"What a joke..." The knives retreated as the king retreated, picking up a long scorpion on the ground. It was a weapon that was shaken from his hands dozens of seconds ago...
"This should be my line..." When Duan Chai spoke, there was still a cigarette in his mouth. "You are the first master of the corpse knife. It is also the top 20 man in the combat power ranking, weak. It’s too bad to be like this.

"You..." The knives have no expression on the king's face, but they are shocked and angry in the heart. He secretly said: "It was just a casual killing game to practice. It was a monster... This guy is only the fifth? It is impossible... I have been handcuffed with the drunk, and this wastewood is much stronger than being drunk..."
"I have heard some rumors about your studio, call..." Wastewood uncle spit out a cigarette and said, "You are using ‘medicine’, right?

"I don't know what you are talking about..." The knives wiped the blood from the corner of the mouth and used the other side to adjust the breathing between them and look for opportunities.
And Duan Chai only stood there smoking with a standing stance, and continued. "The corpse has been ranked fifth in the community combat power list, and in the top 20 of the ranks, You have the most places, but you are the first master of this corpse... The actual combat ability is really shocking me..." He sneered and took a sip of smoke. "It is a drug that can suppress the value of scare." Well... although it can't be completely controlled at zero, it should be able to keep the value of the scare in a lower range. This way, you can guarantee that every time you pass a script, you can get the evaluation of 'courage is better' and get some experience. reward."
"Oh... you can leave a little bit of speech when you talk. Everything is about evidence." The knives are also sneer at the king. "You are also a well-known player. If you talk around, it destroys the reputation of our company..."
"Evidence... Hehe... Is that important?" Wastewood uncle laughed. "I am just a professional who mixes and eats in the game as a personal person... People are light, even if I see you with my own eyes. People took medicine before lying in the game cabin, what about it? You didn't break the law." He shrugged. "I am a small person, except for playing a game, there is no other strength. You are big. Studio, give me a few lawyers' letters, maybe I can force me to go nowhere. I am a person who stops and stops, can't afford you, and has no time and energy to provoke you." In his tone It’s ridiculous,
The way I can fight with you... is in the game, you are made into meatloaf and put in a paper box...

"The deceit is too much!" The corpse knife was brought up by the king. "I want you to come back!" He screamed, and he took out three purple lights and went away.
The wastewood uncle turned over the palm sleeves, and the palm of the hand was pushed out. The force of the stunned force turned into a gas wall, and the purple light in the air was blocked.
"It seems that you can't make any decent attack." Wastewood, "The result is you..."
The mind is determined and the skills are saved. The firewood uncle stepped forward halfway, and countered a fierce slapper, smashing the purple light, and rushing toward the corpse knife.
"Oh... it’s counted." The knives couldn’t make too many expressions on the king’s face, which also gave him a cover.
At this moment, he made a move to "into the cloud", smashed into the air and disappeared.
"Oh? Run away..." Wastewood uncle said, "No... is..."
Calling - breaking the wind, faster than the player's thoughts.
The long scorpion suddenly fell from the top of the left shoulder of the firewood, and the force of tyranny instantly collapsed its entire left arm...
The battle has changed and a move has been reversed.
The situation of the firewood uncle has turned sharply. The knives are kings relying on a simple hidden and mobile skill, and they will be in a desperate situation.
...at least, he thinks it is desperate.
"Oh... it hurts." Uncle Wood said with a weak voice, turned his head and looked at the left arm that fell on the ground. His left hand still had a cigarette butt. "I haven't finished the root yet... ..."
"Compared to the smoke... Consider yourself first!" The knives were vacant for the king, and the front was reversed. This time, I wanted to take the neck of the firewood.
In the electric light and flint, the firewood uncle made a move that the other party couldn’t figure out. He didn’t hide or shine, standing in the same place...only, his right hand quickly took off his sunglasses and threw them out. ......
A bang... The head is on the ground.
However, the "corpse" of the waste wood and the lack of arms and heads has not fallen, on the other side, behind the sunglasses, another complete waste wood.

Interesting?
said Uncle Wood, who reached out from his pajamas pocket and took out a cigarette and calmly pointed it to himself.
Which posture would you like to lie in the carton?

Looking at the opponent who was resurrected in the original state, the knives felt a deep despair for the king. From the beginning of this battle until the move just now... he has exhausted all the solutions, but the other side uses all kinds of weird The way to resolve, and the results are unscathed...
The next second, the knives for Wang Qiang retired...
The firewood uncle listened to the system prompts in the ear, spit the smoke circle, "Hey... forced back... It seems to be the last resort to preserve dignity, in fact... this is precisely the reaction of the weak..." (To be continued.)