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The first day of the preliminary selection battle began on Saturday at 9 a.m.
But before 8 a.m., the participating teams were already eager to discuss tactics in their group chats, never tiring of it.
Even though most teams had already practiced and discussed tactics during the two days before, they still felt there were countless topics to talk about, and the closer the ti got, the more issues they felt needed to be addressed.
The staff of Cloud Dream “Assassin’s Alliance” operation team also ca to the office more than an hour early, starting to work overti for double pay.
After all, it was a big event, and if overti wasn’t allowed, it would be outrageous, Lincoln wasn’t a stickler for rules, either.
[08:00]
A new batch of Mirages went on sale. After the price plumting disaster last week, the number of users who intended to buy and resell them for profit decreased drastically.
Although there were still profits to be made, the chances of them being stuck with unsold products had increased significantly, especially with the possibility of more consoles being added to the market.
Many people have given up on making this extra money.
As a result, this week’s console sales were much slower than before, no longer selling out in just a few minutes.
[08:30]
Although the consoles were not sold out yet, the three major web live streaming platforms and two mobile live streaming apps in Daxia Country had already started to launch their live broadcast rooms, with the hosts in place.
In fact, Lincoln had thought about inviting the male and female virtual hosts who hosted tropolis News to host and comnt on this event.
However, due to the large workload and extrely high technical difficulty, and the fact that he was still busy designing new NPC behavior chanisms, he eventually had to abandon this interesting idea.
In the end, he invited two real-life ga comntators instead.
These two were not ordinary people, but well-known hosts and comntators in the industry.
The female comntator, “Zara”, had the core advantage of being beautiful and having a sweet voice, and she could talk a lot. When it ca to her favorite gas, she would play tirelessly without rcy on herself.
Her secondary advantage was her amazing figure.
Even a man who had been cold and indifferent from ten years of working at a fishmonger would feel the warmth in his heart reignite when he saw her.
She was the kind of woman who would make any man want to have children with her.
The male comntator, “Ren Jian”, was actually nad “Charlie.”
He beca obsessed with martial arts novels in his youth and once called himself “Cao Renjian,” with his online na being “Renjian,” and that na has stuck ever since.
However, before becoming a comntator, he was an anchor for so ti, and he was very sharp-tongued back then, and was often called “an” by people.
After becoming a comntator, he reford his ways and beca gentle and easy-going, but the audience was already used to the nickna and couldn’t change it…
The two of them were introducing the rules and casually chatting with the players in the studio to warm up the atmosphere.
It’s also worth ntioning that this studio was actually the one where tropolis News was fild.
Both of them used the Mirage to log into the virtual world and did their live comntary in the virtual studio.
This was Lincoln’s last act of defiance…
[08:50]
The constantly rising number of live streaming audience finally began to stabilize.
Players who were ambitious for their scores, such as mbers of major esports clubs, core players, PVP enthusiasts, including Super Tomato, Camille Victoria, and other anchors, all chose to avoid the first day’s sea-selection battle.
It really sounded chaotic with ten thousand people involved, and it was difficult to predict what might happen.
So, although the first day of the seven-day preliminary selection battle was Saturday and many people were off work, it had the second-lowest number of people signing up.
Without the players who didn’t care about their scores and couldn’t wait to experience the new gaplay, the number ot sign-ups might have even been the lowest.
In contrast, more players chose to play it safe and watch what this sea-selection battle was all about first, letting the others test the waters.
Those who wanted good scores but still signed up on the first day probably fell into two categories: those who were extrely confident in their own abilities. And those who didn’t like to think much and just wanted to charge forward.
[09:00]
The sea selection battle on the first day officially began!
All registered players initiated the teleportation, and nearly ten thousand “teorites” streaked across the sky, carrying long tails of fla as they crashed into the suburbs of the tropolis! Each teorite marks a player’s arrival.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
Agonizing screams echoed through the clear sky!
Yi’s scream was particularly horrible, and the live broadcast room’s comnts were flooded instantly:
“Killing a pig for the New Year!”
“Happy New Year!”
“Disgraceful!”
Comntator Ren Jian was the first to speak: “A grand entrance for the opening!”
Zara followed up imdiately: “I hope the players don’t have a fear of heights.”
Ren Jian took the cue to explain to the audience: “Don’t worry, those who have a fear of heights won’t arrive in the ga world in this manner.”
“During registration, there were relevant options. Players who really have a fear of heights wouldn’t have such a cool arrival process.” Zara looked regretful.
“That’s right, they use a third-person perspective to get an overhead view of their landing location and gather so terrain information. After the player lands and their arrival is complete, they will be teleported directly in.”
Nearing the ground at a 5-ter distance, an invisible force slowed down all the falling players, allowing them to land safely.
No harm was done to them other than emotionally.
The first thing Yi did upon landing was to open the team chat system, and an earpiece appeared out of thin air.
He put on the earpiece and imdiately began reporting his location: “I don’t recognize this place. It should be a new map, but I see a huge tree in front of , can you guys see it?”
“Yes!”
“We see it!”
Teammates responded one after another.
“OK, let’s gather under the tree and be careful!” Yi took action quickly.
As he walked, he checked his equipnt and discovered to his dismay that his backpack was empty, and he couldn’t even find a water gun! The only weapon he had was a dagger slightly longer than his palm.
“Well, better than nothing.”
Yi returned the dagger to his waist and walked steadily towards the direction of the tree.
While still in the sky, he had his eye on that spot, which had low, run-down houses nearby, and the buildings were only two or three stories tall, looking worn and uninhabited.
The tree, however, was as tall as six or seven stories and very conspicuous, making it an excellent place to et up with teammates!
However, before he could walk for even two minutes, a teammate scread for help: “Help! Quickly, save ! Two people are beating up! I’m bleeding!” “Location!”
“Co to first! Soone has a gun! They are shooting in the back! If it weren’t for [Assassin Bloodline] kicking in, I would have been headshot!” “There’s also ! too! I got stabbed! Damn, that sneaky bastard ambushed
One after another, teammates asked for help in distress. Yi’s anxiety turned into regret as he realized that since the tree was so conspicuous, it’s likely to attract both allies and enemies!
The chance of eting an opponent unexpectedly greatly increased!
Even if they considered the perspective of their opponents, it would be easy to prepare an ambush for those heading to the tree!
Yi was filled with remorse as he reminded his teammates to stay vigilant and watch out for enemy ambushes while running towards his nearest teammate.
After rounding a street corner, Yi saw an open dump truck parked on the side of a courtyard.
A daring idea ca to him: Since there aren’t many people with guns at this ti, and most of the players are still using daggers and even fists to fight, then…
Who can withstand my Mud Truck Divine Fist’s strike?
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