I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 75 - 71: Genius Youngster and Mother’s Phone Call

Scorching bullets from the USP.

Pierced through the eSports dreams of five young n and Old Deng.

They disheartenedly removed their headphones.

Coming from all corners of the country, assembled together, today they doubted their life choices after being ruthlessly defeated.

Except for backstabbing, focusing fire, and occasionally leveraging props to win a round with a "No worries, two minutes is also great," directly facing their opponents in a shootout was almost an impossibility.

That USP with its custom skin would et them with two shots to the head—without exception—making the five players want to curse the ga platform’s creators.

How could you say this isn’t cheating?

The paraters are set so high and it’s still not banned?

Using a USP, unarmored, they faced these top-tier players as if confronting a massive threat—could anyone manage against this if it were a full arsenal battle?

Silently, the five of them unanimously decided to quit this wretched ga for the day.

And the four teammates who were equally dominated felt as if they were in a dream.

Riding in a cheat car felt completely different.

That terrifying USP, when charged, displayed world-class breakthrough ability, extre shooting skills, and positional control, easily shattering any foe daring to block its path.

Indeed, the rumored prodigious young talent was unbelievable.

Their four most repeated phrases in the ga chat were: "Holy shit! Aweso! 666!"

Throughout the ga, apart from playing atmosphere creators for the leader, their role was less than half effective.

Even long after the ga ended, they couldn’t help but savor the experience.

...

In the high-tech eSports room, Liu Junqiang took out a cigarette, deeply inhaled, and then lay back in the gaming chair, unable to snap back to reality.

He had heard about the prowess of this "No worries, two minutes is also great" occasionally in forums like Tieba and Little Black Box, even stumbling upon so strears who collided with this player, complaining in videos that this person played like a cheater.

However, this player wasn’t online often, and he had never encountered him.

But today, he personally experienced this guy’s fearso reputation for the first ti.

Although the five of them were not regular players together, they were high-scoring, skilled strears or even professional players with solid shooting skills and teamwork.

Yet against this individual.

The skills they once prided themselves on seed worthless.

As a forr professional player who had been on a Professional Team, this was his most frustrating encounter. Never on the professional stage had he t soone with such an exaggerated personal capability.

Facing this "No worries, two minutes is also great," they had to stick together, focus fire, ti their sneak attacks or try using props to limit him, leaving no chance for a head-on 1v1 shootout.

Otherwise, the opponent would unhesitatingly land two shots to the head.

Even with a sniper rifle at long range, a slightly slow reaction ant only one outco: instant death by two headshots.

All of this left an extrely deep and unforgettable impression on him.

If there’s a limit to human shooting skills, this must be it.

He strongly wanted to claim it was a cheat, definitely a cheat.

Yet, after using his connections to inquire through this dostic gaming platform’s managent—he learned...

This player wasn’t cheating, at least as far as the platform’s asures could detect.

But Liu Junqiang was still skeptical.

Unless this guy ca over alone to his place and tried on a computer ensured to be free of any cheating software.

When he tried to probe for more information, the gaming platform responded that the person didn’t want to disclose any, even having lawyers warn them.

Thus, Liu Junqiang learned nothing from the gaming platform.

In silence.

An idea gradually ford in his mind.

Currently, the top-tier CS major was taking place in Copenhagen, and it was too late to participate. However, a major event, IEM, was about to be held in Hua Country’s Shucheng, and he knew so professionals in Hua Country already preparing for this event.

If it’s true...

That this "No worries, two minutes is also great" isn’t cheating, could a tournant with a prize of 250,000 US dollars possibly lure him to participate?

With the additional two million reward offered by Shucheng for champions of international esports events and the likely flood of club invitations after the competition,

this was no small sum.

Even if he didn’t want to be famous, considering the money, perhaps there would be so change?

In the gaming domain, Hua Country, which was always weak, needed a pillar to hold up the sky.

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It was afternoon.

Bored from dominating others, Chen Yun temporarily switched to a less competitive ga.

After all, continuously dominating newbies wasn’t fun and would leave an unforgettable impression on the players.

Moreover, the ga’s refresh rate generally wasn’t high, and with graphics fra by fra like a PowerPoint presentation, it made playing uneasy for him.

So, Chen Yun chose to play Minecraft.

There were many non-competitive gas, but Chen Yun was most familiar with Minecraft.

It was quite relaxing to virtually retire there.

He played the demanding "Li Mangguo Sky Island" mod in Minecraft while casually flipping through a web novel on his phone.

Suddenly,

the ringtone "next to you" sounded, and seeing the caller ID say "Mom," Chen Yun didn’t hesitate to answer.

"Hello? How have you been lately, hasn’t contacted since the New Year, it’s been a while."

His mother’s first words showed her concern, then she slightly chided him for not contacting her for so long.

This made Chen Yun pause, feeling sowhat ashad.

Recently... he really hadn’t contacted ho much.

The sudden physical changes had kept him endlessly busy.

However, it must be said that between his busy schedule, he still had ti to play gas, so not contacting ho often was indeed a bit negligent.

"Mom, I’ve started a new book recently, so I’ve been busy day and night trying to get more Chapters out."

Chen Yun paused for a mont and told this half-true, half-false lie.

He indeed had been reading a new book recently, but that wasn’t what kept him busy day and night.

After pondering for a mont, he decided to lie.

The physical changes were sothing he couldn’t tell his family, or anyone for that matter.

At least until he was truly invincible, it was better to keep it to himself.

"Don’t work too hard, make sure to rest and eat properly, do you still have enough money?"

His mother continued, her words still filled with concern for her son.

"Don’t worry, Mom, your son is a great author, I don’t lack money. I told you, I will beco a famous great author!"

"Don’t you believe ?"

Chen Yun smiled, repeating the rhetoric he had used when his mom had pressured him about why he quit his job.

Now, his mother no longer pressured him to find a so-called stable and serious job.

But she still cared about how he was doing in the web literature field, whether he could make ends et.

And so,

the two of them, who had not spoken in a while, talked for a long ti.

They discussed his recent life, and whether his mother had finished supervising the house renovation. They talked about his occasional writer’s block, and the troubles his father faced at ho taking care of his younger brother alone...

After a long conversation, they finally hung up the phone.

Looking at the ti, nearly 1 PM, Chen Yun sat in his chair and pondered for a long while.

After he evolved a couple more tis...

he would go ho for a visit.

Though it had been less than a month since the New Year, for Chen Yun, who had undergone several significant changes, it felt like a very, very long ti had passed.