I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 93 - 88: Confusion, Even If I Kill You, It’s Mine

11:30 a.m.

Chen Yun’s arrival and joining the card ga

clearly made Bai Shi’s previous arrogance from dominating the ga gradually recede.

When facing Sun Huwen and Jiang Anping, the two girls, Bai Shi indeed could be considered a gambling king, easily manipulating them.

But the situation changed after Chen Yun arrived.

The deep impression of a "Gambling God" he had once left on Bai Shi and Sun Huwen was not for nothing.

His casual yet precise handling of the cards made Bai Shi, the landlord in this round, suffer miserably and bite his fingernails in hesitation for a long ti.

This bored Sun Huwen to the point where she started teasing Little Baijin, who was circling the table, laughing as Baijin chased his tail.

anwhile, Jiang Anping silently picked at the small snacks and fruits next to the card table, sneaking bits into her mouth from ti to ti.

Accompanied by her exceptionally calm expression,

it made anyone who hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes find it hard to believe that nearly half of the snacks next to the card table had been eaten by her.

"Hurry up, I’ve been waiting so long that the flowers have wilted," Chen Yun teased his sore loser friend without hesitation,

mimicking a classic line from a certain app, making Bai Shi’s face turn even darker.

"No more playing, no more, I give up," Bai Shi helplessly set down his cards and leaned back, his face portraying utter despair,

as if he had been toyed with.

Fortunately, Sun Huwen, sensing his mood, tidied up the cards and ca to cradle Bai Shi’s head, cooing over him like one would a child,

which imdiately revived Bai Shi’s spirit.

"I don’t accept this, I challenge you again!" Bai Shi suddenly lifted his head, sat up straight, and looked at Chen Yun in front of him.

At these words, Chen Yun, who was earnestly explaining card-playing tactics to Jiang Anping, paused and then couldn’t help saying, "Didn’t you say there’s only one sun in the sky, and you only admire as that sun? Plus, you couldn’t handle it when we competed in drinking last ti either."

Chen Yun chuckled, his words dripping with disdain.

Hearing this, Sun Huwen, who was a witness at the ti, couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle softly.

Jiang Anping just nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing that she had made the right choice in asking Chen Yun for advice on card-playing.

"You... you..."

"Can things scholars do ever be considered ’unable’? I want to compete with you in video gas!"

With that, Bai Shi stood up confidently,

running his hands through his sparsely populated hair and posing with exaggerated bravado: "I forgot to introduce myself. I too dabbled in a professional CS 1.6 team overseas. Even though I was just a substitute living day-to-day, my level is still quite different from you ordinary gars."

His tone was arrogant, just like when he had been crushed by Chen Yun in cards before, a brazenness born from ignorance.

"Hmm... maybe let’s not?" Chen Yun said thoughtfully after a mont.

Video gas...

Especially playing CS...

Chen Yun felt he might really give Bai Shi a psychological trauma.

Being crushed in cards might not feel as bad or as obviously humiliating.

But with video gas...

"No way! How can we let it go? There’s a top-notch new machine downstairs!"

"I must prove that I can take back everything I’ve lost on my own!" Bai Shi declared excitedly as he went to the door and put on the British-style hat hanging on the rack.

Although his entry into the Professional Team was purely due to his financial investnt to fulfill a dream, his ti training with the team combined with his decent talent made him believe he was leagues above the average player.

Once he was fully dressed, he looked at the two sowhat bewildered won and one man, as well as the approaching noon hour, he tried to contain his excitent and said, "How about we grab so lunch first?"

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Since they had prepared lots of snacks and fruit during the card ga, they didn’t really feel like having lunch.

Excited, Bai Shi led everyone to the neatly cleaned and organized fifth floor.

After downloading CS2 and setting up the combat platform, they adjusted their settings and imdiately opened a room to start a 1v1 duel.

And this match ca to a quick end.

There was no suspense to speak of, not even in need of much description.

It was simply a case of "show your head and get taken out instantly."

Just minutes later, Bai Shi was sitting in his chair, pale as a ghost and utterly motionless.

He repeatedly murmured to himself:

"This can’t be right, this shouldn’t be happening..."

"Is a 2800 rating really this tough?"

He had ambitious plans to regain his face against Chen Yun.

But the actual result was an imdiate and total annihilation.

When he saw Chen Yun’s account at 2800 points, he, who hadn’t paid much attention to the CS gaming scene for a while, didn’t expect Chen Yun to be that formidable; he just thought Chen Yun had so skills.

After all, Chen Yun shouldn’t be able to beat him—a mildly inflated forr professional substitute.

But now, he was completely dumbfounded.

If it weren’t for the fact that all the computers were brand new, he would have really liked to accuse Chen Yun of cheating.

Beside him,

Jiang Anping was emotionlessly sucking on a lollipop while calmly making a cutting remark, "Boring, I want to see a bloodbath."

The one-sided massacre in the ga at first had so entertainnt value, but later on, it just didn’t seem interesting.

Instant kills the mont you show yourself; what’s so exciting about that?

Sun Huwen was thoughtfully by Bai Shi’s side, consoling him with a mix of laughter and tears as if she were pampering a child.

"Don’t be so down, how about we all play as a team?"

"I’ll lead the way."

Chen Yun looked at Bai Shi’s dejected face and smiled, then left the one-on-one match.

He opened a casual match room and sent Bai Shi an invitation.

"Okay, big bro, you take care of the chaos, and I’ll just sit back and enjoy."

At those words, Bai Shi imdiately perked up, jumping to his feet full of energy, enthusiastically setting up computers for Sun Huwen and Jiang Anping.

Sure, losing a one-on-one can be disheartening.

But if you agree to let join your team and enjoy being carried, well, that’s a different story.

Who doesn’t know how to lift the mood!

Soon, the four of them began their joyous journey of casual matches.

...

And there was Liu Junqiang, who often kept an eye on the account "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too." As soon as he saw it co online, he imdiately got excited.

Without any friends, he tried to crash into Chen Yun’s team ga upon discovering that Chen Yun was playing casual matches,

He was at the Di Lu training club where he had access to many accounts, and he imdiately had everyone ready to jump into the ga to try and crash Chen Yun’s match as soon as they saw that account finish one ga.

Before long,

He was thrilled to succeed in crashing the ga and took over the account to start playing.

At first, he didn’t send a public ssage because he was unsure whether the person behind "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too," who had never played casual matches before, was actually the account owner.

Furthermore, "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too" on the other side was clearly playing casually with two new accounts, making so unusual slips.

So, during the first round as a cop, Liu Junqiang, who had studied "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too"’s ga footage for a long ti, indeed found an opportunity to sneak up behind unsuspecting prey as he had anticipated.

He didn’t shoot.

Instead, he quietly stepped behind and threw his weapon to attract attention.

This indeed caught the attention of the other side.

In an instant, it was a turn-around with two pistol shots to the head, as he gunned down the perpetrator, who threw his weapon and frantically shook his head as if to say, "Don’t shoot, I surrender!"

Feeling that familiar strength,

Liu Junqiang was sure this was indeed the person behind "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too."

He was just about to send a public ssage to ask for a friend slot to discuss the professional invitation he wanted to talk about,

When he saw the other side send a public ssage first.

It wasn’t a ssage from "It’s okay, two minutes is pretty good too," but rather from soone called "Weirdo":

"Surrender without a fight?"

"Foolish! Taking you down is still my win."