Chapter 187: Even This Can Be Happiness
Translator: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas
A milk carton was overdramatically tossed over. After the battle ended, viewers lingered in the channel as they were still not over it. Old Deer's words incited ridicule and people discovered that it was fun to tease Old Deer in the days without Skeleton.
"Although the professional league has ended, the channel will not be closed. Young Deer has announced his intention of leading a battle team with fans in three rounds of friendlies to beat some students! What are you waiting for? The registration address is right below..."
CT jumped at this opportunity to broadcast advertisements on the channel to the viewers.
What! Old Deer needed to personally take part in the friendly match? It was a chance to beat Old Deer!
Countless people wanted to register but were forced to reconsider upon looking at the registration terms and conditions. Registration was only successful if people became members of the Young Deer Fan Club.
Looking at Old Deer's sly smile on the logo of Young Deer Fan Club caused people to hesitate.
After nail-biting considerations, many decided that they would go ahead and join in order to battle with Old Deer.
Old Deer had a huge smile on his face since his fan club's popularity went off the charts. As he slowly opened another room for people to join, he said, "Do you know why Skeleton was able to win? It was because of my mentary!"
The hidden message behind was that if Skeleton challenged him, he would be extinguished quickly if he entered the battle.
The chat exploded instantly and countless people were fighting for the opportunity to challenge Young Deer.
Money? That was like the floating clouds in the sky!
CT officials were responsible for the three friendly matches since they were highly efficient. The games were ready and the contestants were selected using a lucky draw among members of the Young Deer Fan Club.
This was to Young Deer's advantage since the quality among his fans was diversely variant. A single weak player would drag down the team.
When the battle started, Young Deer was overbearing and headed for the bottom lane. He employed the global voice chat and said, "My fans, do e after me. I will kill every single one of you that es for me."
Everyone, of course, was not shy and five people rushed to the bottom lane to gank Old Deer.
Old Deer tapped into his team's channel and told his four teammates that he will treat them to a nice meal another day and hoped that they would push faster on the top lane.
"No problem."
"Old Deer, it has to be a big meal. KFC is not an option."
Upon receiving the replies, he decisively guarded under the tower on the bottom lane and continued teasing the opponents in the global voice chat. "Where are you all? You are too slow; if it was me, I would already be here."
Five mecha appeared and dived under the tower for a kill!
As for the top lane, which was being pushed in quickly… Who cares, it was worth it to have an attack on Old Deer!
Old Deer maneuvered well and was able to escape gank attempt after gank attempt and even managed to get a kill on an opponent who was inexperienced.
Just when Old Deer was about to be owned, victory!
The top lane was pushed in and the throne was taken.
Old Deer roared and said, "Call me God! Victory! Did everyone catch the exciting kill I pulled off? Five-man gank? You guys ignited the inner beast within me! Seems like if I were to practice more, the Skeleton's winning streak will be ended by me."
In this moment, Old Deer was fidgety.
After that, he won yet again in the second game.
In the third game, there were two more half-professional players. Perhaps Old Deer was too excited since he rushed out of the defensive area. Others were like wolves who gathered immediately in an attempt to assassinate Old Deer.
Deer God was crushed amidst fire and smoke to the delight of hundreds of thousands of viewers on the channel. It was as if they were celebrating during a festival.
Countless requested for an additional game to be played. Many who paid five hundred dollars to have a chance of playing were not selected since only five people were lucky enough to be chosen.
After a day's work, Old Deer went backstage and massaged his own shoulders. He had over-exerted himself just now.
A staff member walked over and said, "Boss Deer, someone has delivered five big boxes of milk for you. Are they yours? If not, I will get someone to chase him away."
"No, I ordered them. I will go and retrieve them now
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