Until the fourth circle, when the safe zone refreshed to the other side, Jiang Siming finally drove off to escape the poison.
Xiaoxiao huddled in that old house, shivering, and finally let out a sigh of relief.
He had been hiding in that house the whole ti, listening to the sounds of cars and gunfire outside. He was so scared that he almost passed out and didn’t dare to go out at all.
That kill feed in the top right corner, displaying that globally feared ID, terrified him.
"It’s fine, it’s fine. If I survive a great disaster, there will surely be blessings ahead. Ming God has already left, and there’s not a single living soul within a hundred miles. In fact, I’m the safest one here."
Xiaoxiao rationally analyzed the situation and felt that he was really lucky to have Ming God as his bodyguard.
Although the experience was terrifying, the rewards were huge—utter silence all around, not a single living player left.
"We have to move now. There are still 35 people left, and Ming God has wiped out everyone in my area. I think top ten is guaranteed, hahaha!"
Xiaoxiao grinned proudly, thinking that after this match, he could finally log off.
He needed to spend so quality ti with his new girlfriend, Gaga.
Thinking about his childhood sweetheart, his ex-girlfriend who had betrayed him, Xiaoxiao felt like he had been blind all those years.
Luckily, he had found out early enough. Otherwise, if they had a child, it would have been even worse.
That woman had been dumped by a rich second-generation heir and now wanted to co back to him. Pfft! Dream on!
A few days ago, she even entered his livestream and sent him virtual gifts. Xiaoxiao just smiled and politely said, "Thank you, President Hui."
Then, he coolly continued chatting with his viewers.
Many fans admired his composure and gave him a big thumbs-up!
Now, Xiaoxiao had found a kind and caring woman from his hotown. Life was wonderful. His new wife might not be very beautiful, but she was understanding, kind, and filial.
Comparing the two, Xiaoxiao felt just like his current situation—escaping disaster and finding fortune afterward!
Xiaoxiao carefully sneaked into the safe zone. As soon as he reached the edge, he imdiately lay down behind a tree. His movent and speed were straight out of the playbook of a true "rat player."
But just as he lay down, his livestream chat exploded with laughter.
"Square Dragon, look to your side!"
"Hahaha, you literally just laid down right next to soone!"
"Esports really doesn’t require eyesight, huh? Bro, there’s soone to your right!"
"Sun Xiaochuan, are you trolling?!"
"Ming God: ????"
…
Seeing the chat, Xiaoxiao’s heart skipped a beat!
He turned his head and saw a player right next to him, pointing a gun at his head.
"AHHH!!!"
Xiaoxiao was so scared he almost had a heart attack on the spot.
It was just like when you’re playing PUBG, fully focused, and suddenly soone shoots at you from out of nowhere. Any PUBG player would know this feeling.
"Oh my god."
Xiaoxiao barely managed to calm down and realized the enemy hadn’t fired yet. He quickly turned on his mic to beg for rcy.
Bang! Bang!
Two shots.
Before he could even finish his sentence, Xiaoxiao was dead.
"Ming God, Ming God, I’m your fa—"
"It’s fine… I’m actually your anti-fan."
Xiaoxiao’s face fell. He had thought he had escaped death, only to die an even worse death.
"Ming God, I was just kidding! I really am your fan—your music fan, actually!"
Afraid Jiang Siming might misunderstand, Xiaoxiao imdiately stopped joking and clarified.
"Hello, Anti-Korea Hero Sun Yalong."
Jiang Siming wasn’t mad. Instead, he smiled and greeted him.
"Wow, Ming God, I’m really honored that you called
that! Can I add you as a friend, big bro~?"
Xiaoxiao asked eagerly, while his fans covered their faces in embarrassnt, feeling second-hand sha.
"No problem. Since I killed you, I’ll add you as a friend."
Jiang Siming agreed and added Xiaoxiao as a friend before looting his death box.
"Picked up [LOL Ga Sense Talent] White Fragnt (1/1). Fragnt count is full. Can be used directly."
Another League of Legends ga fragnt.
Jiang Siming gladly accepted it—he had already acquired top lane chanics, and now he had ga sense as well.
Is playing an LOL professional match such a big deal? Reaching King is even easier, right? He’s never even reached King, never even made it to Master. Feels great. After bidding farewell to Xiao Xiao, Jiang Siming continues his killing spree. Xiao Xiao didn’t leave, choosing to watch and observe God’s gaplay. Read exclusive adventures at
Even though he knows he can’t learn it, watching the expert play is still an enjoynt. At tis like this, he doesn’t mind wasting a little ti. If necessary, he won’t accompany his wife today and will learn Ming God’s skills and admire his brilliance.
Later, he could carry Ming God’s BUFF and hopefully sneak into the top ten! Xiao Xiao glanced at the number of viewers in the top right corner—wow, 19 people were watching. Only those who were killed by the other side could watch, so Jiang Siming must have at least gotten 19 kills, maybe even more, possibly so who died without watching.
"Can I say that the number of people he killed in one ga is what I couldn’t kill in a year..." Xiao Xiao covered his face, complaining.
After killing four golden silhouettes, Jiang Siming no longer had to sche and could just focus on killing! He continued this until the ga ended, and the last person was simply eliminated with a grenade. Xiao Xiao and the other spectators watched Jiang Siming kill one after another like watching a god.
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At first, Xiao Xiao counted the kills, but as it went on, he couldn’t keep up. The whole ti, they were just watching Jiang Siming collect kills; any creature that appeared in his line of sight couldn’t escape his gunfire. Because of this, Xiao Xiao’s fans were taken away in large numbers. They all went to watch Jiang Siming’s stream, leaving Xiao Xiao feeling like crying but not being able to. What kind of world is this... Eventually, Jiang Siming achieved 31 kills and won, but after that, he didn’t get any more shards, which made him feel satisfied. In a casual match, getting four shards and still not satisfied?
What more do you want? The entire day, Jiang Siming played from morning to evening. He finally got his fill of gaming. Except for the two matches with golden silhouettes, the subsequent matches only had two golden silhouettes, both of which were ga strears or professional players. In the end, Jiang Siming only got three shards: two gold and one red. One was for the Rolls-Royce Phantom, which he collected. The other was a red skill called "Upper-Class Etiquette," which felt useless, and it needed three more shards—this was the worst.
The last shard was for "Wanda Amusent Park," which Jiang Siming liked the most. He already had five shards and just needed three more. Heh heh. In the evening, Yin Zhirou and Wang Xinyi both returned. It was Friday, and Xinyi eagerly drove ho. Jiang Siming didn’t feel like playing anymore, so he greeted the viewers and ended the stream, not even singing a song.
He’d already sung "Slowly Falling in Love with You" when the stream started, and now after streaming for so long, they still wanted him to sing? Fat chance! On regular short streams, he’d sing as a bonus, but when streaming for long hours, Jiang Siming refused. He couldn’t indulge these people, or else they’d be asking him to sing every day.
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