Chapter 762: Matching Wits with Fans!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
No one had expected Liu Zilang to trick his followers like that at the very last second. However, all the hints had been given right from the start.
From the moment he unarmed his machete, the thought of fighting in melee range with those three people had never crossed his mind. Otherwise, he would have continued holding on to his machete as it would have given him better damage output.
Putting that into consideration, there was only one reason why he unarmed his machete at that time. It was so that he could be more versatile in terms of moving about and running faster.
It was not a farfetched conclusion to reach.
The viewers in the live stream channel sucked in breaths of cold air as they watched Liu Zilang hop off the jeep and then slash its tires with his machete!
"Wow! Who would have ever thought of that!"
"What happened to the King of Boxing? What happened to the Wing Chun master?"
"I feel so sorry for the fans right now uwu"
"To be stuck in a toilet with a vehicle blocking the entrance, it must be the pit of despair! Where's your humanity, Vic?"
"Followers -4!"
"…"
It has to be mentioned that Liu Zilang had backed up the jeep to block the toilet's entrance.
It meant that unless someone came by and drove the jeep away, there was no way they could get out of the toilet. Hence, even if the remaining player revived the other three players, it would be a futile effort.
Without any throwables, all Liu Zilang could do was slash the tires of the jeep. That way, even if someone came over to help them, moving the jeep away from the door would be very troublesome.
With everyone keen to ambush the Four Heavenly Chicken Kings, it was likely that no one would bother giving them a hand.
The four players in the toilet were the best examples of 'living dead men'.
…
After having dealt with the team, Liu Zilang shook his head as he lamented. "Isn't it nice to be still alive? Serves you right for trying to ambush me. I'm still wipe your faces on the floor anyway!
"Sigh… such is the lonely life of a champion.
"Isn't there a worthy opponent that can fight me one to one?"
The viewers in the live stream channel started complaining when they saw how Liu Zilang was so full of himself.
"I can't take this anymore! That b*stard is too arrogant!"
"Where are his followers in the game? Get into your positions and f*ck him over now!"
Before the live stream viewers could react, a loud 'swish' was heard coming from behind him!
Liu Zilang was running toward the farm when a crossbow bolt suddenly landed on his butt!
Thud!
The momentum from him running caused his body to tumble forward. He fell head-first to the ground!
"KingOfThePlains knocked out Vic123 with crossbow!"
At the same time Vic fell to the ground, excited cheers rang out in a YY voice channel somewhere else!
"I… I.. I… f*cked Vic over!"
"F*ck! Good job, bro!"
"Crossbow kill? Approved. You're reaching his level!"
"Where is he? I'll go mess around with him."
"He's up ahead, near the houses. Haha, that b*stard is still trying to crawl into the bushes."
"Let's go! We'll interview that Chicken King."
A jovial atmosphere permeated the YY channel.
Not only that, but Liu Zilang's live-stream channel was filled with firecrackers and congratulatory messages. Everyone was gleefully spamming the bullet screen with question marks.
"???"
"Crossbow: I heard someone was lonely?"
"Bahaha! That arrogance didn't last more than three seconds!"
"Hahaha, you're killing me! That's for showing off!"
"Time survived: Three minutes and twenty-seven seconds. Here lies the Face Value Chicken King!"
"Reason of death: Loneliness."
"LOLOLOL that fan ain't too bad. He fulfilled his duty with a crossbow."
"That's reasonable. I think Vic's Hanzo-ness has infected his channel."
"…"
Liu Zilang's situation was a stark contrast to the jovial atmosphere in the live stream channel.
He was lonely, empty, and maybe a little cold…
Still crouching on his chair, he reached out his hand for the remote control and turned off the air-conditioning of his room.
In his YY voice channel.
GodV and the others were in the middle of intense bloodbaths as well. They were shocked when they saw that Liu Zilang had abruptly been knocked out!
Liu Zilang was such a strong player. How did he get knocked out so quickly?
Of course, if they knew that Liu Zilang was unable to find a gun despite having touched down for a long time and that he had been stuck in a toilet for a very long time, he would not have to explain any further.
The strength of a player in an FPS revolved around their gun skills. GodV and the others managed to pick up guns early in the match. That was why they could survive for so long and even score some kills.
Without a gun, there was nothing much one could do.
"Can he be saved?" GodV at the end of the west bridge asked.
"I don't have a vehicle, and he's too far away," NB211 said helplessly.
"I'll go," 17shou volunteered, " I have a vehicle. The question is whether Vic can last until I get there."
Liu Zilang was moved when he heard 17shou say that.
However, engine noises suddenly appeared near him.
He turned to see a three-wheeled motorcycle coming his way, and his heart turned cold…
His crate would be looted clean by the time 17shou arrived.
Liu Zilang said through gritted teeth, "Don't worry. It's OK if you can't save me. Avenge me instead!"
…
The situation that ensued was outside Liu Zilang's expectations.
The three-wheeled motorcycle stopped next to him, and two people hopped off it. Then, the three-wheeled motorcycle turned around and returned toward where it had come from.
After a short while, it returned, carrying another passenger.
Black anime lines appeared on Liu Zilang's face. 'Gathering everyone? What's this, a sacrificial ritual?'
One person among the four said, "No rush in killing him. Let's take a group photo to commemorate this event."
"Right, this is a moment full of sentimental value."
After that, the four of them stood around him in different poses. They were thrilled as they snapped screenshots.
The corner of Liu Zilang's eyelid twitched when he saw this. He could not take it anymore and said, "We're all friends, right? Just finish me off already!"
One of the opponents laughed when they heard him say this. "Since we're all friends, we'll 'finish ourselves off' before we finish you off!"
After that, the three other opponents laughed with devilish glee.
Liu Zilang: …
'Whose followers are these?
'These people are downright inhuman!'
Liu Zilang carelessly glanced at the map and saw that 17shou's icon was nearing.
He had a brainwave, and he smiled while saying, "If that's the case… help yourselves! We're all friends, right?
"Whatever pose you want, just say it and I'll do it!"
His followers: …
'Indeed!
'Vic is still the trickster!'
The four of them thought for a bit, and one of them finally said, "How about this, you sing a song for us."
Everyone in the channel turned pale when they heard this.
However, they did not expect Liu Zilang to agree to it. "Alright, so I'm going to do it without accompaniment?"
"Why? Don't tell me you can beatbox at the same?" one of them asked curiously.
Liu Zilang: …
'How about you show me how it's done?'
However, he was under his opponents' mercy. Hence, he had to comply.
Liu Zilang thought for about two seconds and then replied, "How about this, one tune is definitely not enough.
"I'll go drink some water and then we'll start our little concert."
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