Glory [e-sports]

Wei Xiao naturally wanted to tell Lu Feng about such ‘good news’.

In the middle of the night, Wei Xiao had a video call with Lu Feng.

“Brother Cai is really capable. Four out of the five accounts were picked!”

“Originally, I wanted to surprise you at the opening game, but now… It’s better to tell you in advance!”

“Hm?”

“It’s just that these IDs are a little bit strange.”

Wei Xiaoxiao, whose facial skin was so thick that it could make city walls feel inferior, was actually a little embarrassed now. “I came up with these names a long time ago, and it really doesn’t mean that…”

Then, he slowly read out the account IDs one by one.

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao’s face turned red after reading them out loud.

When these IDs were used by others, they were funny and silly. When they were spoken with the soft tone Wei Xiao was currently using, they were ambiguous.

Lu Feng sighed lightly, “It’s from those three days?”

He really understood Wei Xiao and easily figured out the origin of those IDs.

Wei Xiao’s eyes lit up. “Yes!” It was those three days and nights that had haunted him even in his dreams.

Wei Xiao clarified for himself, “It was really meant literally. At the time, I really thought that you had great skills, were very strong, and had super endurance…”

It was okay when he said it just once, but when he said it a second time, it made Lu Feng glad that it was broad daylight for him right now.

Unfortunately, it was the middle of the night where Wei Xiao was. He’d talked until his mouth and tongue were dry, his eyelashes quivering. He was shy, but couldn’t keep himself from continuing his reckless behavior, “Now… It’s not the same.”

Lu Feng’s heart was shaken by his flirting.

“How is it different?” Lu Feng set down the document in his hands, his black eyes locking onto him.

Wei Xiao felt numb and tingling from his look. “Just… your skills are even better, your physical strength even better, and your endurance makes my legs hurt…”

Even a person as well-bred as Lu Feng only had one word left in his mind at this time.

It wasn’t a modal particle, it was a verb.

Wei Xiao had managed to talk himself into ‘that’ state. “Captain…”

Lu Feng knew what he was thinking. “Go to the bathroom.”

Wei Xiao gasped softly, “Mm.” His voice was light and floating.

Ever since he learned about this new world, not only did Wei Xiao not cower back, he’d also become more enthusiastic.

“Can it really go in?”

“It will hurt, right?”

“But, Captain, that day, you made me very…”

“Shut up.”

Wei Xiao didn’t dare to mess around anymore. He was afraid that he might tease the captain into coming back. What would they do for the big brawl if that happened?

After taking a shower, Wei Xiao became even more energetic.

Lu Feng looked at the time. “Still not sleeping?”

Wei Xiao was reluctant to hang up the phone, “Wait a while.” There was still a lingering taste in his voice that made it extra provocative.

Lu Feng closed his eyes and changed topics to put out the fire that flared up, “Do you want to take first place in the big brawl?”

In Wei Little Xiao’s dictionary, other than ‘Captain’, it was all ‘Glory’. This topic change was very apt.

“Of course!” Wei Xiao was grinning.

Lu Feng: “There’s only one first place.”

Wei Xiao: “So, you definitely can’t take it easy on me. I want to compete against you!”

The corners of Lu Feng’s lips curved up slightly. “Okay.”

Helping him take first place wasn’t spoiling him. What really made Wei Xiao happy was fighting unreservedly, the tense and exciting solo, and competing for first place with his own strength.

Wei Xiao was delighted and happy again. “Are we bullying people by doing this?”

Lu Feng: “Hm?”

Wei Xiao: “Look, regardless of whether you take first place, or I take first place, first place is still ours.”

“We have two chances, but they only have one.”

When it came to sweet talk, Wei Xiao was really very good at it.

But his captain didn’t lose out at all, “Who told them not to have a boyfriend?”

Wei Little Xiao instantly flew up to heaven. He was happy enough to explode and called out easily, “Captain~”

Lu Feng was outwardly fierce but inwardly soft. “Sleep.”

“Hug, then.”

“Mm.”

“And kiss.”

“……”

“And also…”

What he wanted wasn’t important. The important thing was that Wei Xiao wouldn’t be able to get out of bed in the future.

The next day, the list of participants for the big brawl opening game was published online.

Without mentioning the other competition zones, just the China competition zone’s list of IDs was enough to set the whole network boiling.

There was nothing controversial about the three professional players, and there was nothing unexpected about the chosen anchors. It was only the ‘ordinary’ players who’d won the prize who were surprising.

It was all…

What was all this…

Close’s heavenly fanboy group?!

Wait, these weren’t any sort of normal fanboys: Skills, strength, endurance?

Are you sure you’re not being dirty?!

“The China competition zone is really a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Where did these little evil spirits come from?”

“Um… These IDs, could it be a fangirl group?!” Straight men were obviously relatively naive.

“Are Close’s fangirls so strong?!”

“Glory has finally been captured by strange creatures.”

Soon, some people were shocked and spoke up, “Holy shit, I know them!”

“Previous poster, can we have a quiet discussion about this?”

Immediately after, someone else was also woken up by this reminder. “F*ck, it’s them?!”

Those who didn’t know the truth all asked one after another, “What are you talking about? Could it be that these people really are Close’s fangirls…”

“What are you thinking? They’re all men!”

“It’s not like they can’t be men, either…”

The comments under the official blog post exploded, and a large number of people who were familiar with the situation flocked over to comment on these IDs.

“Do you see that Great Skills one? He’s the top account in the peak rankings for the 8th server!”

“Very Strong is, too.”

“Super Endurance and I Like Close are there as well!”

Passers-by: “Are they so awesome?”

“That’s nothing. What’s really awesome is their fighting power.”

“What do you mean?”

“As Close’s strongest fighting fans, they can stand up against thousands of haters all by themselves, wage wars of the mouth against entire groups, and leave everyone rendered speechless by their remarks.”

“They’re not only strong at flaming haters, each and every one of them can also play at a professional level!”

“Yes, yes, yes, I’ve been lucky to run into them before. They’re very strong. If they were to queue together as a group, they wouldn’t be at a disadvantage even against a professional team.”

After that, countless ‘great achievements’ from these IDs were all dug up.

For example, in ‘19, when FTW’s performance wasn’t great and Close was being criticized every day, ‘Great Skills’ would always rush up to the front lines of the fighting and block thousands of troops with his own strength.

As another example, one time when Close was live streaming, he was ambushed by a shameless anchor. ‘Very Strong’ immediately turned on their anti-ambush mode and beat up the anchor until they went into seclusion.

Yet another example, when Close’s haters tried to spread malicious disinformation, saying that Close slept with fangirls, ‘Super Endurance’ gave an analysis that was as fierce as a tiger. Heinstantly pointed out all the hater’s logical loopholes, and found the original source of the image and the obvious traces of photoshop, causing the hater to have their account banned on the platform.

And yet another example…

Forget it, there was too much material. It was just a mere comment area and couldn’t fit it all.

The situation had exploded online, but the person who was responsible for causing it was still sleeping deeply.

Wei Xiao was a bit ‘tired’ from last night and slept very well that morning. In his dream, he was even playing solo games with the captain.

It was a pity that other people could only stand there in a daze, with dark circles under their eyes.

Bai Cai, next door. “F*ck? F*ck me! What the f*ck!”

These three phrases reflected Brother Cai’s current mood.

Bai Cai naturally knew that Wei Xiao was a big, vocal captain fan, but he hadn’t expected that he would be vocal enough to create such a shocking scene!

Over these two years, Wei Xiao had worked hard at a well-known Normal University, and he’d also been shining brilliantly all over the Glory circle.

As a Close fan, he’d fought at the front lines.

As One Lamp Grandmaster, he’d crushed others behind the scenes.

The ‘jianghu’ didn’t have Wei Xiao’s name, but legends of him were everywhere. He really lived up to his name as the One Lamp Grandmaster.

Although Bai Cai had been in close contact with Wei Xiao over the past two years, he really didn’t know about the things that Close’s heavenly fan group had done.

Especially after he joined FTW. There were training matches, regular competitions, global competitions… Every day was crammed full. How would he find the leisure time to pay attention to these things?

His Gossip Emperor focused on professional players, and he’d deliberately avoided news about players and fans.

Putting professional players together for CP was purely for fun and entertainment.

Things were more unclear when fans and players were put together; Brother Cai was actually very clear on this.

So, he was also shocked when he first learned of the shocking, immortal things that Wei Xiao’s alt accounts had done.

If Brother Cai’s reaction was already like this, then there were others whose expressions were like dead ashes.

Money looked at the ‘Close Has Great Skills’ account that he had on hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help twitching.

Fu Li and Eurostar looked at the ‘Close Is Very Strong’ and ‘Close Has Super Endurance’ in their hands and wanted to go into seclusion right then and there.

What was more deadly was that they’d submitted their certification information before the official announcement.

Wei Xiao’s alt accounts weren’t bound to identity cards. If they wanted to participate in the opening game, then they had to go through the account verification process.

After going through ten hours of ideological struggle, the three of them had finally succumbed to the great temptation of the global opening game and completed their account verification.

When submitting the information, Eurostar-star had cried miserably.

Fu Li had made two cups of black coffee with goji berries to stabilize his mood.

Money had gone crazy in his base. He’d taken away all the cigarettes that Moonlit had hidden and set himself up to be a victim of domestic violence.

At this moment, they realized that they’d cried too early, hadn’t drunk enough coffee, and had gotten beaten too lightly.

If they’d known about these black materials, they wouldn’t have certified those accounts even if their life was on the line, okay!

To hell with the big brawl global opening game, this was a big brawl for harming their reputations!

Money pulled together a group chat that consisted of four people: Himself, Fu Li, Eurostar, Moonlit.

Group chat name: Victims Group.

Moonlit: “I’m not.”

Money: “Your cigarettes.”

Moonlit: “……” When you put it that way, Moonlit really had suffered!

Eurostar burst out into tears as soon as he entered the group. His crying face proved that men could also be made out of water.

“I said I didn’t want to participate, I said I didn’t want to, I…”

Fu Li was quiet: For the first time in his life, he didn’t have a miracle cure.

Money had become an expressionless screenshot machine. Piece after piece of black material was shared into the group. There was no need to zoom in; just looking at the headlines was enough to make them dizzy.

After sending out dozens of articles, Money said, “Any thoughts?”

Eurostar: “Kill Quiet!”