Late at night.
Sky Pavilion Ga Club.
All the club mbers had already returned to their dorms to rest. Only Jiang Jiu remained in the esports room, playing a ga on his computer. As he played, he kept up a steady stream of comntary.
“Alright, guys, the enemy team is a full squad of four. I just missed a footstep—pretty sure they’ve spotted .”
“They’re coming up the stairs. I’ll hold this position at the stairwell. The mont they rush up, I’ll take one down instantly.”
“Once I knock one, we don’t stick around to fight. We jump out the window and circle around to the back. One of them will definitely try to revive the downed guy, and chances are, they’ll do it in the room behind. We use that window to flank them—catch them completely off guard...”
“...”
As Jiang Jiu continued narrating, everything unfolded exactly as he predicted.
He downed one, flanked through the back window, double kill.
Then wiped the entire squad.
Every move played out just as he’d planned.
“How about that, boys? One-vs-four. Not bad, huh?”
Jiang Jiu grinned as he glanced at the barrage of comnts flooding his livestream chat.
Lately, he’d been streaming almost every day. Thanks to the explosive popularity of Extre Survival, his follower count had soared past 700,000—and it was still climbing.
The chat was going wild after his slick play.
“Damn! God Jiu is insane!”
“Unreal! That prediction ga—he read their minds!”
“Gotta be cheating. Wallhacks for sure!”
“Must be staged. That was way too perfect.”
“Shut it, trolls. I’ve been watching God Jiu since he started streaming—he’s the real deal.”
“...”
“Thanks to Brother Hua for the sports car gift! And thanks to everyone else for the support—much love!”
Jiang Jiu smiled as he thanked his viewers, ignoring the trolls. At first, he used to care about the accusations and negativity.
But over ti, he’d learned to let it go. Arguing with trolls was pointless.
Those who believed in him didn’t need convincing. Those who didn’t—no amount of proof would change their minds.
About ten minutes later, the match ended.
Solo squad win—first place.
“Jiu-ge, ti for the Viewer Match!”
“Yeah, it’s ti! Let’s go!”
“Hurry up, start the Viewer Match!”
“...”
Seeing the flood of similar ssages, Jiang Jiu glanced at the ti—it was already 1 a.m.
To keep things interesting, he hosted three Viewer Matches every night after 1 a.m.
The top three players in each match would win cash prizes: 500, 300, and 100 yuan respectively.
So naturally, the viewers were always hyped for the Viewer Matches.
“Alright, it’s ti. Let’s kick off the Viewer Match. I’ll post the room link in the fan group in a mont.”
“But before we start, I’ve got an announcent to make.”
“Our Heavenly Pavilion Club will be hosting an Extre Survival prize tournant on April 1st.”
“You can check the full rules and requirents on the official Heavenly Pavilion Club website, but what I want to highlight is—the prize pool is massive.”
“The first-place team will win 1 million yuan. Second place gets 500,000. Third place, 300,000. Teams that place 7th to 10th will receive 50,000. And those placing 11th to 20th will get 5,000.”
“Teams that make it to the finals will also have their travel and accommodation expenses covered.”
Jiang Jiu spoke steadily. This tournant had been decided by the club just a couple of days ago. With Extre Survival currently exploding in popularity, it was the perfect ti to ride the wave and boost Heavenly Pavilion’s na.
“Strear, start the Viewer Match already! You’ve said that tournant announcent like ten tis—we get it!”
“Yeah, yeah, enough talk—drop the room link already!”
“Let’s go! Forget the million—right now I just want that 500 yuan prize!”
“...”
Jiang Jiu chuckled at the impatient ssages scrolling by.
It was true—ever since the tournant was announced, he’d been repeating the details regularly.
Long-ti fans already knew, but new viewers were always popping into the stream. The more people who knew about the tournant, the more would sign up—and the bigger the hype would get.
Of course, streaming was just one promotional channel. The real key was that Brother Hao was already in talks with Cangxue Gas, trying to get a tournant banner and link added directly to the Extre Survival ga interface.
If that happened, every player who logged into the ga would see the announcent.
Which ant way more participants.
...
Mingri Group,
Cangxue Gas,
Manager’s Office.
Fang Chang looked at Wei Yan and Zhao Bowen.
“What do you guys think? Should we approve Heavenly Pavilion’s request?”
Earlier that morning, Chen Cong from Heavenly Pavilion had reached out, asking to place a tournant announcent link on the Extre Survival ga interface.
They were even offering 50,000 yuan per day for the placent.
Although Fang Chang was the lead on the Extre Survival project, decisions involving external partnerships still needed to be discussed with Wei Yan and Zhao Bowen.
“We’ve already worked with Heavenly Pavilion twice before. They’ve got a solid reputation. When they hosted the Tianlong tournant, it actually brought in a wave of new players to Tianlong.”
“This ti, with them hosting an Extre Survival tournant, it could really accelerate the ga’s growth. I think we should go for it—give them the announcent link, and make sure it’s prominent enough that players can’t miss it.”
Wei Yan spoke calmly.
Although he didn’t understand the ga itself, when it ca to matters of profit and collaboration, he saw things very clearly.
Not to ntion the daily 50,000 yuan in advertising fees—just the impact on Extre Survival’s popularity from hosting the tournant alone was worth it. Even if they didn’t charge a fee, he could still promote the tournant announcent in-ga.
“I don’t see any problem with it either,” Zhao Bowen nodded.
Profit drives people, and a million-yuan prize pool was incredibly tempting. He was confident that even players who hadn’t downloaded Extre Survival yet would be drawn in once they heard about the tournant prize.
Especially those who were fans of shooter gas and were currently playing other titles in the genre.
“Alright, I’ll get back to Heavenly Pavilion as soon as possible and agree to set up an in-ga announcent link for them,” Fang Chang said.
Seeing that neither of them had any objections, he took his leave and returned to his office.
As he replied to the ssage, he also instructed the project team to get the announcent link up and running as soon as possible.
“Manager Wei, I’ll head back too,” Zhao Bowen said as he took his leave.
Wei Yan watched the two of them go, then turned on his computer and jumped straight into a ga.
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