In Lu Ze’s previous life, there was a consensus among delta force players: never try to change a certain type of player’s mindset.
For example, it was impossible to make Zhou Qiaoling go all-out with full gear every ti, or to make Zhou Yue scavenge for an entire day in Puba.
Gaming is all about mutual tolerance. Zhou Yue had long grown accustod to Zhong Yi’s clumsy hands and Zhou Qiaoling’s stinginess. After a few teasing remarks, he finally embarked on their top-secret journey.
Zhou Qiaoling instantly locked in Bee Doctor, because then they could save on dicine costs too.
Zhou Yue didn't play Vyron or Red Wolf like he did at first; instead, he chose Luna for the Scout position.
"I'm playing point?"
Zhong Yi was a bit confused.
He had proposed the earliest offensive theory for Xian Yuan Continent.
The number one position, the vanguard, needed strong mobility to break through points.
The number two position, the Scout, used skills to detect positions and gain overall information.
The number three position, the support, could be a surprise soldier with abundant items or a dic who applied auxiliary Techniques.
He had also said that the number one position required the highest skill and was often filled by the strongest person in the team.
"I’ve really liked this character recently... four damage-dealing Magic Treasures, very powerful."
Zhou Yue said with a smile.
"If you don't want to play point, you can choose a surprise soldier or even dual Bee Doctors."
"How can a man say he can't do it? Let show you the Vyron I've painstakingly trained!"
Zhong Yi imdiately felt underestimated and locked in Vyron.
The three of them entered the top-secret Ascension Base, chatting and laughing.
Their spawn point was the Ascension Platform on the westernmost side of the map.
"No broken bridge! Then we can contend for the Black Hall..."
Zhou Yue pulled out a Dragon Blood Stimulating Powder, plunged it into his chest, then took off his helt and quickly ran towards the bridgehead.
"Old Zhou, are you usually this extravagant? No wonder you always tell you're broke..."
Zhong Yi watched Zhou Yue inject himself with one dose after another, his eyes wide with disbelief.
One dose of Dragon Blood Stimulating Powder was worth nearly 100,000, and adding a Qi Replenishing Pill was enough for him to run a confidential mission.
With such consumption, even if they extracted, there wouldn't be much profit...
Aside from healing potions, Zhong Yi only dared to bring two Qi Replenishing Pills to replenish his stamina; he genuinely couldn't bear to bring anything else.
Due to the presence of the Qi Replenishing Pills, Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue had an extra bar of stamina compared to Zhou Qiaoling, and soon they were far ahead of her.
"Old Zhong... after you ca, things really changed."
Walking to the garden pond, Zhou Yue took his helt out of his backpack, put it on, and sighed with emotion.
Zhong Yi was stunned: "What do you an?"
"You don't know, when I was playing with Junior Brother Xiao just now, we either spawned in the Prison Area or the dormitory... we didn't touch the core area at all!!!"
The Prison Area was a nickna Zhong Yi gave to the three spawn points in the factory area on the east side of the map, for no other reason than that spawning there felt like being in prison.
Zhou Yue looked at the approaching core area with so excitent, his heart surging.
"Core Zone, here we co!!!"
Zhou Yue roared, slashed through the transparent glass in front of him, and leaped forward.
With a "bang," Zhou Yue, mid-jump, suddenly lost all his health and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Zhou Yue was stunned.
He was wearing the toughest Tier 6 armor in the entire Illusion Realm, so how could he be instantly killed?
Only one weapon could do such a thing—
A sniper rifle using Tier 7 red bullets, the Reaper!
"Damn! There's a Reaper!! Old Zhong, watch out!!"
Zhou Yue quickly warned.
"How could they be so fast? Two players swiped their cards, didn't eat the Ascension Box, and went straight to the Black Hall to intercept us? And they also used Dragon Blood Stimulating Powder?"
Zhong Yi frowned, vaguely feeling that sothing was amiss.
"Old Zhou, you're really unlucky... in every way!"
"Damn it, I was careless! Junior Sister, you co and su... you're not allowed to drop the bag!!!"
"Oh..."
Caught in the act, Zhou Qiaoling sullenly returned from under the bridge towards the Black Hall.
"How about we just give up... this team is well-equipped. Old Zhong, give your gun to Junior Sister and let her drop it."
Zhou Yue was silent for a mont, then finally sighed.
"Big Brother, don't rush."
Zhou Qiaoling, uncharacteristically, didn't nod in agreent, which slightly relieved Zhou Yue.
"Junior Sister, you..."
"It's not too late to drop it after I eat sothing from the water room."
...
"Old Zhou, how could I abandon you? Co here, watch my moves!"
Zhong Yi's words were quite touching, but thinking of his marksmanship, Zhou Yue didn't hold much hope.
"Co on, let see."
Despite his thoughts, Zhou Yue still attached himself to the soul-returning bottle on Zhong Yi's waist, watching through Zhong Yi's perspective.
"I've been practicing my marksmanship for a long ti recently!"
Zhong Yi picked up his heavenly soldier type 4, equipped with a 3x scope, and peeked out.
He just happened to see Red Wolf looting Zhou Yue's bag.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
A flurry of shots, accompanied by countless sounds of shattering glass, accurately left a human-shaped trajectory on the wall.
Red Wolf, like a startled bird, hopped away, not a single drop of blood spurting from its body.
"Severely wounded!"
Zhong Yi shouted dramatically.
"Wounded my ass!! Is the glass severely wounded???"
Zhou Yue's mouth twitched.
"Ahem... actually, what I've been practicing isn't marksmanship, but strategy."
Zhong Yi's old face flushed, and he chuckled awkwardly.
Then he instantly put on a serious face.
"Listen carefully... there's a footsteps sound moving away, circling around."
"A subtle friction sound near the wall, they should be holding my current position from behind the wall."
"And another one, a slide jump, getting closer... pushing my position!"
Zhong Yi's Tier 4 listening headset quickly analyzed the movents of the three, which greatly impressed Zhou Yue, making him feel a sense of anticipation.
"In this situation..."
Zhong Yi smiled confidently and pulled out a Hu Dun Cannon from his waist.
"Use the Hu Dun to suppress the position, forcing back the gun line behind the wall... then it's and Red Wolf one-on-one!"
"I'll do a jet-powered big pull to disrupt Red Wolf's pre-aid gun line... and this dead end will be brought back to life!"
Zhou Yue's eyes widened involuntarily.
This analysis...
Completely correct!
The next second.
"Oh no, the Hu Dun missed!"
"Holy crap!! The jetpack hit the wall!!"
"Not good, Junior Sister Zhou, quickly drop the bag!!!"
"Damn it, Junior Brother Lu, stop spamming Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin... what kind of Jin Fan Old Ancestor, I really ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) don't know him!!!"
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Less than three minutes into the match.
The three returned to the Special Service Departnt.
This ti, Zhou Yue seed truly disheartened.
When a person goes all-in with a full Tier 6 set for their last dance, only to be taken out by an AW in one shot, they truly can break down.
Zhong Yi glanced at Zhou Yue's assets, which were only a pitiful 3 million...
At this mont, Zhou Yue's face was dark, and he remained silent. After a very long ti, he finally changed into a Tier 3 set.
His gun was also the crappy gun he usually looked down upon.
It was clearly just thrown together for combat readiness.
"Old Zhou, why don't I bring you so gear..."
Zhong Yi couldn't bear it and patted Zhou Yue's back.
"No need, just like this."
Zhou Yue, whose morale had collapsed, shook his head.
Zhou Qiaoling, beside them, watched the two intently. After a while, as if having made so kind of decision, her newly assembled run-and-loot set instantly transford into a sturdy Tier 6 set.
The crappy gun in her hand also turned into a very cool modified Heavenly Soldier 14.
"I'll protect you two this round."
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