Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“I summoned that.”
Snort! Liu Zilang nearly laughed out loud when he heard her serious tone. Not to mention, when he saw the earnest look on her bao-like face when she answered the question.
It was not only Liu Zilang but also everyone in the live audience and the live-stream channels. Perhaps even the person who had left that question online was dumbfounded by her answer.
That person might have been joking. He surely did not expect Misaka Mikoto to ‘admit’ that fact in such a straightforward manner!
‘Even if you did summon it… shouldn’t you hide your identity as a ‘Heavenly Fire Summoner’?’
‘Wait a minute!’
‘Hide my ass!’
‘How did you even summon that thing?!’
Laughter erupted from various spots in the live audience. The atmosphere in the arena was jovial.
Misaka Mikoto lowered her head and looked left and right. She was flustered when she saw that no one believed her.
She turned to look at Liu Zilang who was grinning. She said frantically, “Shifu, Shifu! I don’t think they believe me! You know that’s the truth, right?”
Liu Zilang was still grinning. However, something was different… his grin had become twisted.
However, his tone of voice was gentle as he consoled her, “Don’t worry, the truth shall only be known by chosen believers. Your master knows that you…”
‘You’re delusional!’
He didn’t finish his sentence. Instead, he sighed and patted her shoulder.
Misaka Mikoto felt the weight on her shoulder. To her, it was like the burden of responsibility!
‘Hmph!
‘Just wait and see!
‘I won’t let Shifu down!’
She swore to herself while clenching her petite fists.
…
At the end of the short interview, the players retired backstage to prepare for the next match.
In the previous match, Liu Zilang had won the chicken dinner with a chick. They also had a total of 24 kills, including the three by Misaka Mikoto of Long Shenjue and the others. Hence, they were in the lead with 540 points.
The live audience oohed and aahed as they looked at Liu Zilang’s match statistics on the screens on the stage.
Meanwhile, backstage, Liu Zilang was undergoing ‘court-martial’ by Long Shenjue and GodV.
After hemming and hawing, Liu Zilang was barely able to prop himself up from the sofa.
“Why are you so serious even in an exhibition match? Why can’t you go a little easy on your friends?” Long Shenjue chided, still feeling a little sore about what had happened in the previous match.
GodV added on with his complaints, “It’s alright if you don’t plan to go easy on us. The main thing is, why can’t you be a little bit more responsible for your disciple? What kind of grenade throw was that?”
GodV had watched the replay of her grenade throw as he was walking off the stage after being eliminated earlier. He wished that he had not turned his head around to witness that scene…
Liu Zilang heard the indignant complaints from his teammates, and he joined them in condemning Misaka Mikoto. However, in his heart, he felt overjoyed…
They finally reached an agreement that they should not remain that way in the next match. It was an exhibition match after all, and their main priority was to entertain the audience.
They decided on a series of gunshots to signal among themselves with before any incidents happened, it was in order to prevent friendly fire among allies.
At the end of the break period, it was time for the second match of the day.
On the commentary platform.
“Hmm, in the last match, Vic used a combo with a frag grenade and the last bullet in his AWM to perform an earth-shattering turnabout. Thanks to that, Karl and Shroud respectively won the chicken drumstick and the chicken butt. I believe that they’ll be approaching this match with a grudge in their hearts!”
“That’s right. Not to forget Vivian too, she managed to knock out Vic but was suddenly delivered Heavenly Fire Punishment by Menhera-chan. I believe she won’t be as unlucky in this match.”
“Haha, now that you mention it. If it was not for the Heavenly Fire in the last match, Vivian would have killed both Vic and Menhera-chan. Then, the match wouldn’t have resulted in Vic’s unbelievable ‘flying chicken dinner’.”
“If you put it that way, the real MVP of the last match should be that Heavenly Fire. Or at the very least, the historic turning point.”
“Oh? It makes sense if you put it that way. It seems like in PUBG tournaments, everything that happens has its consequences.”
“Oh! Our players have settled into their seats. The match is about to start, let’s get back to the action.”
“…”
Not long after the commentators had finished speaking, the familiar map of an island appeared on the screen.
Accompanied by the intense rumbling of an engine, an airplane✈️ rolled into view from the distant horizon.
“Oh! Looks like we’re on an old map this time.”
“I think everyone’s more familiar with the old maps. Comparing the two, this map should be more competitive.”
“By the way, I’ve also heard that the latest PUBG map is a 4×4 rainforest map called Sanhok. I’ve heard that the area is even smaller, but it has better resources. Hence, the tempo of the game will be more intense.”
“Yup, I’ve heard of that as well. It should be in the update after the California International Invitationals.”
“Haha, imagine the top one hundred players of the world being put on that map. Gunfire would erupt every second! It makes me excited just thinking about it.”
“Enough with the chit-chat now, let’s get back to the match. Tsk tsk, the flight route this time seems interesting.”
Through God’s perspective shown on the screen, the airplane was seen departing from Zharki which was at eleven o’clock in the top left corner of the map. It then headed southward, almost in a straight line, after that.
It passed through both halves of Georgopol, and its terminal stop was Primorsk which was in the lower-left corner of the map. It was a rare ‘edge route’.
In the match, Liu Zilang felt salty when he saw the flight route.
In such a flight route, the distribution of resources was uneven. Chaotic battles would ensue in the opening stages of the match, and he would very much like to avoid being killed amid the chaos.
“Shifu, shifu~! Where are we jumping?” Misaka Mikoto asked anxiously.
“Hm…” Liu Zilang pondered on the question for a moment and then made a mark on the map. “Let’s jump at the terminal stop.”
As the airplane flew southward, passing through swaths of land, he estimated that not many people would be left when they jumped.
He gave the signal to Misaka Mikoto.
Jump!
The next moment, when they both jumped out of the airplane, they became dumbfounded…
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