Rent Collector: Get the school district building from the Goddess of Fudge

The moment his body touched the seat, Chen Fan's whole state began to change.

Skillfully hang the headset around the neck, click the desktop icon with the mouse, and each computer has been connected to the big screen through channels.

Staring at the familiar interface on the screen, Chen Fan entered a string of numbers into the login interface without thinking, and clicked to start the game.

With the loading of the progress bar, the screen began to switch to the main interface of the game. Just like what he would do every time he logged in, Chen Fan first opened the panel of personal attributes.

The audience was already surrounded by a group of people who came to watch the battle. After all, this is also one of the pastimes of modern people. Some people focused their eyes on the big screen and screamed out loud.

"More than 6 games, more than 400 million fighting power! What's going on, it's against the sky!"

"I'm going, this is definitely a boss, are you crazy, playing a level hundreds of times can't make up such a high number of games!"

At this time, several staff members couldn't help being a little confused, such players will not exceed ten figures in the whole server after the public beta.

Not to mention the combat power, each victory point plus additional conditions and the highest winning rate of common heroes is only more than 50.

A winning rate of 400 million is too unrealistic. If it is a professional player, it is still possible.

Sure enough, there were still some jealous guys among the onlookers.

Shouting to check the number, if it is a modification or other improper means, the qualification will be disqualified.

The staff walked towards Chen Fan apologetically, but Chen Fan nodded indifferently.

If it is really like what Lin Keer said, the fairness and rigor of the competition will naturally have to be observed.

I know my own number the best. This can be said to be the result of day and night every day. It is naturally incomprehensible for normal people.

Seeing Chen Fan being so happy at first, the staff felt that there must be something wrong.

Anyway, it's too exaggerated, but by scanning the data code corresponding to the account.

After connecting to the server, the staff's jaws couldn't close.

There is no data tampering in any way in the account.

At the same time, because the battle history data is too frequent and the completion time is too incredible, at least a thousand battles have not been entered by the system.

The staff stared at Chen Fan like a monster. As a staff member of the game, he naturally had his own account, but he had only seen such a boss in the league, thinking to himself.

"Could it be that professional players come to experience life?"

The competition started after the remaining nine players logged into the game. At first, everyone's eyes naturally fell on Chen Fan's monitor.

Even the screen transition is the same. Chen Fan's character is a mage, and his name is also very simple, with a single word "Fan".

But after a while, something weird happened in front of everyone's eyes, and the one who was fighting him was naturally a mage.

But the whole process seemed to have already been stipulated. Chen Fan's every skill release cooldown, including the opponent's position, could be calculated without the slightest deviation.

Eight minutes passed, and the forehead of his opponent was already covered with cold sweat.

It was the sixth time he was solo killed by Chen Fan. During this period, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The damage seems to have been calculated, being killed by defensive towers, wild monsters, and even minions. Chen Fan always likes to let his opponent live a few more seconds with the last blow every time.

Twelve minutes passed, Chen Fan's side was only at a slight disadvantage, while the other side had collapsed in three directions, and the door was wide open.

After several times of Chen Fan's effortless transcendence, the mentality of the opponent was completely panicked.

The rhythm formation was chaotic and confused, and the final result was obvious. Chen Fan's team won the victory 25-3.

Chen Fan took off his earphones and heaved a sigh of relief, gently wiped off the fine sweat on his palms, skillfully took things out of his pockets, and then smiled embarrassingly.

He had already quit smoking and almost forgot about it. He still wanted to end the battle with a cigarette. He looked up at the sky outside, gave a wry smile, exited the game interface, and walked down the stage.

The audience in the audience were immersed in Chen Fan's operation, and no one saw Chen Fan strode off the stage for a while.

A classic team battle scene was still playing on the big screen.

Chen Fan searched for a place, and hooked his finger towards Chen Anran. Chen Anran's eyes flashed with little stars, and he rushed over.

"Wow, Chen Fan, you are going against the sky, you are so handsome."

Chen Fan rubbed her little head and said with a smile.

"Can you understand, don't make a fuss about it. By the way, sister Ke'er, haven't you come down yet?"

Chen Anran pointed to the table next to him, signaling to look in that direction, and Chen Fan followed his gaze to see that Lin Ke'er was holding the mouse nervously with a sullen little face, and there was a faint layer of sweat on his face.

"This little girl is not very good. The opponent is generally good, but it takes so long."

Chen Anran rolled his eyes at him, and whispered to himself.

"Who is like you who spends all day without doing business and playing games with nothing to do?"

Chen Fan frowned, and looked at Chen Anran coldly.

Chen Anran also realized that he had slipped his tongue, stuck out his tongue and blinked his eyes, and said with an innocent look.

"Oh, don't look at me, just look at Sister Ke'er, she doesn't look very well."

Chen Fan was distracted, and looked at the big screen over there, 19-16, the battle between the two sides was very stalemate, Chen Fan couldn't help frowning, and said to himself.

"Xiao Nizi played Assassin, but the opposite shooter's economy stabilized at one end. It doesn't look good. If the advantage doesn't expand, it will be easily overturned."

After another 10 minutes, the game had been played for 25 minutes, and there was indeed a gap between the two sides, and Lin Keer's advantage had already been tied.

This is the last wave of team battles, and the winner or loser will be announced in the next minute.

Chen Fan felt a little weird from the beginning to the end.

Several of Lin Keer's teammates seemed to be hiding their strength, and every time they seemed to let Lin Keer sacrifice while letting nature take its course.

With a slight advantage, the remaining people retreated completely. Chen Fan glanced at the situation of both sides, and his heart sank.

Lin Ke'er was 4-12 and several of his teammates still had a positive record. Chen Fan observed a few more waves.

It was discovered that Lin Keer, a little girl, played more aggressively than ordinary girls, but her teammates seemed to know this but never came to help. Sure enough, some unpleasant voices began to come from around.

"This little girl is too good, she is a drag on the team."

"It's just like this, what kind of game are you playing? Hanging up as soon as possible will not affect the overall score."

Chen Fan realized that this was targeted, but after all, he was still in the game and naturally he couldn't make a cross. In the end, he narrowly defeated his opponent at 39-38.

And some uninformed people in the audience laughed out loud when they saw Lin Keer's dismal record.

Lin Ke'er walked around the crowd without saying a word, the frustration and sadness on her face were beyond words.

Chen Fan hurried up and pulled her back. With a jerk, he felt something bump into his arms, and Chen Fan was stunned...