In the Internet age, who still makes traditional games?

#66 - "Come on! Sit on my face!"

"Are you guys even ethical?"

"Do you guys even have brains?"

"Do you understand tactics at all??!"

Zhang Siming felt his common sense being challenged:

"Six people taking one path? What about the other path then? Just ignoring it?"

"Aren't you afraid someone will steal your flag?"

"Is this how you guys play games?!"

The streamer kept rambling, but the viewers were laughing gleefully:

"Hahaha, a professional player, that's all he is!"

"What do you know? This is called a master of tactical transformations!"

"He's getting tilted! He's getting tilted!"

"The game just started, don't get triggered so quickly."

… …

During the respawn countdown.

Zhang Siming didn't just wait idly. He took a deep breath to calm himself and quickly called for teammate assistance in the chat channel:

"Someone come defend the base! They're all on the top lane! They're almost here!"

The teammate quickly replied:

"No one's there? Hang in there! We're going to steal their base first!"

Zhang Siming: "?"

"There are 6 of them!!!"

"What the hell am I supposed to hang in there with??"

He was super annoyed, but he still had to hold on.

Since it had already turned into a base trade, he could only go all in.

The longer he delayed the opponents, the greater the chance his team would gain an advantage.

After respawning, Zhang Siming found that his ultimate, which was originally full of energy, had been emptied.

But he wasn't planning on using it anyway, so he ignored it and charged towards the enemy again.

This time, he didn't charge mindlessly. Instead, he ran to the octagonal pavilion at the corner of the road, squatting behind the thick bluestone railing and vermilion pavilion pillars, planning to ambush someone.

The idea was fine, and the execution was fine too—

Three headshots in a row, quickly taking down Bai Wei at the front. The speed was so fast that the opponent didn't even have time to react and activate Paper Transformation.

After attacking, he quickly crouched down to avoid the bullets raining down.

"They're all here pressing me?" Zhang Siming was a little surprised, but more happy. "Are they all newbies?"

He couldn't help but smile. "They swarm around as soon as they see a kill, forgetting the optimal tactical objective. That's a big no-no…"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a delicate shout—

"Dragon Transformation!!!"

The loud dragon roar instantly drowned out the gunshots.

Zhang Siming hadn't even realized what was happening when he saw the bluestone railing in front of him glow with golden light.

A jet-black dragon head, emitting golden light, burst through the wall!

By the time he realized what it was, it was too late.

The dragon soul picked up his body and soared into the sky, immediately taking away a large chunk of his health bar.

Before he could rejoice that he hadn't been instantly killed, the opponent's dense rain of bullets covered him again!

"Ah!!!"

The protagonist screamed and died again.

The remaining five opponents neatly put away their guns and continued rushing towards his base.

Leaving Zhang Siming looking at the respawn countdown, doubting his life.

… …

"? ? ?" Zhang Siming was struck as if by lightning.

What the hell does this have to do with being a top 16 in the World Championship?

Is this corpse-whipping too??

"It's not me shirking responsibility, there's really no way!"

"That's a new character, I've never even seen that skill before, and there's no vision. How can I dodge it?"

"Next time! Next time I promise to dodge it!"

"An ultimate that's announced before it's released like that will definitely not hit me again!"

Zhang Siming desperately assured the viewers, hoping they would stop whipping his corpse about being "top 16."

This was not only his lifelong pain, but if they kept going, his teammates would also be caught in the crossfire.

[The Red Team's flag has been captured by the enemy]

The battlefield broadcast sounded loudly, and at the same time, a huge system prompt popped up in the center of the screen.

"Good! My contribution was not in vain!" Zhang Siming cheered up.

But as soon as he finished speaking—

[The Blue Team's flag has been captured by the enemy]

The comments section was filled with hahaha again.

Zhang Siming didn't have time to look anymore.

He had already respawned.

The moment he jumped out of the respawn point, he happened to pick up a refreshed item—he didn't have time to see what the effect was, he only noticed that the muzzle of his gun was glowing red, so he assumed it was a damage boost item.

Chasing after the five opponents who had run away, he raised his gun and fired wildly.

Fei Yun on the other side took two shots before he reacted and activated his shield.

After activating the shield, he led two teammates and counterattacked.

Zhang Siming turned around and ran, burrowing into the two-story teahouse on the side of the road, planning to kite them a bit.

—This map looks magnificent from a distance, but it's not all palaces.

In order to enrich the map, and to add interest and strategy, the development team, while ensuring aesthetic coordination, added many teahouses, opera stages, markets, pagodas, watchtowers, streets, and even small bridges, flowing water, garden rockeries…

Various elements are harmoniously pieced together and integrated as much as possible.

With the coordination of a unified main color tone, players will not feel abrupt unless they stare at it and study it carefully.

Zhang Siming rushed into the teahouse, turned around and started blocking the door.

But the opponents didn't care at all!

Taking advantage of the shield still being up, they charged forward against his bullets, and several wooden doors were smashed on the spot.

Zhang Siming had no choice but to turn around and run to the second floor.

Then, he heard another voice amid the dense gunshots—

"Gale, answer me!"

The next moment, there was a violent sound of wind.

His first reaction was a bit strange: the gunshots were so intense, how could he hear the wind?

The comments section was frantically spamming:

[Careful! Heyin is using her ultimate!]

But Zhang Siming was being chased by someone with a shield, how could he have time to look at the comments?

When he finally rushed to the end of the stairs, he looked up and saw Heyin's tender cyan sandals—

Those crystal-clear toenails and round toes were almost stuffed into his mouth.

From this perspective, Heyin's smooth instep, straight calves, and even fair thighs were all exposed!

Zhang Siming and the entire live broadcast room were stunned for a moment.

Then they realized and saw the dual guns that were also almost stuffed into his mouth.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Heyin instantly emptied her magazine!

Because of his momentary daze, Zhang Siming didn't even think about activating his ultimate, let alone counterattack.

But at this time, the viewers were not mocking him.

Everyone had more important things to do—

"Quick! Sit on my face!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! The streamer is so bad, aren't you going to insult him? Quick, squat on him!"

"Not his body! His face! Squat directly on my face!"

… …

In shooting games, there is a traditional, classic, and long-standing way to taunt opponents—

Kill the opponent, and then squat on his corpse to squat down and stand up.

The characters in Dream Builder can of course do this too.

But the opponent didn't do that.

It is unknown whether it was because the other party was a gacha game player and was not familiar with this traditional custom in the FPS circle, or because they were unwilling to let their beloved anime waifu do such a lewd action…

Zhang Siming was still sitting in front of the computer, but his soul had already flown away.

He had a kind of illusion—

As if he was lying on the floor in the game.

He was weak all over, his brain was blank, like a corpse.

The game had only started a few minutes ago?

He had already fed them three times!

—The points the opponents got were all from him alone!

Seeing the viewers start spamming the "Top 16 is this it?" meme again after Heyin disappeared, he felt so tired.

Should he just stop struggling?

What if I really lowered the gold content of the top 16 in the World Championship?

Zhang Siming was losing confidence in this way of playing.

And that wasn't the end of it.