Silicon Invasion

The reasons for Luo Rui's refusal were sharp and powerful, leaving Uncle Niu speechless for a moment.

However, he still didn't want to give up, hoping to build a relationship first and then slowly work towards his goal.

"Brother Luo, don't refuse so quickly. Although your parents' opinions are important, you still have to make your own decisions in life. How about this? There's a competition today, why don't you go up and experience it later?"

What kind of development is this? Asking him to participate in a competition? Recalling that the green-haired guy seemed to have lost just now, could it be that their team is short of people and wants him to fill in?

Thinking of this, Luo Rui looked around. As expected, he didn't see Tian Junli. He didn't know if he was embarrassed and deliberately avoiding him, or if he simply didn't come.

Using him as a coolie while making it sound so high-sounding, as if they were making a special exception for him.

Sure, sure.

Luo Rui felt that he was quite magnanimous, but not to the extent that he would help someone out immediately after being disgusted by them.

Besides, he only knew how to play Warrior 7. Facing long-range fire, wouldn't he be like a sitting duck? This is purely embarrassing, and he wouldn't do it. If he lost and was mocked by that baby-faced guy again, his mentality would definitely explode.

"Forget it, I just had a full meal and shouldn't exercise."

Luo Rui wasn't lying. He had just come out of the buffet. If an ordinary person ate as much as he did and went up to shake around, they would definitely throw up.

"It's okay, you can go on later after you've rested."

Uncle Niu was very considerate and immediately came up with a good idea.

You're really a clever little鬼, Luo Rui thought to himself.

"I don't know how to operate other mechs, so I'd better not drag you down."

Luo Rui spoke sincerely and truthfully.

"It doesn't matter, winning or losing doesn't matter, just do your best."

Uncle Niu still wouldn't give up.

Suddenly feeling a little tired, Luo Rui felt that his face was too thin and he was no match for this greasy uncle.

Seeing that Luo Rui didn't say anything and just put on a cold face, Uncle Niu's eyes rolled: "Brother Luo, how about this? We'll treat you as a foreign aid and pay you a salary. Regardless of winning or losing, as long as you play, we'll give you the hourly internet fee of a Star Arena ace pilot, and if you win, we'll add two hours, how about that?"

As soon as Luo Rui heard this, he immediately became a little annoyed. Was he such a materialistic person? Isn't it just 500 yuan per hour for internet fees? He also has some assets in his pocket now, does he care about these measly amounts?

But the whole thing was a misunderstanding. Besides, it would be nice to experience the atmosphere of the competition in advance, and it would be beneficial to himself to spar with experts.

It was purely an itch in his hands, for no other reason.

As for being full, he had already digested it while wandering around on the first floor, so it didn't matter.

"Who is my opponent? Is there any information?"

Although there was a guaranteed hour, since he planned to go on, he also wanted to strive for the other two hours. After all, he had only charged a total of two hours at the Star Arena so far, and there were still more than forty minutes left.

Why did his attitude change so quickly?

Uncle Niu was still thinking about how to persuade Luo Rui, but he didn't expect Luo Rui to surrender directly. After a while, he came back to his senses and quickly asked the person next to him to bring over the information.

"This competition is 5 rounds of 1v1, counting small points. The opponent is the Qingcheng Internet Cafe team from Laizhi County. They have already played three rounds, and the current score is 2:1. We are 1. This is the information of the opposing team members who have not yet played."

Player 1: Passerby, specializes in Bluebird…

Player 2: Drunk on the Street: Specializes in Thor…

Player 3: Over-Reliance: Specializes in Bluebird…

Looking at the information in his hand, putting aside everything else, even the IDs are people with stories…

But what's with the specialized mechs at the back?

Bluebird? Thor? These are all fourth-generation gold coin mechs in the game, all long-range fire mechs. Including the one from the previous match, that's four long-range fire mechs. This team is a bit seriously lopsided.

But there's no way around it. There are few experts in small places, and long-range fire mechs are the easiest to achieve results, so everyone is as pragmatic as possible.

"Is that all three of them?"

"It's hard to say. The one from the previous match was a rookie, not in our database. We don't know if the other side is hiding anyone."

"…"

Luo Rui was speechless, but he scratched his head and felt that it wasn't a big problem. According to this pattern, even if they were hiding someone, it would probably still be a long-range fire mech.

"How is it? Is there a problem?"

Uncle Niu's eyes were full of hope. Saying that winning or losing didn't matter was all fake. What's the point of playing a game if you're not trying to win?

"I really only specialize in Warrior 7, but it seems like there's not much chance of winning against Bluebird and Thor."

In order not to overly stimulate Uncle Niu, Luo Rui spoke a little conservatively, changing 'only know' to 'only specialize'.

"It's really not easy to deal with."

Warrior 7, a big guy weighing 31 tons, chasing long-range fire with his legs, this is simply a free point question.

"Can I get on the machine during the break?"

Hearing Luo Rui's question, Uncle Niu immediately understood that this guy wanted to sharpen his gun at the last minute. But that's also good, at least Luo Rui didn't think about fooling around.

"No problem, the break is quite long. If your body can handle it, it's enough to practice for several rounds. If you need it, I can arrange it for you."

The break time is indeed very long. The time for mech battles is usually very short, and there are not many that can last for more than ten minutes.

The shopping mall spent so much effort to organize such a big competition, but it was over in less than an hour. The input and output were not proportional, which was not good for anyone.

Therefore, the organizers generally extend the break time to more than an hour. In this way, everyone can take advantage of the gap to go to the toilet, take a stroll around the store, try on clothes, buy a cup of milk tea, and then come back to wait for the next game.

Luo Rui calculated the time. The game had just ended, and there was still nearly an hour of break time. Adding the next game, if there was no break in between, the practice time for familiarizing himself with a new mech would even exceed the actual operating time of Warrior 7.

If the opponents were both at the level of the two players from the previous game, Luo Rui felt that he might be able to fight for it.

Thinking of this, he didn't delay any longer and told Uncle Niu what he meant.

Uncle Niu didn't waste any more words and asked Luo Rui to change his clothes first, and he went to communicate with the event organizer.

"Sister, what's this guy's background? Why is he wearing your team uniform?" Feng Yaoyao, who was hiding to the side, didn't hear what Luo Rui and Uncle Niu were talking about. She only felt that the two were a little close. In her impression, Uncle Niu was not easy to get along with.

"It's none of your business, be honest and don't cause any more trouble." Feng Weiwei really wanted to say, "I don't know either," but in order to maintain the majesty of the eldest sister, she directly answered irrelevantly and scolded Feng Yaoyao.

"Hmph, never mind if you don't tell me."

Uncle Niu quickly made arrangements. Anyway, the machine was idle, and it wouldn't hurt to do someone a favor.

At this time, in the audience area outside, most of the crowd had dispersed, leaving only a few who had occupied seats still in place. Until Luo Rui sat in the cockpit, he didn't attract much attention.

"Mech startup complete, self-check normal, hello, esteemed pilot…"