NOVEL NEXT Chapter 2
Chapter 2
[System] After a fierce battle, the Federation has won the final victory!
[Federation] Lemon: Remember the sight of I, your Daddy’s, great lofty back, it will guide you forward on the road ahead.
[Empire] GuestA: Haha! Successful LOOT [Lemon Daddy’s Hospice Care], screenshot!
When his roommate came back to sleep, that message just happened to be on the screen. The roommate, who knew Ling Meng well, couldn’t understand this attitude no matter how many times he saw it. “It’s only an opponent of yours who could be so happy to lose a match.”
Ling Meng took this as a compliment and, shaking out his legs, queued up his next match. He was playing his daily 1V1 speed battle challenge, which gave players a game reward as long as they won three matches in a row.
The “ding” alert sounded. Ling Meng entered the single-player interface and the impressive ID of “Mangosteen” appeared on the screen.
“Unexpectedly, you actually caught Mang God?” the roommate who was still looking at Ling Meng’s computer came up excitedly and said, “No way, how can you match up with him?”
Because of this player’s huge reputation, Mangosteen was known as the Mang God by a large amount of water friends2. He was an S-class signed anchor of the Fighting Cat3 live platform. He conquered male powder with his superb game skills and captured female powder with his beautiful, magnetic voice. He was a veritable king of popularity on the Galaxy celebrity list.
“Legend of the Galaxy” had only 500 spots in the highest rank of cosmic god, followed by Ling Meng’s star diamond rank. Players in the range from star diamond to cosmic god rank were referred to as “Gods”. Ling Meng was at the top of the star diamond. If he won 3 to 5 times, he could ascend to God, but the god-level masters were like clouds, often beaten down after a few rounds. Mang God had long stabilized in the top 30 of the national rankings, so theoretically it was unlikely for these two people to be matched together.
“Who knows? Maybe he hasn’t played much this season.” Ling Meng puffed up his cheeks like a hamster with peanuts in its mouth. His roommate has always thought that Ling Meng was the most suitable to be a game anchor, because, when he played the game, his expressions were too rich, enough to make a whole set of expression packs.
Ling Meng was randomly assigned the Empire faction and from time to time sent a fleet of spaceships in a harassing wave. Mang God deserved to be called Mang God, he knew his techniques like the palm of his hand. He got out of the protective cover early, easily intercepting Ling Meng’s forces outside the space station. He also led stealth troops to attack Ling Meng’s mining car.
Ling Meng’s resources were cut off, making his development slow. He made one last desperate effort, putting all his eggs in one basket, but his opponent’s mothership had been waiting for this exact moment to explode the back of his chrysanthemum.
This 1V1 battle ended with a unilateral hammering of Lemon by Mang God. When the huge failure message appeared on the black and white screen, his roommate, who had watched the whole match, couldn’t help but rejoice in his misfortune: “Haha, show me how you’ll say your backtalk this time? I’m afraid your “Lemon Daddy” title is not safe anymore.”
“What’s the matter?” Ling Meng didn’t care. “The other side is highly skilled. As a mere nobody, I don’t lose face by losing to him.”
“Are you sure you’re a nobody?”
“Of course; I know that he is Mang God, does he even know who I am?”
The announcement system popped up.
[System] After a fierce battle, the Federation achieved the final victory!
As always, Ling Meng pressed Enter to activate the chat box.
[Empire] Lemon: You boys play games very well~
“What the fuck!” Once again, his roommate was shocked by Ling Meng’s shameless face. “There really are brazen people like you!”
“All said, Mang God won’t commit my little ID to memory.”
Ling Meng’s voice had just fallen silent when the door of the dormitory was slammed open. The student in the opposite room stumbled and ran in, leaning against the door and laughing out of breath.
“Are you in the middle of an episode of laughing epilepsy?” Ling Meng asked unkindly.
The classmate pointed at him, pleased as punch: “You boys play games very well!”
Ling Meng was stunned speechless.
“You still don’t know? Just now Mang God was streaming!”
Ling Meng was dumbfounded. After a few seconds, with a wail, he rushed to the opposite room. His classmate’s computer was pulled up on the live broadcast of Mang God. The number of online users up to five figures and he saw it was about to break six.
The match had only just ended. With the live picture of LOADING, the barrage was rolling wildly. Everyone was repeating the same sentence:
“You boys play games very well~”
“You boys play games very well~”
“You boys play games very well~”
At that moment, Ling Meng sure had great thoughts of this Uncle Mang God. What was the value in live streaming a god-level player running to the star diamond rank to play 1V1? (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻