Chapter 301 Shipbuilding

Although Mu Wanqing had a strange expression on her face,

Lin Yao still dragged her to the Internet cafe near Lin Mu's studio.

As soon as the two entered,

noisy sounds accompanied by a dull atmosphere came over them.

Lin Yao and Mu Wanqing did not disturb the receptionist who was also playing games, and wandered around the Internet cafe casually.

Although it was a weekday, most of the seats in the Internet cafe were full.

Among the ten machines,

seven were playing "Heroes"...

Most people were sitting in a row.

It was obvious that they were playing with friends.

Lin Yao stopped and looked behind a player.

The player was playing with five people.

At this moment, the game was more than halfway through.

It was very intense.

The player did not even notice the two people standing behind him.

All he could think about was farming soldiers and fighting in a team.

"The jungler has crossed the river, be careful in the top lane."

"Don't worry, I've placed a ward, if he comes I'll kill him twice."

"Bullshit! You said the same thing in the last game, and you got beaten and killed twice, retreat, retreat, retreat."

"Don't argue! Don't argue!"

"Hey, here it comes, fuck! You can even get around?"

"I told you to retreat."

"I almost changed one just now..."

"A large wave of soldiers has been lost, and you've collapsed directly! And you changed one, now the tower is almost gone."

"...It's okay, I'm useful in team fights!"

"You said the same thing in the last game, you idiot!"

"Fuck, you're useless in the middle lane."

"How can you be useless? I killed the opponent once."

"Don't argue! I'll help the top lane catch a wave later, you lure it out and fight back."

"Okay, come on, jungle dad."

"Call dad again."

"Get lost!"

At this time.

The game is not clear.

The bottom lane has no advantage, the top lane collapsed, and only the middle lane has a little advantage.

The kill ratio is 2 to 6.

Although ordinary players cannot see their economic panels when playing games, they will still instinctively feel disadvantaged when seeing such a head-to-head ratio.

However,

although they are at a disadvantage,

several people do not feel too much burden.

They still laugh and scold.

They devote themselves to the game wholeheartedly.

Lin Yao looked at the five unfamiliar players, watching them yelling and shouting because of catching people, killing, and small-scale team battles, and was a little dazed.

Halfway through,

because of the wild daddy,

the disadvantage in the top lane was reversed.

The five people also wiped out the opponent in the middle lane.

They directly tied the situation and even had the upper hand.

The moment the opponent was wiped out,

the five people immediately shouted awesome.

The sound was so loud that

the whole Internet cafe could hear it.

"Awesome!!"

But the other people in the Internet cafe did not turn around, they were used to it.

Moreover, they were also shouting...

Only a few players who were not playing "Heroes" could not help but look sideways.

But soon,

their eyes shifted from the game to the girl standing behind the five people.

"Did you see that? I killed three people in one wave, and they lost half of their health!"

"I also killed two of them with my hack."

"Hellhound."

"You tm, you deal damage, and I grab kills, right?"

"Isn't that right?"

"No, only you two deserve credit, right? I just killed four people with that big wave, so what's that?"

"And one of your Qs missed?"

"..." "

Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, I deserve the most credit, if it weren't for me, the jungler, you would all be garbage."

"The jungler, right?"

"You dare to eat my red buff!?"

"..."

Several people began to take credit.

The whole Internet cafe was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Mu Wanqing couldn't help but smile.

Although she was not very familiar with this game, she could feel the fun that this game brought to the players.

It was indeed... successful.

She turned her head to look at Lin Yao.

But she found that she was a little dazed.

"Lin Yao."

Mu Wanqing was a little surprised, held her hand, and called her softly.

"...Well, let's go."

Lin Yao came back to her senses, smiled, and then pulled her towards the exit.

She had seen what she wanted to see.

The other side.

After the five players wiped out the other team, they relaxed a little and heard footsteps behind them.

However, they only had time to see two backs...

Lin Yao pulled Mu Wanqing to the outside of the Internet cafe.

The spring breeze blew on her face.

It took away the dull feeling.

Lin Yao stopped, looked back at the bustling Internet cafe, and smiled again.

"What were you thinking about just now?"

Mu Wanqing asked softly, a little curious.

"Nothing, just a little emotional."

Lin Yao looked into the distance: "I haven't been to such a scene for a long time."

In her previous life, the Internet cafe industry had declined, and even the number of players in League of Legends had decreased a lot.

It has indeed been a long time since I saw it.

"...Has there been such a scene before?"

Mu Wanqing asked uncertainly.

Many people in the industry were surprised and envious of the grand occasion caused by "Heroes" this time.

When "Breakout" was first launched, the players' hardware was not ideal, and they flocked to the Internet cafes, but it was not as exaggerated as it is now.

Two-thirds of the people in each Internet cafe are playing the same game.

"Maybe."

Lin Yao turned her head and gave a vague answer, then said: "Ms. Mu, can you imagine it? Maybe in the future, there will be MOBA games that are becoming simpler and simpler to accommodate more players, such as MOBA games that can be played on mobile phones..."

"...Is this possible?"

Mu Wanqing shook her head slightly, somewhat unconvinced.

Although she is no longer involved in game development, after participating in the internal competition, she made a special effort to learn more about it, and also had a general understanding of the MOBA game led by Lin Yao.

This kind of game advocates operability.

How to operate a mobile phone?

"Yeah, is this possible..."

Lin Yao turned back again, glanced at the Internet cafe, and sighed softly: "Ms. Mu, how does the saying go... I am a remnant of the old era, and there is no ship that can carry me in the new era."

"..."

Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yao, who was suddenly acting cool, with a strange look on her face.

"But that was in the past."

Lin Yao put away the faint sadness on her face, suddenly showed a bright smile, took a step forward and hugged Mu Wanqing, and whispered: "We are now the shipbuilders of the new era!"

"... Yeah." Mu Wanqing hugged Lin Yao's slender waist, and she understood this sentence.

Indeed.

Linmu Studio can really be regarded as a shipbuilder of the new era.

And this huge ship.

At this moment, it is constantly recruiting passengers...

Lin Yao patted her back and said half-jokingly: "Now you are also a crew member, don't think about getting off the ship next, even if all the passengers have left, you have to follow me, the captain, and drive the ship all the way until it decays and sinks."

"Yeah." Mu Wanqing showed a gentle smile and nodded gently.

"It's agreed... Let's go, I'll treat you to milk tea, it's rare to come out."

Lin Yao let go of the black silk glasses girl.

Walked out of the brief nostalgia.

The past can be missed.

But there is no need to immerse in it all the time.

"Hey..."

Mu Wanqing was immediately unhappy: "Don't do it, it's easy to get fat..."

"What are you afraid of, you don't get fat."

"You are a special case, you can eat anything without getting fat, there is something wrong with your physique..."

"Bullshit, go, go."

Lin Yao walked around behind Mu Wanqing, pushed the reluctant black silk glasses girl, and walked towards the nearest milk tea shop. At the same time, the two   began to negotiate

about whether to drink half sugar or full sugar.   A mature lady and a young girl walked on the street.   Attracting countless eyes.   And they looked like this. They   didn't look like shipbuilders.   They were more like coincasters...   (End of this chapter)