Xia Xiaotong's words were shocking.
But this time, the pupil words did not make the Polaris crowd burst out laughing like before. Everyone present was a veteran in the holographic e-sports and no one was stupid. After looking at each other, they all realized the trick.
"Dylan...deliberately letting the game go, fixing the match?" Bo Yu said tentatively, clearing up everyone's inner doubts: "No way? What good would this do him?"
"Isn't it said that Sabretooth is very harsh in judging the contestants? Could it be that he has a grudge against Yoyo? Is he trying to use this opportunity to bring Yoyo down?" Zhou Yanjun asked suspiciously, "But has he ever had any conflicts with Yoyo in private?"
"But I heard Sabretooth has dozens of young trainees and substitutes. Unlike us, they value brotherhood, teamwork, potential, and talent. A single individual's performance in a single match can directly impact their position." Shi Ya pondered, "Even if Dylan's move was to get Yoyo, the price he paid was too high, wasn't it? He gave away the team's first blood. If we judge him by that standard, he won't get any good results."
"What you said makes sense." Zhou Yanjun pinched his fat chin with two fingers and reasoned seriously, "Could it be that... he's attracted to the dwarf? So he wants to use two human heads as a token of loyalty to win the dwarf's favor?"
Xia Tong's eyes widened suddenly: "Huh???"
Lin Mingfei threw the fork on the table like a dart and cursed, "You've seen too many temptations to return home!"
Zhou Yanjun tilted his head to avoid the attack, looking rather aggrieved. "Can you come up with a more reasonable explanation? Dylan's actions, aside from providing some benefits to the dwarf, I really can't see any other benefit."
A group of people looked at each other.
He Youjin tapped the glass with a small silver spoon, and the "ding-dong" sound attracted their attention.
"Alright, no matter how you look at it, this is just an internal conflict within the Sabretooth Tiger team, right? You're all here worrying about it like it's real. Are you the neighborhood committee ladies downstairs or the Women's Federation? If I were to ask you, wouldn't their internal strife be a good thing for us? We should raise our glasses and celebrate." He then raised his glass in a fitting gesture: "Come on, come on, cheers!"
There was silence at the table for two seconds, and then everyone felt as if something had suddenly dawned on them, and they all raised their glasses with a smile.
"Manager He's analysis is correct!"
"Come on, let's have a fight. Who knows, maybe we can actually win next year's league without even fighting?"
"Damn, winning without a fight is pretty boring. I really want to have another proper fight with Sabretooth in the league."
"Little guy, raise your cup! Why are you still gnawing on that chicken drumstick when there's no meat on it?"
"Chicken cartilage is also delicious, umm..." Xia Tong's mouth made a "crunching" sound, and his cheeks moved like a happy little hamster. After he swallowed the chicken cartilage, he licked his fingers with satisfaction, and saw that everyone had raised the glasses in their hands and gathered in the center.
"What does this mean? Is it about who drinks more?" he asked in confusion.
"No, this is just a celebratory etiquette." Shi Ya smiled: "You can think of it as everyone making a wish together."
"Oh, I see!" Xia Tong suddenly understood, and followed suit, raising his glass filled with milk and clinking glasses with the other five people one by one. After a "ding ding dong dong" sound, he began to make a wish seriously: "Then I hope it snows a little harder later, preferably overnight, so that I can go out and build a snowman tonight, and then I can go out and build a snowman tomorrow!"
"Wow, could you please be more promising?" Zhou Yanjun said speechlessly, "At least make a bigger wish!"
"A bigger wish..." Xia Tong thought for two more seconds before changing her words: "Then I wish that we can go out and build a snowman together later!"
"That's a wish that's a bit too big..." Zhou Yanjun said distressedly, "Alas, that's all he can achieve."
"I think it's nice to make a wish that comes true. Being content is the key to happiness! So after dinner, let's all go out and play in the snow! Let's make our Blink player's rare Christmas Eve wish come true." Shi Ya said with a smile, "Cheers, to victory in next year's league! Then let me give my acceptance speech. I've even prepared a speech."
"No one's going to snatch it from you. After all, you're the face of our Polaris, right?" Lin Mingfei chuckled. He lowered his head and gently grasped the back of Xia Tong's hand under the table. The little omega noticed it, turned his neck, and looked at him with raised eyes, but he didn't pull his hand away. His big eyes flickered and smiled. Lin Mingfei became more and more demanding, placing the little omega's delicate and soft palm in his palm and squeezing it, playing with it for a while, and then said meaningfully: "And to our hard-earned fate of meeting together, cheers."
Compared to the joyful festive atmosphere at Polaris, the situation at Sabretooth is not so optimistic.
The results of the training matches were automatically counted by the system. After Xia Tong voluntarily withdrew from the arena, the three members of Sabretooth won the victory effortlessly. After they left the arena, they looked at the announced score of "3:2" and felt particularly unhappy.
The cocoon's hatch slowly opened, and the five of them finally met again in reality. All the unexpected events from the previous match replayed themselves in their minds. Goblin, Yoyo, Mo Lan, and the others all had a lot to say, but due to Dylan's status within the team, they didn't know how to break the deadlock. None of them wanted to be the first to attack, so they waited for the others to lose their temper, and the scene was extremely awkward.
Dylan, at the center of the storm, seemed unusually calm. He leaned on the armrest and sat up from his cocoon. He yawned and walked out of the cabin without making eye contact with anyone else, let alone speaking. His reaction made Yoyo feel very uncomfortable, so she blurted out, "Dylan, what do you mean? Aren't you going to say anything?"
Dylan paused, turned his head and looked at Yoyo in surprise.
"Say something? What do you want me to say?" He asked sarcastically, "Do you really want me to say 'Congratulations, and keep up the good work' after winning this game?"
Yoyo's eyes widened slowly, and she was filled with anger. Her breathing became uneven due to his mockery and ridicule. "What? Who asked you to congratulate me? Are we all stupid and can't tell whether this game is a win or a loss?"
"Oh, so you're not fools," Dylan said coldly. "Now that you've said that, I don't need to consider certain people's face anymore. The favorable situation turned into an unfavorable one, and we almost got overturned. Is it unrelated to that tactic that someone came up with?"
What was supposed to happen finally happened. The goblin looked as if shot through the heart. His face gradually turned pale, then a little blue. Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up and growled, "It was you who decided to take Yoyo with you to fight Blink! If you hadn't gone, neither you nor Yoyo would have died! And we wouldn't have ended up in this situation!"
"Come on, I was just testing tactics for you. Isn't the essence of training matches to spy on the enemy and test strategies?" Dylan laughed strangely. "Besides, I thought all five of us were alive, and there was only one Blink on the other side, so we had a sure win. Who knew the plan you came up with would be so brilliant, yet so awful that we lost even with five against one! What the hell is wrong with your brain? You came up with such a bunch of crap, I'm in awe of you."
The goblin couldn't argue with him, and his teeth were almost broken: "You——"
"Why are you still not convinced?" Dylan sneered. "That's perfect. When Manager Zhao comes back, we'll talk to him about who should take the blame for the five-on-one upset."
After saying that, he left the training room alone, regardless of the goblin's curse words and clenched fists.
There was dead silence in the training room.
The goblin was panting in anger. He turned his head with bloodshot eyes and met the extremely complicated gazes of Mo Lan, King Robin and Yoyo.
"You...you all think it's all my fault, just like him?" The Goblin's voice was hoarse, his expression a mixture of a smile and anger. "Do you all really think I'm so annoying that I should get out of this team and make room for someone else?"
At the end of his words, he roared hysterically, like a wounded trapped animal.
"I think it's best not to bring this to Manager Zhao's attention. We can just review it ourselves. First of all, you are indeed not right in the latter part. Second, it is a fact that Manager Zhao favors Dylan. He is unlikely to punish Dylan for you." Mo Lan was the most objective and outspoken one among them, his voice was deep.
"Why the hell don't you answer my question directly!" the goblin demanded, furious.
"What's the point of answering your hypocritical questions now!" Mo Lan also got angry and replied impatiently: "You're about to lose your position! Why don't you consider a way out for yourself——"
He was interrupted by the furious goblin before he could finish his words: "I don't want to hear any of this! Do you think I don't know the severity of the situation? I need you to find a way out for me!"
Mo Lan: "...Fuck, you're a heartless, ungrateful bastard! And you're blind! You can't even tell who's working for your benefit and who's hurting you!" He slapped the armrest and jumped out of his cocoon, pulling up his team uniform sleeves: "I'm going to beat your stupid head into submission today! Damn it!"
The goblin completely lost his mind and roared, "Come on! Come and hit me! You've been wanting to do this for a long time, right? Dark Blue M!!"
Seeing that the two were about to start fighting in the training room, Yoyo and Robin King were frightened and both jumped out of their cocoons to separate them.
"What the hell is wrong with you two?! You should be united against the outside world at a time like this, but why are you fighting among yourselves?! Are you crazy?! Do you want to be fined?!"
"Hey Goblin, calm down! Brother Lan is doing this for your own good, can't you hear?!" Yoyo yelled anxiously, "Do you really want to give up your seat to that Ping Shuai?!"
His words were like a powerful little hammer, hitting the goblin's sore spot with a "bang". The goblin suddenly froze all over, and Mo Lan pulled a handful of hair out of it.
"Ouch!" The goblin squatted down in pain, holding the bald spot and trembling.
"I think this idiot just wants to give up his position to Ping Shuai. There's no hope!" Mo Lan cursed. "Do you think he has even the slightest desire to improve himself?"
"I'm doing this for the good of our team... I've always been thinking about our team..." Goblin muttered and retorted, his eyes actually reddening: "I've wasted all my feelings over the years, wuwuwu--" He twisted his butt and simply sat on the ground, bursting into tears.
Mo Lan: “…”
Robin King: "......"
Yoyo: "......"
The goblin cried like a 200-pound baby, and the sky was thundering and the earth was fiery. However, Yoyo was the first to react. He walked over quickly and closed the door of the training room.
"Um..." He rubbed his palms in confusion, as if he was having some psychological struggle, but seeing the goblin crying so miserably, Yoyo couldn't help but said: "Um, I actually think there is something wrong -"
Goblin: "Woo woo woo woo—"
Yoyo was so angry at his crying that she stepped over and covered his mouth, then interrupted him with a barrage of words: "You guys were too far away on the map just now so you didn't see it, but I really don't think the goblins can be blamed for this. Dylan's behavior around Blink was really weird!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the goblin stopped crying and even sucked back the snot that was flowing out of his nose.
The dark blue eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you mean?"
Yoyo bit his lip. He had always been the best-tempered and most docile one in the team. He rarely contradicted his teammates and never said bad things about others behind their backs, let alone that this person was Dylan, the supreme leader in their team.
"I..." He took a long time to muster up the courage to speak. "This may be a bit subjective, but Dylan really didn't do any effective attack damage at the time, and he kept blocking my view. I didn't see him activate 'Invisibility' the entire time, and I thought he was holding back a skill, so I gave him all my big buffs, but he still died in the end! I even thought... he was sent by the opponent to trick me into using my skills!"
When these words were spoken, the other three people were shocked.
"Actually, I felt something was amiss too..." Robin King muttered, "With Dylan's skill level, he should have no problem killing Blink alone. Even if his tactics weren't logical, he was bringing Yoyo with him, and with a nurse, his margin of error would at least double. How come they both died suddenly?"
"..." Mo Lan's expression was extremely solemn. He didn't easily say that dangerous word, but instead asked: "But why would Dylan do this? What benefits will this bring to him and our team?"
"Maybe he has disliked me for a long time and wants to take this opportunity to kick me out." The goblin pulled Yoyo's hand away and shouted in grievance.
"I beg you, there is no need to make it a fuss about whether he wins or loses the game just because he doesn't like you, right? The win or loss of our game is directly linked to our salary! Dylan is not an idiot. It is not worth it for him to do such a thing that hurts the enemy by a thousand and hurts himself by eight hundred! Unless you dig up their ancestral graves! I can only reluctantly believe that Dylan hates you to this extent." Mo Lan said impatiently with his arms crossed.
This time, the goblin was silenced by Mo Lan's sneer. After a while, he whispered with a nasal voice: "What should I do now?"
Mo Lan pinched his chin with one hand and pondered, "If you really get kicked out, then your substitute will be Ping Shuai. That guy hasn't played a proper game in two years. Playing with him will definitely be a nightmare. This is not just your problem."
"I agree. If we lose, we will all share the blame. In comparison, I would rather cooperate with you, Goblin. At least we know each other well and it's safer." King Robin said.
The sudden words of recognition from his teammates struck the goblin's heart. A warm current rushed from his chest to his throat, and the goblin choked.
"You...all of you...turns out you all recognize me so much."
"Don't overthink it. We have no choice." Mo Lan said with a straight face, "Only those with a choice would care about an idiot like you."
Yoyo smiled and said, "Then when we review the situation later, what should we do specifically to make the goblins stay?"
Mo Lan said: "It's very simple, just rush to take the blame, he can't replace us all."
Goblin: "...What if Manager Zhao really replaces you all?"
Mo Lan: "...Then I will beat you to death."
The goblin sobbed twice, then suddenly jumped up and pounced on Mo Lan, grabbing his arms around his neck.
Mo Lan: "Fuck, let go! Let go! Get away! Isn't this disgusting!!"
The goblin turned a deaf ear to him and hugged him, wailing loudly: "Mo Lan!!! I was wrong about you!!! You are really the best person in the world to me!! Wuuuuuuuuu! I love you!!"
After dinner, the Polaris team went out to play in the snow with Xia Tong as planned. They'd been so reserved at the table, acting like they were used to snow and weren't really interested, but once they were outside, they were like wild horses, especially Zhou Yanjun. That Alaskan pig stripped off his down jacket, donned a wool sweater, and rolled around in the snow, sending shards of ice flying everywhere.
Lin Mingfei did not participate in this down-to-earth activity. He stood by and helped Xia Tong build a snowman. Xia Xiaotong built the snowman silently and did not ask him for help. She was busy on her own. Lin Mingfei was idly browsing Weibo. He found that several people except Dylan from Sabretooth had posted a statement on their Weibo homepage. The main content was an apology to him. Among them, Goblin's apology was particularly specific, specifically about the rumor that he had fucked his fans.
Lin Mingfei let out a soft "tsk".
Judging from the number of comments, this is another big storm.
His private inbox on Weibo is overflowing with unread messages, all of which are from fans, some apologizing, some comforting, and some confessing their love.
It's all old news, and the past is long gone.
Lin Mingfei didn't care about the attitudes of the fans in the comment section, but from this incident, he at least understood one thing, that Xia Tong really kept him in her heart and protected him, which was enough to make him happy for a very long time. Meeting Xia Tong was a great compensation for everything he had experienced before.
Xia Tong originally just wanted to peacefully build a small snowman. Accompanied by Lin Mingfei, he finally built the snowman. He was about to go find a small branch or something to stick on the snowman to use as a hand, but when he bent down and raised his head, the snowman's head disappeared.
This was the snowman's head that Xia Tong had spent a great deal of effort to make, and he had secretly made it by imitating Lin Mingfei's model. The little omega's mouth immediately trembled into a wavy line, and he said miserably: "Where is my snowman's head!!!"
Over there, Zhou Yanjun was holding a large ball of snow and throwing it out in a standard baseball-tossing motion, shouting energetically, "Xiao Bo! Take my hit!!"
The snowball drew a perfect arc in the air.
Xia Tong followed the snowball's path and immediately recognized its origin. The lifelike facial features and indentations on its surface were all carved out by him, following Lin Mingfei's outline!
The little omega suddenly screamed in anger and rushed towards Zhou Yanjun with his teeth and claws bared: "Ahhhhh Fatty, I'm going to fight you! Give me back Zero's head!!"
Zhou Yanjun: “???”
Lin Mingfei, who had been standing aside and browsing her phone, said: "????"
Xia Tong used all her strength to knock Zhou Yanjun to the ground and immediately joined the snowball fight. A group of people were fighting and shouting in the snow pile, and the scene was spectacular.
Lin Mingfei looked at it with a wooden face for a while, then turned her gaze back to her phone.
Forget it, Tong Yan Tong Yu, Tong Yan Wu Ji, I'm used to it... What innocence, head, body, anyway, they all belong to Xia Xiaotong, just let him do whatever he wants with them.
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