Wang Shun stared at the big screen covered with snow with sweat on his forehead, and his clenched palms were full of cold sweat.

At the moment when Bai Liu pressed Yuan Guang into the corner and raised the whip to kill him, the big screen suddenly turned into a blurry snow screen, accompanied by a system prompt that appeared:

[System prompt: Due to the appearance of summons that exceed the scope of the copy, the system is in full maintenance. The big screen is temporarily unable to broadcast the content of the arena. Please wait for the maintenance to end. ]

【We are deeply sorry that we cannot provide you with a good viewing experience. 】

From that time until now, this big screen that was supposed to broadcast the game content has been covered with snow all the way.

Russell Cemetery likes to use fog tactics to block the screen, so there were not many spectators willing to watch the game today. Coupled with this long-awaited glitch and the exciting mid-season game between Deer Hunter and Killer Sequence, half of the already scarce spectators in the viewing pool left.

This made Wang Shun, who was observing the surroundings while staring at the big screen, feel anxious and frustrated. From time to time, the corner of his eye would glance at Charles, who was watching the big screen with his chin in his hand with great interest. Wang Shun followed his line of sight to see the big screen that had been maintained for who knows how long, and then returned to his own system panel. His heart couldn't help but tense up.

...What to do? Even if the president wins, the Russell Cemetery team's meager pool points will definitely not satisfy Charles...

This is still not as much as the money Charles spent on Bai Liu's weapon modification. Most of it is the gambling pool funds they brought in after the game started.

Wang Shun was so worried that he felt like he was crazy. He even started to worry about his opponent's betting pool.

In addition, there is something that makes Wang Shun particularly worried - that is popularity.

He really underestimated the influence of Russell Cemetery's low popularity and devilish tactical style. The number of spectators was basically only the base they brought with them, and because the opponent's betting pool was too low, even if they bet on them to win, they would not win much in the end. There were not many new spectators betting, so even their betting pool growth rate was seriously affected.

It was the preseason finale, but the pool growth rate was less than one-tenth of the doubles match against the Furious Lambs.

Before the competition started, Wang Shun was optimistic that this match would allow all members to win the popularity gold medal. However, after the competition started, he realized how incredibly naive he was.

The mid-season tournament is drawing to a close, and the top eight positions in terms of total points have been basically locked in. These eight teams have performed very well in the tournament, and the points in the betting pool are astronomical, with the numbers for the two teams, Deer Hunter and Sequence, being even more outrageous.

Compared to last year, the base of the Killer Order betting pool has increased sevenfold, and that of Deer Hunter has increased elevenfold. Teams such as Golden Dawn and the King's Guild have also performed exceptionally well, with the addition of new members with outstanding looks, which has attracted a lot of new audiences, and the base has increased four to six times.

At this critical time when the mid-season tournament is about to end and the playoffs are about to begin, it is almost impossible for the pre-season teams to lose popularity. The majority of the points circulating in the hands of players will definitely be eaten up by the top eight team pools.

Expecting a preseason game against a low-popularity team to gain popularity is... just stupid.

Wang Shun smiled bitterly. He was really too anxious.

He couldn't even sleep well when he thought about having to face these monsters who were fully equipped, powerful, and seemed to be favored by gods, and who didn't even have a golden medal of immunity from death.

Just as Wang Shun was sighing and looking down to reflect on himself, there was a sudden commotion from the audience behind him, and they began to whisper:

"The screen at the mid-season game suddenly started maintenance..."

"Wow?! What's wrong with this year's league? In the past, except for encountering bugs, the big screen rarely had problems."

"Who is playing in the mid-season tournament now?"

"In the middle of playing Deer Hunter and Killer, the screen went black. It said that a player had used a rule skill and forced compatibility with multiple copies. The system couldn't load the screen properly and was undergoing maintenance. The audience was furious and went crazy. They were ready to fight."

Wang Shun's eyes froze. He keenly realized that the black screen over there and the snowy screen over here might have some connection. He opened the system panel and began to look up information about the mid-season game.

As a result, as soon as he opened the system panel, he saw a blood-red title pop up:

[Fuck! The results are in, I lost the bet! The Killer Sequence won! Damn! How could this be!]

At the same time, Wang Shun heard a mechanical system prompt sound:

【System prompt: Game ends.】

Wang Shun suddenly looked up at the big screen, and the next second his breathing stopped.

[(Wandering Circus) VS (Russell Cemetery) match ends. 】

【Congratulations to the (Russell Cemetery) team for winning the game. 】

The people in Russell Cemetery were stunned for a long time, then looked at each other in disbelief, hugged each other with tears of joy, and burst into tears.

"The president wins!"

"I almost thought Xiaoguang and Qianqian would die!"

"The president didn't lie to us! He said he would definitely bring us back alive!"

Snowflake's screen returned to darkness, and human figures slowly appeared on both sides of the screen.

The people at Russell Cemetery rushed forward enthusiastically to greet Yuan Guang and Shi Qian who walked out in a daze. They were hugged tightly by the crowd, then lifted up and thrown into the air, cheering loudly, crying and blessing them.

On the other side, Mu Sicheng, Mu Ke, Tang Erda and Liu Jiayi walked out, all covered in wounds. They said nothing, and Bai Liu walked at the end.

Wang Shun rushed forward in surprise. His mind was still blank after seeing the result. The first thing he asked when he saw Bai Liu was, "How could you lose?"

Bai Liu raised his eyes and glanced at Wang Shun, as if he was about to say something, but before he could, his eyelids drooped, and his body seemed to have exhausted the last bit of energy, and it completely collapsed and fell heavily to the ground.

"Bai Liu!!"

“President!!”

Yuan Guang, who was thrown high into the air by his teammates with loud laughter, had the slowly falling Bai Liu reflected in his pupils. The panicked shouts of the people over there and the jubilant laughter of the people here intertwined in his ears into a trance.

The memory that had become blurred after using that skill began to slowly become clear in Yuan Guang's aching brain.

His palm curled up slightly. It felt like someone was stuffing a piece of land certificate into his hand, and there was also the heartbreaking cry of a little girl: "Bai Liu——"

Yuan Guang remembered.

He stared at the young man who was lying in the arms of Tang Erda, who was so angry that his veins were exposed. He was wearing a blood-stained white shirt, and his shoulder blades were so thin that you could see through the clothes. When the man smiled, raised the gun and pointed it at him and asked: Kill Yuan Guang and Shi Qian, or kill your team members, he stood there with a calm face and did not choose anyone.

Before the game ended, Yuan Guang remembered that he fell to the ground. In the background of the dissipating game ruins, he saw a man who looked exactly like the young man but more mature, walking towards him with a smile and saying to him:

[One day, he will come to me on his own initiative. ]

The man lowered his eyes, looking at Yuan Guang lying on the ground with pity, with a smile on his face:

[After all, in this world, if a born bad guy like him wants to be a good person, the price he has to pay is very high.]

Yuan Guang suddenly rolled over from the hands that were holding him up, and rolled to the ground. He stood up in the astonished eyes of everyone, then staggered and stumbled towards Bai Liu who was lying on the ground.

He remembered.

Yuan Guang's eyes turned red, he gasped, opened his mouth, and the name rolled in his throat:

The man lowered his head, smiled and whispered in his ear: [Do you know why? ]

【Because God doesn’t want to see him being a good person. 】

“Bai Liu——!!”

MSI Observation Pool.

The black screen displays:

[(Killer) VS (Deer Hunter) match is over. 】

【Congratulations to the (Killer Sequence) team for winning the game. 】

The two teams on the big screen respectively walked out of the Deer Hunter and Killer sequences.

Cen Mingming walked out slowly from behind the screen with a gloomy face. It was obvious that he was in a bad mood. However, Daniel, who lost the game, did not seem to be affected at all. He was still laughing and smiling lazily.

The overall atmosphere of the killer sequence that won the game looked quite relaxed.

Bai Yi put his hands on his waist, pointed at Hei Tao and Ni Shen and shouted, "Damn it, what on earth did you do! Not only did you suddenly disappear on the field, but you also used some weird skills without telling us. You are really too much!"

Bai Jiamu was not surprised by these things, but he frowned this time, which was unusual for him. "If it was a tactic, he should have informed us in advance, right?"

Liao Ke always smiled and laughed: "Anyway, if we win, it means there is no problem with the tactics, right, Ni Shen?"

The three of them turned around and looked at Nishen and Hei Tao, who were walking at the back and had been standing there motionless since they logged out of the game.

Liao Ke was the first to notice something was wrong. He stepped forward and carefully patted the two men on the shoulders: "Ni Shen? Spade?"

Nishen and Hei Tao's bodies relaxed slightly, as if they were unconscious, and slowly fell from the gap in the big screen.

Liao Ke quickly opened his hands and blocked Nishen's chest, while Bai Jiamu supported Hei Tao's body.

His shoulders sank under the weight of Heitao's body. He suddenly realized something and his face instantly turned ugly. He was still trying to make a joke: "Hey?! You two are not going to pretend to be dead just because you were scolded?!"

Nishen's body began to slowly become transparent from the shoulders, and frost quickly grew on the place where Hei Tao pressed on Bo Jiamu's shoulders. He was as cold as a block of ice, so cold that Bo Jiamu had to put him on the ground.

Bai Yi looked at the situation and stayed where he was: "What's going on?"

Liao Ke was the only one who could still keep calm. His face was also very gloomy. "You move Spade back to the Killer Sequence warehouse and hand him over to the people at Golden Dawn. Don't let anyone come into contact with him at this time."

"I'll take care of Nishen here."

Bai Yi looked at Ni Shen, whose outline had faded to only a shadow, and finally panicked: "What happened to Ni Shen and Hei Tao?!"

"We need to observe Heitao for a while. His situation is special and I don't know what's going on at the moment." Liao Ke took a deep breath, calmed himself, and clenched his fists. "As for Nishen... he must have brought the serious injuries from the game with him. He was injured to the point of unconsciousness, so he automatically logged out of the game."

"It should be... okay."

Liao Ke looked at the disappearing body of Nishen with a deep and unfathomable look in his eyes.

If you die here, your wife will definitely remarry, Captain.

This is the last possible worldline where you can be with her.