Chapter 82 Intense Team Battle
Although the JR team seemed hesitant to engage in direct team battles, they didn't miss out on any of the resources they were supposed to acquire.
The game had been going on for more than ten minutes, but JR had not yet revealed any new tactics. They were still playing the same way as in the secondary league – with a few players scattered around, ready to provide support at any time.
However, YXG was eager to attack, and even used the three-man gank tactic they had planned to save for the semifinals.
Seeing the Giant Technology advertisement projected on the mid lane minion wave, the mentality of the YXG players was inevitably affected.
They inexplicably developed the illusion of playing away from home, and their offensive pace was even faster than usual. Lin Yuzheng even made several mistakes in the middle of the game.
Zeng Ge considers himself a very emotionally stable person, but at this moment he still had an urge to tear all the advertisements in the venue to shreds.
It's just a couple more coins in your pocket, why are you showing it off like this?
Zeng Ge became increasingly agitated as he thought about it. When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that the battle had been deadlocked for quite some time.
YXG and his team tried their best but failed to break through the enemy lines. Instead, they were gradually forced to retreat, like frogs being slowly boiled in water.
Zeng was still using the old model mecha, which was already far less powerful than the opponent's. He also had to maintain formation and coordinate with the other two members of the three-person team at all times. Soon, his whole body was soaked in sweat.
Without professional protective suits, sweat mixed with the adhesive in the cockpit like glue, sticking to the body in a damp and sticky state, constantly adding to the burden of operations.
At that moment, he suddenly felt resentful that his team's owner didn't have such comprehensive financial resources.
The match had unusually progressed to the forty-fifth minute, and not only him, but the other players on the YXG team were also starting to run out of energy.
In a live-action match that typically lasts around 30 minutes, this is considered an exceptionally long game.
In the end, YXG players no longer cared about holding back their tactics and used their trump card of stacked turrets, just wanting to end the game quickly.
However, the game dragged on for too long, and in the end, their stamina couldn't keep up with the opponent's, resulting in a loss in the first game of the best-of-three series after a grueling 52-minute battle.
Meanwhile, in the JR team's preparation room, Fang Zhuo was leisurely leaning back on the sofa, watching with great interest as the tournament analyst he had hired at great expense planned the next game's strategy based on the information transmitted back from his watch.
Data scrolls across the screen, are converted and input into automatic input software, and professional big data analysts quickly analyze it to identify several ways to counter the opponent's tactics.
Star Alliance has many tactical analysis teams, some of which are long-term employees of top teams like YXG, while others take orders based on the number of matches played.
The latter's price per game is often much higher than the former's, ranging from 100,000 to 800,000 yuan per game. Some teams only hire a team of game analysis specialists briefly during key matches.
Fang Zhuo naturally chose the most expensive method.
He directly booked an entire team of analysts who were originally taking orders based on sessions.
With a simple annual salary of over 40 million, he brought this top team, which had created many comeback miracles in the Mech League, under his command.
Watching the analyst quickly devise a breakthrough strategy using his self-developed software, and then convey the ideas to the players and coaches in the simplest and most understandable language, Fang Zhuo felt that the money was well spent.
After a 25-minute halftime break, when YXG's players returned to the court, they were clearly still not fully recovered.
Zeng Ge's hair was completely soaked with sweat, and he was slowly adjusting his slightly rapid breathing. The whole team looked exhausted like never before.
This incredibly long and exciting match attracted a huge amount of attention, with the number of viewers watching the live stream now more than double what it was at the beginning.
[Young Master Zeng, let's go! Let's come back from a 1-0 deficit to win 2-1, okay?]
[What kind of freak is this? Isn't "Young Master Team" a derogatory term? Do you really think the internet has no memory?]
How dare these fans defend a team comprised entirely of second-generation rich kids? Shouldn't they first explain why their idol hired online trolls to smear Pei Pei?
[+1, I can't empathize at all. The professional opportunities for players from ordinary families are getting increasingly limited. As a citizen of the sixth division, I really admire bosses like Fang Ge who don't care about a player's background when hiring. Looking forward to JR winning the championship.]
[It's time for a new god to ascend the throne^^]
[Hilarious! The sour grapes from the haters can't change the fact that YXG will win the championship again this year. He exposed the opponent's weaknesses in the first game, and he'll get serious from the second game onwards.]
[“They’re getting serious now,” you can turn right and vote for your fans. (Thump!)]
[Someone, bring the Tonglianlang Literature website]
Zeng Ge was in a state of turmoil. The team hadn't lost in a long time, and during the halftime break, Lin Yuzheng couldn't even keep up the act anymore. He kept a dark expression on his face, which added psychological pressure to everyone.
"Manager, could you ask the organizers to remove the Juke advertising banners tied to the trees? They're really bothering me."
The team manager sighed helplessly.
The colors of those strips of cloth were not conspicuous at all. The organizers had also taken into account the choice of materials and colors when setting up the venue. The advertisements themselves would not affect the players' vision in any way.
They had absolutely no grounds for appeal; there was no other way to remove the advertisements that the organizers had set up except by spending more money.
"That's their big spender. I just went to ask, and the total advertising revenue during the main league season is at least over a hundred million. Our boss needs to consider the cost-effectiveness of his investment. Yuzheng, be realistic..."
After saying so much, it all boils down to one sentence—no money.
Lin Yuzheng remained silent from then on. The atmosphere in the preparation room was already not good, and it became even more so on the competition field.
At the start of the second game, they continued to use the three-person team strategy.
However, Pei Jiahang's information mech was like a ghost, always able to accurately locate YXG's squishy damage dealers along with the support mechs, taking them down in no time.
After being tormented like this for a full twenty minutes, Zeng Ge's heart gradually cooled down.
His guess came true; the other side was indeed deliberately waiting for them to reveal their tactics.
Moreover, it's unclear where the opposing analysis team came from, but they managed to find a solution in such a short halftime break.
The overwhelming difference in thinking combined with the technological gap created an almost suffocating pressure on JR and his teammates.
Just a second before the tower was about to be breached, Zenger couldn't help but glance towards JR's preparation area, as if he had a premonition that someone was quietly watching him there.
Judging from the performance of JR's teammates on the day of the draw, even someone with no brains could guess that none of them knew the plot of the original book.
Then it becomes obvious where the variable lies.
Someone gathered up all the JR members one by one and gave them a brighter future than in the original story...
Zeng Ge had meticulously planned for five years, but all of it was shattered within two months of that man's appearance.
He believed his operation was flawless, and even if it were to be exposed one day, it would be ten or even twenty years later.
By then, he was no longer a professional player and had certainly taken over the reins of the Platinum Racing family business, but the impact of his actions had already profoundly changed a generation.
A stable and solid community of shared interests will be formed between the mecha players and their teams, and no one from the lower class will be able to interfere at will.
The logic of how the world works should be this simple.
Best of three, the tower collapsed with a deafening roar.
Zeng Ge listened silently to Lin Yuzheng's low curses, a surge of unprecedented vengeful desire welling up within him.
Why should he fail? If Fang Zhuo hadn't insisted on interfering, his plan certainly wouldn't have fallen apart.
He couldn't just sit and wait to die; he had to do something.
The second game ended much faster than the first, and the match returned to its normal pace, ending in just twenty-three minutes.
After a five-year hiatus, the YXG team has returned to the loser's bracket of the main league.
This result was completely unexpected by everyone in the YXG team. Zeng Ge had bribed a large number of media outlets to wait in the corridor leading to the players' rest room in order to increase his influence in the media, and to interview the defeated JR team.
The arrow struck his own knee, and now the media are all pointing their cameras at Zeng Ge himself.
Zeng Ge's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, while Lin Yuzheng clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to suppress his anger and urge to hit someone in front of the flashing lights.
Unlike the deathly atmosphere on YXG's side, Fang Zhuo was currently lounging lazily in the lounge, his mind scrolling through the system's announcements—
[Congratulations, host! You have achieved the bond achievement 'Five contracted players appear together in one match']
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the common title 'Extravagant Marketing']
[This title was earned during a company promotion event held in a live stream with over ten million viewers.]
[Two unnamed blind boxes have been given away and added to your system inventory]
Immediately following these broadcasts, Fang Zhuo's terminal also received a message.
The message came from a core member of the previous materials research and development team, and the tone was still the same familiar high emotional intelligence.
[Dear Mr. Fang, good afternoon~ I just learned from the live stream that Team JR defeated the former champion team in the main league. First of all, I would like to express my sincere congratulations to you. Our entire team is very happy about this.]
[I also have some great news to share: the development of new materials for the mecha's outer panels and soft materials for the hands has made breakthrough progress, and they are now ready for mass production. I wonder if you could spare a moment to visit the lab?]
Fang Zhuo replied: [1]
I don't know what useful information the other party gleaned from that "1," but they immediately launched into a string of auspicious words:
Thank you, Mr. Fang. Your decisiveness and courage have always been a role model that our entire team admires and learns from.
[You always express the most insightful understanding with the most concise and refined language. Your decisions are always so precise and forward-thinking. It is my honor to have a leader like you. I look up to you!]
Fang Zhuo: ...
This is a worthy opponent. If this engineer were placed in another company, he could easily get a minor leadership position by virtue of his skill in flattery.
The next second, Fang Zhuo switched away from the chat interface and asked the factory manager of Yuanchuang Mech in a succinct manner:
Do you have a production line for armor plating in your factory? I'd like to buy one.
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