The mecha that doesn't dip shrimp in salt is a medium-sized mecha with a high configuration, at least B level.
The fans cheered as he came on stage.
He waved to his fans and immediately received 100 Bobo milk teas and 5 starships as rewards.
On the other hand, Pei Ji was in a very bad situation.
Shen Que couldn't bear it, so he watched a 10-second commercial and gave him a free dried fish.
Shrimp looked at the pink cat mecha, then looked at the opponent's record of "0", and the corners of his mouth curled up.
I was lucky enough to be matched with a newcomer in the promotion match.
He planned to end the game in one minute, but if there were enough tips, it could be extended to two minutes.
The countdown starts in five seconds.
The silver medium-sized mecha lowered its body.
[This is the opening surprise attack that Shrimp is best at! He is ready to fight quickly and decisively!]
[Even Samsung might not be able to survive this move, and the cat is in trouble.]
[Hey, will you really cry if it gets cold? 】
All I heard was the referee shouting, "Five, four, three, two, one! Start!"
The shrimp rushed towards the cat's head without dipping it in salt. The light knife in his hand popped out instantly, and he leaped up and hit the head directly.
Just as the light knife was about to hit the cat's head, a "QwQ" expression appeared on the electronic screen.
In the blink of an eye, the pink cat disappeared. Before Shrimp could react, he suddenly felt a chill on his right side, and a piercing blade with a cold glow had already pierced into his neck.
The sharp claws slid sideways, cutting the collar of the mecha like cutting a throat. The pain was transmitted to Shrimp Without Salt through the nerve synapses. His eyes suddenly went black and he lost consciousness.
30s, the battle is over.
Pei Ji made the cat squat on the ground and wagged its tail in the correct direction.
The audience was silent for a moment, then exploded.
[What the hell! What did he do?! I didn’t see it clearly!]
He avoided Shrimp's attack and then attacked Shrimp!
[Too strong! Is he really a newcomer? Is he some big shot here to fry fish?]
[This little sister is so cute! She's making a heart shape with her tail. I'm such a fan!]
Many small dried fishes were fed to the sad cat.
Shen Que watched as the medical cabin carried the shrimps off the field without dipping them in salt.
At this level, it will probably take a week or two before I can advance any further.
While the audience was still discussing excitedly, he walked down the stands.
Pei Ji, wearing dungarees and short boots, was already waiting for him in the corridor. When he saw him coming, he raised his chin.
"Is he handsome?"
Shen Que resisted the urge to pinch his face, "...handsome."
It's just too fierce.
Sad Cat became famous in his first battle and won ten games in a row on the first day.
Each battle is resolved within one minute, and the means of attack are extremely brutal, including but not limited to throat slitting, headshots, and clawing through the heart.
In the end, because he won too much, he was sanctioned by the matching system and could only continue matching after 12 hours. Pei Ji had to go home with a sense of dissatisfaction.
The next day, they won ten games in a row.
Gossip spreads from the one-star zone about a terrifying newcomer who enjoys taunting his opponents with crying emojis. He's the most pitiful and cute, yet he engages in the most ferocious fights.
Sad Cathead's fans increased, and Chen Que created a column for him in the Black Factory forum, named [Call Me Princess].
Pei Ji resisted but failed.
"You need to have enough personality to quickly accumulate fans and fame, so that the owners of S-class mechas will have a chance to notice you." Shen Que said clearly.
On the third day, Pei Ji was qualified to play in a higher-level match, where a one-star player challenged a two-star player, and he would get double points for winning a match.
He already has a small but enthusiastic fan base that follows his matches, and the gifts he gives him have changed from free dried fish to Bobo milk tea, airships, and starships.
After another ten consecutive wins, the Sad Cat head was upgraded to two stars in just three days, and the number of fans skyrocketed.
I don’t know which fan took the picture of him leaving the cockpit and posted it in the column.
The little Pei Ji in the picture is wearing a cape, shorts and a small suit, with a sullen face and murderous eyes.
The fans went crazy again.
【Ahhhh what a cute violent shota this is! 】
[But he calls himself "Princess Royal Highness"! ! And he likes to use crying emojis!]
[Baby (drooling) you are a fierce, delicate and violent baby (drooling)]
[He's so fierce! He's glaring at me!]
Pei Ji went on strike.
"I need to see a psychiatrist."
He stayed in his study, withdrawn into himself, and refused to go to the black factory.
Shen Que leaned against the table and patted his head, "Hold on, Admiral, Baisha Star needs you."
Pei Ji: "I feel like this is a conspiracy against me, every step is evil."
Chen Que: "You are only one game away from advancing to three stars. That's the real world of Black Factory. Before that, it was just a fight between noobs."
He paused, his eyes slightly cold.
"Are you... scared?"
"Would I be afraid of these noobs?!" Pei Ji raised his head instantly and said loudly.
Shen Que lowered his eyes and lifted his chin with his slender fingers.
"The playing styles of the black tournament players are not as orthodox as those in the military academy. Many of them use very tricky moves. I noticed that the duration of each of your matches is gradually getting longer."
——Extended from one minute to three minutes.
Pei Ji's fist hardened, "Do you look down on me, Shen Que?"
"Who knows?"
Chen Que's crossed legs changed position slightly, causing the fabric to rub slightly, and his cold eyes glanced at Pei Ji lightly.
"After all, I've never seen what the First Class Admiral of the Fourth Fleet looks like in combat. Maybe the title of Great Demon King is just a joke among the people."
“Okay, okay…”
Pei Ji's knuckles creaked as he clenched them.
"As expected of you, my first commander. You've really learned military theory thoroughly. Provoking me, huh?"
Shen Que said in a cold tone: "It's just a perfect score at the end of the semester."
Pei Ji stood up suddenly, "You win!"
He strode to the door of the study, paused for a moment, and suddenly walked back, looking down at Chen Que who was leaning against the table.
"Give me a kiss as compensation for mental damage," he said fiercely.
Chen Que raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his head and touched Pei Ji's cheek, but the Alpha turned his face over and bit him hard on the mouth.
Before leaving, Anya asked Shen Que worriedly: “Madam, what’s wrong with your lips?”
Touching his slightly swollen lip, Shen Que said calmly: "Nothing, I just provoked a mad dog."
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