Little Pei Ji appeared in the Heisai Factory again.
As soon as we entered the second floor, screams rang out.
Fans wearing pink cat ears and holding pink light signs rushed forward.
"It's the cat! The cat is here!"
"Your Highness, you're finally here! I've been waiting for so long that my heart is broken! Let's start the fight! Who are you going to beat up today?"
"I've prepared some dried fish!"
"Your Highness is so cute today, can I hug you?"
Pei Ji glared at him fiercely: "Get lost."
No one can touch him except his beloved wife!
The fans who were glared at by him burst into tears of joy: "Your Highness, Princess scolded me! Your Highness, please scold me again! After you do that, can you cry in front of me?"
Pei Ji stepped back in horror: "Are you sick?"
He was cornered by rabid fans.
"Your Highness, it's okay if you don't cry. Just meow for us!"
"Please, meow!"
"Meow!"
“Ahhh——” Pei Ji collapsed and fought his way through the fans and ran back to the players’ lounge.
Chen Que, who had arrived earlier when Pei Ji was trapped, was helping him reply to private messages from fans.
"You abandoned me!"
Pei Ji leaned on Chen Que's legs, pouting and accusing him.
Shen Que said in a cold voice: "The results of your promotion match are out, you can prepare to play."
"You don't even comfort me, I'm going to make a fuss." Pei Ji continued to accuse.
However, before the accusation was successful, Shen Que suddenly reached out and pinched his face.
"Let me go." Pei Ji said vaguely, "It hurts... My dear wife, it hurts..."
Shen Que raised a playful smile: "Meow, and I'll let you go."
Pei Ji opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his still blunt brows revealing grievance and fear.
After a while.
"Meow."
…
On the second floor of the Heisai Factory, in the box of venue No. 1.
Baron Garnier, wearing a half-mask, shook a half-glass of white wine and looked towards the center of the venue with a lack of interest.
"Two-star bureau...are my little darlings not strong enough or are the slaughters not satisfying enough? Are you disappointed, Mr. Ling?"
The man with golden eyes, also wearing a half-mask, stood at the edge of the box and smiled slightly.
"Lord Baron, this two-star player is amazing. He reached this rank in just one week and hasn't lost a single match."
At this time, the contestants have entered the field, and the names of the two teams are displayed on the screen.
[Sad Cat Head vs. Unromantic Old Monster]
The fans cheered and various reward effects appeared in the air above the stadium.
"Your Highness?" Garnier sneered, "Heh..."
"His Highness An Luya didn't sue him for defamation?"
"Her Majesty the Queen can't even reach Baisha Star, let alone Her Majesty the Princess." Lingyu said meaningfully.
Garnier slowly stood up.
"Wait until it gets four stars before you ask me out. I'm not interested in the low-star stuff."
He patted Lingyu's shoulder and turned to leave when he heard her say, "Regarding Minister Gabi's matter, please accept my condolences."
Ganil stopped and turned to look at Lingyu.
The colorful lights on the field were reflected in the man's golden pupils, blending and changing, showing a strange and magical color.
Garnier spoke slowly, "Just a pariah with lowly blood."
"If he's dead, he's dead. There's nothing to be sad about."
When he said this, his expression did not fluctuate at all.
"Oh my." Lingyu leaned against the railing of the box and looked at Ganier's departing back. "It's good to have many sons. I won't feel sad if one dies."
Another round of violent cheers rang out.
He turned his head and looked towards the field.
"How did it end? Wasn't it too fast?"
The pink cat was looking for a pen refill in a certain direction of the audience stands. Lingyu raised the corners of her mouth and slid her fingertips.
[Reward Sad Cathead with one star coin for 20 starships]
The barrage exploded.
[Holy crap! 20 starships! This is the money man!]
[Has a wealthy man taken a fancy to our princess? The princess is no longer mine (crying) (crying)]
It's normal for Samsung players to have sponsors.
[Her Royal Highness is now a noble three-star player. My dried fish is worthless now.]
[So the sponsor is the one sitting in the box?]
[It's usually the case. I often see contestants making heart gestures towards the box.]
Unfortunately, the sad cat kept looking in a certain direction of the audience, without even looking at the box.
…
After advancing to three stars, you can see more information about the players.
"At three stars, there's a high probability of encountering A-rank or higher mechas."
Shen Que looked at the information.
"Some professional players specialize in hunting down newcomers at Samsung, and their methods are quite tricky. It's best to use your microphone during the competition."
In games with three stars or above, players can bring their own off-field commander.
Pei Ji stopped swinging his boots and asked, "Do you want to order me around?"
Shen Que was silent for a while, "You can choose not to listen, but you have to keep it on."
He didn't think Pei Ji would lose.
But these professional players are very good at self-destructive play that hurts both sides.
He watched the competition video and found that under the suppression of the mecha level, those people could even seriously injure opponents who were much stronger than them.
Shen Que didn't want Pei Ji to get hurt.
But Pei Ji didn't like to follow orders.
Ever since he made his Omega commander cry in front of the Queen, he refused to partner with any commander.
Shen Que went to StarNet to search for some of the videos that were leaked at that time.
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