Chapter 328 Esports Match: Temporary Substitution – Wuwu Enters the Game, Stunning Everyone
What do you think of me?
Pei Jinwu tied her hair up, put her hands in her pockets, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"ah?"
Upon hearing this, the members of the Undead Squad all looked up, staring at her with astonishment.
What?
Are you kidding me?
Does this mean she wants to be a substitute?
"no."
Captain Li Mao was clearly startled, swallowed hard, and said in a relatively gentle tone: "It's clear that you know this game very well and have strong abilities."
"but--"
Li Mao hesitated for a few seconds before politely declining: "You have no experience in major competitions and you haven't practiced with the Undead Team, so it will be difficult for you to coordinate with them."
He admitted that the girl was indeed amazing.
A few words of guidance in the semi-finals turned their team's fortunes around.
But this is the finals—
Team Ds is stronger and more shameless than the previous teams.
They've never worked together before; if they were put together on short notice, it would probably be a complete mess.
not to mention--
They have been closely following all competitions, big and small, in recent years.
I've never seen this girl on the field before.
maybe.
He's just an amateur gamer.
Is competition experience important?
Pei Jinwu raised an eyebrow, her tone so calm it was inexplicably unsettling: "Back then, wasn't it Demon who made an exception and recruited you into the Undead Squad from the internet cafe?"
I have no experience in major competitions, not even minor ones.
Why was an exception made for admission?
Because the Taoist temple was without power, she went to an internet cafe out of boredom and happened to run into Li Mao, who was also playing games.
Clean movements, crisp rhythm, strong team cohesion...
He's a good player.
"you--"
The captain's expression changed drastically, his pupils dilated instantly, and he was so shocked that he couldn't utter a sound.
Only Demon and Demon himself knew about Demon's rescue of people from the internet cafe.
None of the other team members had heard of this.
How could she know?
Could it be...?
Do you know Demon?
"When I go on stage, I'll only talk, I won't fight." Pei Jinwu glanced at the countdown, not having time to explain further.
Li Mao can adapt to her rhythm, but the others might not.
so.
Talking is much more effective than doing.
"What?"
The team members' eyes widened in disbelief.
“It’s too late.” Pei Jinwu narrowed her eyes, her voice low and hoarse: “If you win, give me the 18 million prize money. If you lose, I’ll give you the money back.”
"but……"
Pei Jinwu twitched the corner of his mouth and said casually, "The probability of losing is equivalent to Mars colliding with Earth."
So arrogant?
The five men looked at each other, seemingly considering their options.
All talk and no action?
If the suggestions and strategies are feasible, they are willing to follow her arrangements.
If that doesn't work...
At that point, she can say what she wants, they can fight what they want, and nothing can interfere.
Furthermore—
This girl does have some skills.
"make a deal."
Li Mao extended his hand to Pei Jinwu, his expression serious: "Pleasure doing business with you."
"It's a pleasure to work with you."
Pei Jinwu paused for two seconds, then patted her shoulder, not letting him touch her.
"?"
The cat was even more confused, simply because Demon loved to do this gesture before going on stage.
But……
Demon is male, and could not possibly be the person in front of you.
——
The break is about to end.
Only fifteen seconds left.
The audience below the stage was restless and impatient, scrolling through the news while keeping track of the Immortals' condition.
"I heard that the doctors have all rushed backstage; number 3's injury must be very serious."
"His wrist bones are dislocated. If he continues to compete, he'll only be crippled."
"4 against 5, isn't it obvious that they'll lose?"
"The Undead Team hasn't made a move yet. Could they really be withdrawing from the competition?"
"No way." Xu Qingye couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted the other party coldly, his tone firm: "How could the people Demon brought out possibly desert in the face of battle?"
Even if they lose, they should lose with dignity.
"No substitutes, no movement, it really looks like they're going to retire—"
"The host has come out."
Just as the audience was discussing this, someone suddenly spoke up.
In an instant.
Everyone's eyes turned to the stage at the same time, their expressions a mixture of tension and anticipation.
Whether to withdraw or continue, the answer will be soon.
"The Immortals have decided to exercise their substitution right." The announcer's voice echoed throughout the arena. "Number 3 will be replaced by a new player."
New team member?
The audience members were surprised by what the host said, as were the members of the Ds team.
The Immortals only have a few members.
Weren't the two originally designated substitutes maliciously "locked up" in H country?
Could it be—
Are they replacing a newcomer to the team?
Newcomers won't be of much use initially, and might even disrupt the rhythm, right?
What are the Immortals thinking?
"sucker Punch!"
Ds team curled their lips, clearly not taking the roster change to heart.
"Why."
The audience naturally assumed that the Immortals were making a last-ditch effort.
My emotions didn't fluctuate much.
"Hasn't Sister Wu returned yet?"
Xu Qingye looked around but didn't see Pei Jinwu. He asked in confusion, "Could she have been injured in the match and secretly ran to the bathroom to cry?"
They know very well how much Sister Wu loves this game.
I'll comfort her.
Xu Qingye took out his phone, opened Pei Jinwu's WeChat, and typed away, using all his skills in comforting people.
Before the words of comfort could be finished, a sudden uproar erupted in the room.
"Wow--"
Xu Qingye was engrossed in typing and had no time to pay attention to what was on stage.
"Wow--"
Xu Qingye only looked up curiously when Zhao Qianqian, Tang Yuan, and Qin Hong's voices rang out simultaneously.
Wow!
Upon seeing the new members of the Undead Squad, Xu Qingye was dumbfounded, and his phone fell to the ground with a "thud".
Is the new team member Sister Wu?
How come the new team member is Sister Wu?
"Qianqian, pinch me." Xu Qingye looked at Zhao Qianqian, bewildered, and said, "This is too surreal, I feel like I'm dreaming."
"good."
Zhao Qianqian immediately rolled up her sleeves and pinched his fleshy arm hard.
"ah--"
Xu Qingye screamed in pain, clutching his arm and grimacing.
Damn it.
It's more real than real gold.
Has Sister Wu transformed into an e-sports master?
at this time.
In the chaotic audience section below the stage, Zhong Man suddenly took off her sunglasses, picked up her binoculars, and exclaimed excitedly, "Honey, it really is Wuwu!"
"Um."
Shang Hechuan quickly grabbed some clothes and considerately shielded her face, saying, "She really is a young girl."
“She’s not a member of the Undead Squad.” Zhong Man frowned, her face full of doubt. “I know all the members of the Undead Squad.”
"Was it because there wasn't enough time, so they just grabbed someone to use as a substitute?"
Shang Hechuan spoke calmly.
"impossible."
Zhong Man held up her binoculars, muttering to herself as she looked intently: "Without Demon, the Undead Legion wouldn't do something so outrageous."
(Demon: ???)
"Maybe it's because Wuwu has the ability." Ms. Zhong Man had a strange liking for Pei Jinwu.
——
at this time.
President's Office, Shang Group Commercial Building.
“Master, Demon has agreed to play.” Feng Xing said respectfully, “However, the other party is asking for ten times the prize money, which we have agreed to.”
"Please welcome the Immortals back to the stage."
As soon as Feng Xing finished speaking, the host's voice suddenly came from the big screen.
Will the new team member be Demon?
"..."
Shang Shiyan sat on the sofa, his long legs crossed, holding a cup of hot coffee elegantly in his hand, his dark eyes fixed on the big screen.
A few seconds later.
The live stream camera was pointed at the Undead Squad.
The captain and several veteran players came onto the field one after another, and when they saw the person at the very back...
"Bang--"
Shang Shiyan shook his hand violently, lost his grip on the coffee cup, and it crashed heavily onto the marble tabletop.
Fog?
How could it be her?
——
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