Chapter 66 StarCraft Tournament Begins
Shi Changqing followed the address to a designated location given by the organizer of StarCraft. It was an extremely remote place. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she really wouldn't have known that the famous capital star still had such a desolate place.
In the desolate suburbs, there is a bus stop with a huge spaceship parked in front of it. There are many people queuing up to land.
Participants will go to the designated location and will be picked up by the organizer's staff.
Shi Changqing looked at them. Almost everyone was dressed in strange clothes. Some wore masks and black hats, some wore masks, and some were dressed in various styles. Some were dressed as puppets. The coolest thing was the protective mechanical metal, which made them look like humanoid mechas.
Even the pupils on everyone's face were disguised.
Shi Changqing, with his long pants and long sleeves and panda mask on his head, was actually the most ordinary person among the group.
All I can say is that this world is very inclusive. People in all kinds of strange costumes are running around the streets without any patrol officers to check their identity information.
Shi Changqing boarded the spaceship smoothly. There was a lot of space inside because there were no seats and everyone had to stand. Everyone was quiet inside the spaceship.
Even the voice of the person speaking has been mechanically modified.
When Shi Changqing looked over curiously, it was the man in the mecha costume, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
The spaceships on this vehicle are all of the king level. According to Elena, there are nearly 100,000 king-level people in the entire galaxy. Shi Changqing was quite surprised by such a large number of people.
However, she didn't know whether the 100,000 yuan was inflated or not, after all, there was the score guarantee card.
It's one in a million, and these 100 billion star coins sound really hard to get.
After being promoted to the King rank, she basically never fought against these people. In Shi Changqing's view, this StarCraft tournament was just a competition exclusively for the King rank.
After waiting for a long time, the spacecraft was full of people and finally started. At the moment of takeoff, the windows on both sides of the spacecraft closed automatically, completely isolating them from the outside world.
Fifteen minutes later, the spacecraft landed.
The moment they got off the spaceship, a look of shock flashed across the eyes of most people without exception, while a few looked normal.
Those who felt surprised were basically those who participated in the StarCraft competition for the first time. As for those contestants who looked normal, most of them were old hands who had been there several times.
"Where is this?"
Someone looked at the huge, majestic, irregular building in front of him and asked in surprise.
There are many buildings of various types extending on both sides of the huge main building, making this place look like a luxurious commercial town.
Countless spaceships shuttled back and forth above, and those coming from the ground quickly took in the various unfamiliar scenes before them.
"This shouldn't be the capital planet, right?"
Someone whispered a question, saying that it was impossible for such a huge building to stand here on the capital planet where two major military forces were stationed and that such illegal activities could continue.
This is probably on an asteroid.
After all of them got off the ground, the spaceship flew away on its own to pick up the next group of people.
At this time, a special person came to receive them. The woman looked at them with a smile and said, "Friends who have signed up for the event, please follow me."
Shi Changqing followed the crowd and came to a special VIP room, which was filled with various buffet snacks.
The woman leading the team smiled and said, "The competition starts tomorrow. Those who are here today can relax and familiarize themselves with the venue."
As she spoke, the woman took out a wristband and gestured for them to come up and receive it. "Please keep this wristband safe. After entering your registration ID on it, you will be notified of upcoming events through this wristband. Also, if you get lost in the inner field, you can press the emergency button on the wristband and a special staff member will escort you out."
More than two hundred people took the bracelets one after another and fiddled with the ID binding, and Shi Changqing was no exception.
Seeing this, the woman said again, "As for your resting place, the bracelet has also informed you, so don't worry. If you need help, please press the emergency button and a staff member will come to you."
"Have fun everyone."
Shi Changqing finished making his ID, and a line of numbers popped up above it.
[Dear StarCraft's number one berserker, please suppress me. Hello, your rest area is in Room 404, 3rd Floor, 2A. You are in Group 1. Please enter Division 1 for the competition at 8:00 tomorrow. Late arrivals will result in forfeiture.]
After taking a quick look, Shi Changqing clicked the × in the upper right corner. The screen disappeared. She looked up and saw that the others were also looking down at the message sent by the bracelet.
But she can't see the information of these people, probably because it has been protected from prying eyes, which is also good.
Unless the person involved takes the initiative to disclose his or her participation in the competition, no one will generally know about it.
Shi Changqing glanced inside the buffet and noticed that many people weren't eating. Did they not want to eat? No, it was because their current attire didn't allow them to show their mouths to eat.
I have to say, the organizers really like to play pranks on people.
Of course, there are also some people who behave uprightly, without any disguise on their bodies or heads, and eat here and there openly.
Shi Changqing glanced at the buffet. Out of habit, she would not eat these meals before the game. She walked away from here to familiarize herself with the surrounding terrain.
"What are you looking at? You look so engrossed."
"The Military League."
"You're still watching it, so obsessed with it. You've watched it hundreds of times. Aren't you tired of it?"
"This student, Boris, is quite interesting. Her name hasn't been revealed yet. Do you think she'll participate in this competition?"
"Are you still thinking about me?"
"I want to fight her now that it's revealed she's a woman."
"How do you know?"
"How should I know that you don't need to worry about it? You only know that there is no impenetrable wall in the world. No matter how hard Boris and the military try to protect it, they will dig it out sooner or later."
Shi Changqing turned around and looked at the two people sitting under a coconut tree in front of him. One of them was wearing a puppet costume, with his legs crossed, looking down at the picture on the computer, and the other one was wearing a beast costume, leaning over and looking curiously at the computer in the other's hand.
The voices of both people were also changed.
Shi Changqing pondered, would it really be possible to perform well on the battlefield dressed like this?
She looked up at the two big coconuts above and heard the other party's conversation again.
"Someone has already offered a reward of 10 billion."
"If we knew her situation, we wouldn't even be playing the game."
The moment Shi Changqing raised his hand, the coconuts above their heads fell down without warning. The two people below seemed to sense it. When the coconuts were about to fall, they raised their heads and caught the two coconuts with both hands.
"Oh~" the puppet looked around, then looked up at the sky, and sighed: "Thank you for the gift of nature."
The beastman took out a knife from somewhere and cut a circle on the coconut, easily removing a small hole. He took out a straw, put it inside, and lowered his head to drink.
"You bastard, stop caring about yourself. Give me the knife. You are so selfish."
The puppet snorted, picked up a knife and poked the hard coconut shell. After easily and smoothly poking a small hole, he rummaged around for a long time and finally took out a straw.
Shi Changqing raised his hand and naturally adjusted the panda mask on his head, then left as if nothing had happened.
It seems that this competition is not as bad as she imagined.
She followed the instructions on her bracelet and went to Competition Area No. 1. She walked around to familiarize herself with the venue, and then went to the third floor of 2A. It turned out that the surrounding auxiliary buildings were hotels for the players to rest.
After returning to the hotel room, Shi Changqing took off his hood and decided to wear a mask tomorrow.
After a peaceful night's rest, Shi Changqing got up early, drank nutrient solution to replenish his energy, and arrived at the No. 1 competition area at 7:30.
Entering Area 1, there are twelve competition tables where competitions will be held simultaneously.
Yesterday she found out that there are 128 competition zones, each corresponding to a group number.
Each group has one thousand people and they play a single round-robin match within their respective divisions.
That is to say, one person will fight against 999 people, and the one with the most wins will be the first to advance to the knockout round.
As for the order of the competition, it has been clearly arranged after entering the ID.
Unfortunately, Shi Changqing was in first place at table 2 in zone 1, which started at 8 o'clock.
On the big screen above the 2nd competition stage, her nickname "The No. 1 Berserker in the StarCraft, Please Suppress Me" was ranked first, with a clear green mark behind it, and the words "Please Prepare".
The next row of names all have the words "Waiting" behind them.
"This name, tsk, he's actually assigned to our group?"
Someone noticed the order above and expressed dissatisfaction with his arms crossed.
"Are you afraid of her? Anyone who can reach our level must have some ability, and everyone climbed up this way." Someone in the field responded with a nonchalant smile.
This little episode passed quickly. In the eyes of some people, there are players who stand out and reach the King rank almost every day, but it is only when they actually come to this game that the real competition begins.
Nearing eight o'clock, the battle situation appeared on the main screen of each competition station.
[StarCraft's No. 1 Berserker asks for suppression vs. killing me will reduce your merit by ten]
Then the broadcasting voice sounded at the same time.
[Please ask the StarCraft's top fury warrior to suppress me. If you kill me, your merit will be reduced by ten. Please go to the third competition area to participate in the group stage. If one party fails to arrive on time, it will be treated as a forfeit.]
The broadcasts of the games on the other stages also began.
At this time, there was already someone standing on the second competition platform. Seeing this, Shi Changqing jumped forward slowly.
"I've heard of your name and that you're very strong. Today I'm fortunate enough to have a match with you and see your strength." The man glanced at her and smiled.
Shi Changqing: "Thank you."
As soon as the words fell, the referee blew the whistle.
The man's face changed slightly, he put away his smile, and immediately punched him. Shi Changqing quickly went behind him, raised his leg and kicked him, pressing him to the ground. A concave crack slowly appeared on the hard ground.
The man lay on the ground and struggled for three seconds, unable to fight back or get up.
When the time was up, the referee immediately blew the whistle and awarded Shi Changqing the victory.
Unlike the ordinary single round-robin tournament, the winner can continue to play on the stage until he loses, and the loser leaves the stage and waits for the next round of random competition.
Just play until 999 games are completed.
This group stage competition is all about speed and passion. The next contestant must come on stage within ten seconds. Exceeding the time limit will be considered as forfeiting.
After the referee blew the whistle, the next contestant jumped up.
Seeing that both sides had arrived, the referee cleared the ball, blew the whistle, and the second game officially began.
Perhaps it was because he had seen Shi Changqing's performance in the first game. The opponent attacked immediately at the beginning of the game and was very fast, so Shi Changqing gave his evaluation.
Unfortunately, in her opinion, it was only 0.5 times the speed. Shi Changqing quickly caught the opponent's fist. He was ruthless and didn't say much, and turned his wrist.
"Ah!" A heart-wrenching sound burst out from the man's mouth, and for a moment he forgot to make defensive and offensive movements.
Shi Changqing took advantage of this and pinned him to the ground with his other hand.
Three seconds later, the referee declared victory.
The contestants waiting on stage 2 all frowned, "Hey, this guy has some real talent."
"Isn't that a bit of a stretch? The entire fight ended in less than five seconds."
"That's an exaggeration."
Shi Changqing stood on stage No. 2 and attracted a lot of attention by defeating his opponents in five seconds.
In just ten minutes, Shi Changqing had already won a hundred consecutive victories.
During the match, the referee looked at this agile athlete, whose lips were almost peeling from blowing the whistle so hard that he had to kill time even for drinking water.
Due to Shi Changqing's speed of competition, the competition situation of each player has changed.
Everyone’s wristbands sent out an emergency change notification, and most of the players who did not play were moved to table No. 2.
"Hey? Why did my match schedule change? Why was it moved to stage 2?"
"Mine too, what's going on?"
"You've changed too?"
"The same to you?"
"A monster appeared on stage 2, and we took care of him in three seconds."
"Grass!"
"who?"
"The first berserker in the galaxy asks for suppression."
"Is it her?"
"Who is it?"
"you do not know?"
"I haven't paid attention to the boxing arena since I reached the King rank. Rising Star?"
"He just got promoted this year. His highest record in a single day seems to be five or six 200-match consecutive games."
A large number of people walked towards stage No. 2 while complaining.
The originally spacious area below stage No. 2 suddenly became crowded, but at the same time, the defeated contestants also walked to the corresponding competition area according to their current competition situation, barely diverting some of the crowd.
The StarCraft tournament was originally a competition derived from underground boxing rings. Once inside the arena, all electronic communication devices will be disabled and all photography will be prohibited.
Therefore, everyone felt regretful that they were unable to record Shi Changqing's battle with others.
One punch every five seconds, knocking down a person with one punch.
If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have believed it existed.
If this person wins nine hundred and ninety-nine games in a row, then they don't even need to compete, because the people who advance from the first group have already been announced.
An hour later.
On the main screen of stage 2.
[StarCraft's No. 1 Berserker begs for a 603-game winning streak]
Everyone looked up at the results above. If things continued like this, their first group match would be over in less than half an hour.
If it weren't for the ten-second interval of waiting for the next contestant, this more than an hour and six hundred kills would still be slow.
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