You need to learn to let go; protecting the Chinese server isn't just your responsibility alone.
After replying to the message, Qi Xu returned to his vehicle. He didn't even turn on the live stream. The warm atmosphere was overwhelming, but before he could take two steps, he was overcome by weariness and his eyelids became heavy.
The cheers of the players and the sounds of clashing weapons in his mind gradually faded. He collapsed onto the warm bed, not even having time to take off his coat, and his breathing became shallow.
I was really looking forward to a good rest, but I probably had something on my mind, so I didn't sleep for long and the sleep wasn't very restful. I dreamt of many unpleasant things.
I can't remember the specifics, but the heavy, suffocating feeling in my chest, like waterlogged cotton, lingered even after I woke up...
After gulping down a large glass of water, Qi Xu finally felt better. Looking at the time, she realized she had only slept for eight hours. She closed her eyes again, intending to take another nap.
After fighting for seven days and seven nights, eight hours was far from enough...
But I failed. I was very tired, but I couldn't fall asleep at all. Instead, I was anxious about what was happening to Fu Shou Mian Mian.
I simply got up, took a quick shower, took out the Little Master Chef food, and turned on the live stream I'd been longing for and had been thinking about.
This round I was drawn from region 902, and I was matched against region 743 from the R national server. Both of us were ranked quite low.
Fu Shou Mian Mian arrived full of enthusiasm, hoping to make a big splash, just like Wu Di Hei Xuan Feng, both to train his own people and to contribute to the national war in the Chinese server. But... he was defeated on the very first day.
Not everyone is so sensible. Those who know will understand that you came to support the Chinese server and are worried about the Chinese server's defeat, but those who don't know might misunderstand you and think you came to steal the top spot on the regional leaderboard.
After all, there's only one "Invincible Black Whirlwind" in the Chinese server. Everyone recognizes you, Fu Shou Mian Mian, as a strong player in the Chinese server, but... does being a strong player mean you can just come and steal other people's cake?
With so many consecutive victories, everyone's confidence has indeed increased, and they even feel that... the R Chinese server players are a bit weak, and there are too few of them to be a match for us.
If it was a sure win, and I didn't invite you to help, who told you to come? And then you come and try to take the command position? Why should I? This is a server-wide live stream...
You think you can just give me a seat because you're here? What about my pride? You talk like you can't win against anyone. Besides, you only brought 50 people, what good are they? You're not the invincible Black Whirlwind, why should I listen to you?
Fu Shoumian was really angry, so she simply followed Dongfang Yuan's example and beat him up first, but she never expected that... it would escalate the conflict.
He killed nearly 10 people, but more and more players started to fight back...
Completely ungrateful, Fu Shoumian really wanted to just leave, but then she remembered the boast she had made in front of Invincible Black Whirlwind.
So she held back. Fu Shou Mian Mian felt like she was about to faint from anger. She hadn't felt this frustrated in a long time. She wanted to cry but felt ashamed, so she held it in.
The problem wasn't just that he felt frustrated, but he also dragged 49 teammates down with him. They fought the toughest enemies, did the most battles, and had to endure the insults and doubts from their own people in Region 902...
The comments section was even more unbearable to watch. The flame war within the Chinese server had overshadowed the discussion about the R server's 743 region. Some people even started spamming the hashtags "[Please get out of region 902]" and "[Please leave immediately if you're shamelessly trying to ride on someone else's victory]".
This is the most disheartening thing; all that passion was wasted...
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