Chapter 25: Stealing Business? (Please Recommend!)

When Changyuan realized the person facing him was Lin Zijin, he was utterly stunned.

He wasn’t unaware that Lin Zijin was also in this game. Shortly after the match began, when he saw her name flashing on the kill feed, he had already figured it out. However, he never expected to encounter her so soon—he thought they’d meet in the final circle, or at least much later.

Fate always delights in playing such tricks.

Changyuan felt helpless; his previously calm expression vanished, replaced by a solemn look. If the opponent was Lin Zijin, things were about to get complicated. Even with the 98K in his hands, which usually filled him with confidence, the prospect of facing Lin Zijin yet again made him nervous. After all, she was his idol, the one he admired most, and also the goal he was determined to surpass.

But he knew it wouldn’t be easy; he had a long road ahead.

“Brother Yuan, maybe we should run?”

A voice sounded in his headset, and Changyuan couldn’t help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. Had he really fallen so low that he wanted to flee at the sight of another player?

Still, he hesitated. This was Lin Zijin, after all!

“Where should we go, then?” He was still wavering, but when he heard someone already searching for an escape route, his face darkened.

Come on! Even if you’re not yet official pro players, you’re at least members of the Glory Youth Training Camp. Can’t you show a bit more backbone?

And we’re live right now—could you not embarrass me?

Changyuan was frustrated, especially when he discreetly checked the chat and saw viewers discussing the topic, even setting up bets on whether he’d avoid the fight. He was nearly in tears.

Can you not do this to me?

It was almost unbearable...

Thinking of this, Changyuan spoke with earnest gravity: “To become a qualified professional player, you must first have a strong heart. No matter how powerful the opponent, you cannot shrink back. Only by facing challenges head-on can you grow stronger and break through your limits!”

His words were deeply thought-provoking. After he finished, he couldn’t help but wipe his forehead, unsure whether cold sweat had appeared.

The reactions were mixed.

The young trainees lowered their heads in shame, clearly embarrassed by their earlier cowardice.

Meanwhile, the live chat was lively as ever, filled with all kinds of comments.

“Nicely said—go for it, young man!”

“Nice! No wonder you’re the sharpshooter!”

“Brother Changyuan, have you forgotten the day your idol made you cry? It was on a misty, rainy afternoon…”

“Looks calm as a rock, but actually panicking like crazy!”

“……”

Seeing the viewers’ messages, Changyuan was nearly beside himself with anger.

Were they all out to undermine him?

Yet, when he returned to the game, he became utterly focused.

Bang!

At that moment—

The sound of a 98K rang out!

“Gentle Heart used Kar98K to headshot and knock out Glory, Little Melon!”

Seeing the notification, Changyuan was startled. When he realized the person who fired wasn’t Lin Zijin, he was even more surprised.

“What happened?”

Noticing a teammate suddenly knocked down in a different position, Changyuan asked.

“I saw someone peek and tried to shoot, but their reaction was so quick!”

Hearing his teammate’s despondent voice, Changyuan was speechless.

Knowing the opponent was Lin Zijin, how could he carelessly expose himself?

Soon, he turned his attention to the one who knocked out his teammate.

Gentle Heart?

That ID seemed unfamiliar.

While Changyuan pondered, Lin Zijin’s live chat exploded after Yang Hao’s shot.

“Whoa!”

“Whoa! Whoa!”

“Brother Huyou got a headshot?”

“My goodness, I thought I was seeing things!”

“Impossible, impossible…”

“I must not be awake yet. I need a nap.”

……

In-game.

Brother Cheng saw Yang Hao headshot someone in the school with the 98K and was momentarily stunned.

Luck?

Based on his impression of Yang Hao, he thought the shot must have been a fluke.

If Yang Hao truly had such skill, he wouldn’t have performed so poorly before.

He glanced toward Yang Hao’s position, frowning slightly. Unfortunately, he didn’t have a 98K; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so passive.

Fox, who’d just been knocked down, was revived by Little Dongdong, healed fully, and drank two energy drinks. Brother Cheng looked toward the school and suddenly said, “Little Dongdong, tell them I’ll take Fox and Tiger to push the building. Be careful yourself.”

Clearly, he wanted revenge.

If his teammate was knocked down in front of Lin Zijin, and he didn’t retaliate, she might look down on him.

If Yang Hao knew Brother Cheng’s thoughts, he’d surely say, You’re overthinking it.

Even if he turned and ran, Lin Zijin wouldn’t care.

Moreover, Brother Cheng’s real motive was to impress Lin Zijin, to show her his strength and ideally earn her recognition.

Having Little Dongdong relay the message to Lin Zijin’s team was a deeper strategy: he hoped they’d provide covering fire for his attack.

Otherwise, they might not even reach the building.

He knew well—those in the school were no pushovers.

Seeing Brother Cheng’s trio get in the car and head toward the school, Little Dongdong was momentarily dazed, but soon messaged Ling Xue’er as instructed.

“What are they planning?”

The two teams weren’t far apart, and Lu Ziqi naturally heard the car start. Seeing Brother Cheng driving with his team, she couldn’t help but ask.

“They want to push the building and draw fire, and want us to cover them!” Ling Xue’er explained after reading the message from Little Dongdong.

Hearing this, Yang Hao smirked.

Wasn’t this stealing his thunder?

Drawing fire was always his job, wasn’t it?

Go ahead and try—did they think being a target was that easy?

Yang Hao sneered.

Since they insisted, he’d let them witness his “random” marksmanship and show them how he'd provide covering fire. He’d make them cry in frustration…