Glory [e-sports]

Asleep’s reply to him was another dagger attack that stabbed accurately at the other side of his waist.

How could Wei Xiao let him succeed twice? The elven storm hunter stepped lightly on raindrops and bypassed this basic attack.

Now, there was no more time for them to type and chatter. Both players, who had maxed out their skills and equipment, tangled together and fought endlessly.

The hidden thief’s blade was fierce and accurate, while the storm hunter dodged easily, sending in arrows from afar like flying a kite and causing pain to the hidden thief bit by bit.

They were both holding back on their combos and relying on just hand speed and micro-operations.

Now, a solo game wouldn’t take too long to finish. One or two minutes was the limit for such seamless operations, and even for players as talented as they were, they wouldn’t be able to hold on past three minutes.

The situation became increasingly intense. The storm hunter moved half a second faster than the hidden thief as Wei Xiao pushed the limits of the storm hunter and stepped on raindrops––

The rain and fog that covered the sky suddenly condensed and every drop of water turned into a mirror that reflected the storm hunter’s figure and confused the enemy’s sight.

Although Asleep never used the storm hunter, he was very familiar with this talent. As a jungler, he had to understand all the micro-operations of all the c-positions. Even so, Wei Xiao’s storm hunter was very different this time.

He gathered his thoughts and used his dagger to break through three illusions before going straight for the storm hunter.

His hit landed!

The hidden thief could stack up marks while it remained in stealth, and they would greatly increase the damage of his basic attack.

Based on his fully buffed up dagger, there was a 100% certainty that he could take away the storm hunter’s life.

Asleep’s attention was fully focused on the elf’s figure. He would absolutely never give him the slightest opportunity to slip away.

The black-streaked dagger stabbed into the storm hunter’s body. Special effects burst out, and blood…

Asleep’s pupils contracted: Oh no!

There was a bang.

There was no blood that gushed out with the special effects. Instead, it dispersed into water droplets and fog.

This was another phantom, not the storm hunter’s main body.

Whish, whish. Flying arrows that held a cold aura flew over, aimed straight at the hidden thief’s face.

Asleep retreated as he blocked, but the angle of the three arrows was tricky, and he was only able to block one of them.

Two arrows landed with splashes of blood, and Asleep’s HP plummeted.

Wei Xiao revealed himself, and another arrow of rain flew over, glistening with water.

Asleep’s eyes were sharp, and he could see that there was a red light on the arrow––this wasn’t an exaggeration, but rather a small technique from within the game. Some equipment held passive effects, such as one of the marksmen’s maxed equipment, the blood devil’s longbow, which had a chance to trigger a blood explosion. When hit by such an arrow, the hidden thief would fall to the ground and be unable to get back up again even if it was at more than at half health, let alone in its current precarious state.

He had to escape!

Asleep’s nerves were taut, and he felt a shiver surge up from within.

This was the charm of Glory. Even if his body was outside the canyon, his soul was immersed in the battlefield.

The hidden thief used flash to retreat and avoid the storm hunter’s frontal assault, but unfortunately, his HP was too low and even getting scratched by the storm hunter’s arrow was enough to ensure his death.

Defeat.

This scarlet script announcing defeat appeared on Asleep’s screen.

Solo games were now this direct and simple. Death meant that the game was over.

The two of them returned to the game room. Wei Xiao sent out a message, “You’re not in good condition.”

Asleep: “……”

Wei Xiao: “Go to sleep, I won’t bully you anymore.”

Asleep: “…… Again.”

Wei Xiao turned on voice chat, “Are you really nervous?”

Asleep: “……”

Wei Xiao changed the room mode, switching it from a solo room to a team room. “Double queue.”

Asleep hesitated for a moment.

Wei Xiao: “Hurry up, I’m going downstairs to eat in a bit.”

He was going to go and eat with the captain after he finished his morning run.

Asleep clicked on the ready button.

Wei Xiao had turned on voice chat, so Asleep turned his on as well, but he’d always chosen to type to people even with his mic on. “I’m not nervous.”

Wei Xiao: “Oh.”

Asleep explained it again, “There’s nothing to be nervous about.”

Wei Xiao hit the nail on the head, “Then why are you out of sorts?”

After trying to put up with it for a moment, Sleep God was unable to hold back and asked him, “How could you tell?”

It was true that he was in a bad mood, but it had nothing to do with being nervous.

However, basically no one else could understand his emotions other than Cong Yi. How was Quiet able to detect it across an internet cable?

Wei Xiao started acting up again. “Oh-ho, you really are nervous!”

Asleep: “……………………” He didn’t want to talk to him anymore!

The two of them were matched into a game right then and entered the game.

Asleep and Wei Xiao were different. Ever since he’d started playing Glory, Asleep had only liked to play the jungler position. It was to the point where it should be said that he only liked the thief profession.

Wei Xiao also liked thieves, but he liked all-rounder kings even more. Oh, there was no need to doubt this; his boyfriend was an all-rounder king.

Wei Xiao understood Brother Sleep. “What do you want to play?” He was in the first position and could help Asleep snatch the jungler position.

Asleep: “Shadow thief.”

Wei Xiao’s mouth said, “Okay.” But then he locked in the berserker thief.

Asleep: “???”

Wei Xiao’s tone was very righteous. “What do you want to do with the shadow thief? Laozi’s already letting you take the jungler position, yet you want to play with my man in front of me?”

Brother Sleep fell silent.

Reality proved that sleeping was really attractive. Why had he passed up on it to come out to play games with beasts?!

Wei Xiao took the butterfly warlock. It was the little fairy girl from Zhuang Zhou’s story: The Butterfly Dream, and she was a famous beauty within the canyon.

As soon as Wei Xiao entered the game, he asked, “Do I look good?”

In the most recent game update, the butterfly warlock had gotten a new skin. It was an ethereal fairy dress and was surrounded by a circle of small butterflies that floated about everywhere. It was very ethereal.

The female fans were quite satisfied with this skin, and they all said that they had to obtain it. Yet as a result, the game acted inhumanely and tossed the skin into the prize pool.

Compared with various RPG games, Glory wasn’t that much of a pay-to-win game. After all, spending money was of little significance, and players wouldn’t become stronger just because they’d spent money. So, the balance of the game had always been very good.

However, Glory also needed to make money. How? Naturally, it was through selling skins.

Couple skins, bravery skins, epic skins, legendary skins, and even divine skins.

These divine skins couldn’t be obtained by simply spending money. They had to be drawn from the prize pool.

It was difficult to put a number on the upper limit required for this lottery.

If a person was lucky, they could obtain the skin with 200 or 300 yuan, and if they were unlucky, they might not be able to get it even after spending 2000 or 3000.

Glory’s divine rich man Money had once live streamed himself drawing for a skin. He’d spent a full 5000 without getting the skin he wanted.

How deep was this pit? Those who played the game all understood.

Asleep wasn’t interested in skins and was a straight man with abnormal aesthetics. “Looks good.”

Wei Xiao: “Perfunctory!”

Asleep: “……”

Wei Xiao wasn’t some little princess and wasn’t really obsessed over the skin for this female character. He naturally had a purpose behind bringing this up. “Do you know how I got this skin?”

Asleep: “Lucky draw.”

Wei Xiao: “Nonsense.”

Asleep: “……”

Wei Xiao’s voice held a little pride. “My captain helped me draw it!”

Asleep: “…… Oh.”

Wei Xiao stressed, “My captain, Close!”

Asleep: “……” And? Who else could FTW’s captain be.

Wei Xiao wouldn’t be discouraged by this. “I originally wanted to ask Brother Cai to help me draw. You know how Brother Cai has those lucky hands that can even draw a Porsche.”

Asleep wasn’t deeply involved in worldly matters and dared to continue the conversation, “So why didn’t you let Brother Cai draw?”

Wei Xiao saw that this fish was hooked and was happy. “Sigh, my captain wouldn’t let me.”

Asleep: “?”

Wei Xiao: “Clothing that fits the body – how could it be bought by other people?”

Asleep: “???”

Wei Xiao: “It’s just that, the captain’s luck wasn’t good and it took him 520 draws to get the skin.”

Asleep started to sense that something wasn’t quite right.

Wei Xiao stressed, “Really, I’m not lying to you. He really drew 520 times.”

Asleep: “……………………”

He’d basically managed to say what he wanted to say, so Wei Xiao’s heart was satisfied. “This skin’s really beautiful.”

Asleep vowed that he wouldn’t even think of going to the mid-lane during this game. The butterfly warlock could flaunt her beauty there alone!

It was just a casual game, so the two of them crushed the other side in all sorts of ways.

The berserker thief got a triple kill and a quadra kill, and the butterfly warlock obtained a quadra kill and a penta kill.

The players on the other side had dazed expressions on their face. “Xiehe?”

Wei Xiao: “Mm.” He then sent out another message in English, “Am I beautiful?”

The players on the opposite side: “……………”

God Xie sat at his own base, and this big pot fell down on him from the sky.

The advantages they’d gained in this game were too large, and in the later stages, Wei Xiao stopped where he stood to count butterflies. “Although I’m very strong, why didn’t you come to the mid-lane even once?” He asked Asleep.

Asleep: “Would you let me eat your soldiers?”

As everyone knew, lane soldiers meant farm, and farm was life. Anyone who dared to eat a c-position’s lane soldiers would be severing all friendship with them, got it?

Other than Close, if anyone else said these words to Wei Xiao, there was an 80% chance that he’d tell them to get lost.

However…

Wei Xiao: “Alright.”

A chill ran down Asleep’s back.

Wei Xiao: “I’ll let you bully me now, and then hammer you to tears in the semi-finals.”

Asleep breathed in lightly and grew annoyed again. “It’s not because of the semi-finals!”

Being able to get Brother Sleep to add an exclamation mark proved that Wei Xiao really wasn’t an ordinary person.

“Oh.” Wei Xiao stabbed at Asleep again. “So you fought with Cong Yi?”

Asleep: “…………”

Wei Xiao’s interest was piqued. The butterfly warlock stood there in the mid-lane and didn’t move as his fingers flew over the keyboard. “You two actually fight? Quickly tell me what you fought about? Could it be that God Yi has another jungler king in his heart? Which little cub is acting so arrogant? Tell me, and I’ll go blow him up!”

Asleep looked at these densely packed words and felt his head hurt.

He didn’t understand why there could be a creature like Quiet in this world.

A person who was sharp to such extremes, yet also shameless to such extremes.

But it was impossible to hate this person even as his opponent.

Asleep: “We didn’t fight.”

Wei Xiao: “So what happened to you this evening?”

Asleep wasn’t good at communicating, and he didn’t like to express himself. Even more so, he didn’t like to reflect on himself.

As a person who hid even from himself, how could he let others know his real self?

Asleep breathed in lightly and explained things very briefly.

He was very surprised as he looked at the private message he’d sent out. So it turned out that even he would ‘tell others’.

Wei Xiao made an ‘oh’ sound, and for once, his tone was a little more serious when he spoke, “Brother Sleep, why do you think Cong Yi plays support?”

Asleep froze for a moment.

Wei Xiao said, “Cong Yi’s not like Bai Cai. My family’s vegetable has a salted fish personality, and his life ambition is to take things easy. He would never choose to walk if he could remain lying down all the way to the Temple of the Gods. Cong Yi isn’t like this. Although I haven’t seen him play other heroes, given that he can play the elemental shaman like that, regardless of whether it’s his hand speed or his micro-operations, both of them have to be pretty good. Looking at the global Glory circle, the three people who can play the elemental shaman that well are Yan Jiang, Li Heran, and Cong Yi.”

“There’s no need to mention Yan Jiang, but Li Heran was the world’s number one ADC back then. Even if he’s been injured, he still has enough skill to do the micro-operations. Cong Yi’s elemental shaman is no worse than his.”

“I’m quite curious about this. If Cong Yi played the butterfly warlock, would he be able to fill up the mid-lane with magic butterflies?”

Asleep’s heart felt like it had been smashed by a heavy hammer as he listened to Wei Xiao’s words.

Wei Xiao continued to ask, “So, why does he play support?”

Asleep’s fingers landed on the keyboard, but he was unable to type out even half a word.

Wei Xiao said it for him, “Because he wants to protect you.”

Asleep’s eyelashes drifted down, and his thin lips were pulled into a taut line.

Wei Xiao filled the screen with magic butterflies and casually killed the three players from the other side who were trying to encircle and kill him.

He said slowly, “Although it’s a support player’s duty to protect their teammates, no one has ever stipulated that a jungler can’t protect their support.”