Novel Full Chapter 122 - Black Out Operation
Chapter 122: Black Out Operation
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
“Sorry, I was also bullsh*tting!”
“Sorry, I was also bullsh*tting!”
Group C’s players all ran up to Meng Fan to apologize, turning to leave immediately. The scene was interesting to see. It was touching, friendly and… peaceful.
All the onlookers were dumbfounded. Where was this going?
The stream was even more lively.
“666!”
“This scene is too funny, hahaha!”
“This turn of events… Even books don’t dare to write like this!”
“Hahaha, who wasn’t a decent person in their past life!”
“I bow to the master!”
“OTL…”
“Apologizing and leaving, they’re afraid of the fatty gifting them tissues!”
“God, why do I feel for this bunch of people!”
“Not just feels, I’m crying!”
“Contributing to a harmonious society!”
…
Meng Fan was baffled, not expecting it to be like this. However, the organizers from CGL qualifiers were so cute!
This scene did not surprise Da Fei at all.
Like today’s preliminary rounds at the arcade, everyone knew the skill level of the contestants was not high. If they had been good, they would have entered the city level competition. At that time, nobody would have thought Hangzhou’s preliminaries would be so heated.
After the qualifiers, all the high-level players got tickets to the main event. It was rare for some squid to screw up and end up there, like the one present today.
Hence, the organizers predicted that a score of 650 would be the top 3; they even capped the score.
Based on the registration results, this seemed to be the case. There were only three people with a score of over 650, which included Meng Fan’s 680. The loose squid scored around 685.
The average player’s registration results were submitted based on the selected results from one of their most recent ten or hundred games. Usually, the registration score was based on a player’s most exceptional performance.
But this iron hero with his army of maids had registered with a score of 680 and achieved 745 in the tournament!
Even the organizers were amazed, nonetheless the other competitors.
To the contestants, these opponents were way beyond their level. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that it was like a high school basketball team that encountered the provincial team. ‘They’d have you on your knees!’
Even Da Fei, a city level contestant, had been knocked down on his knees, nonetheless the regular competitors.
But even with this in mind, the apologetic scene was still unexpected. Only, as it happened, they felt it was very reasonable.
“Master, you’ve worked hard!”
The sound of the four cute girls in maid costumes greeting their master was enough to pull everyone back to reality.
They were convinced and Meng Fan had their respect.
Did their envy disappear?
Of course not!
“We can lose the competition, but master must die!”
It was unclear who yelled in anger, but everyone else began to chime along, laughing as they chanted.
The fickle netizens in the stream heard this and laughed. Immediately, all the live comments read—
“Don’t be a p*ssy, just do it!”
They were evidently cheering on the people at the scene!
Trying to stay in character, Qu Jing Jing grievously held back her laughter, but her body could not be suppressed as it trembled uncontrollably.
The four maids in cosplay wanted to surprise Meng Fan by coming there, but they never expected him to be the one to surprise them. This was way too interesting, not to mention the strange feeling that came with it.
Seeing Meng Fan approach from the shooting machine, she directed the phone camera at Meng Fan.
Meng Fan took a look and smiled, pausing for a minute to think. “Do you know what kind of operation can make 70,000 people blind at the same time?”
Qu Jing Jing paused for a moment and shook her head.
Meng Fan reached his finger and covered the camera.
Pfft.
Qu Jing Jing couldn’t contain it anymore and laughed out loud.
It was respectable for a stream host to do this!
“I’m leaving. You’re hurting my self-esteem!”
“Cancelling my subscription!”
“This is a dark moment for us netizens, but it’s also a dark moment for you, Meng fatty!”
“Reject the host’s atrocities, fickle netizens, let’s all unsubscribe!”
“There are millions of hosts on this channel. What’s one less fatso?”
“You’re trying to kill us with one finger? You’re underestimating us!”
“I, Wang Jing Ze, would rather die watching someone else’s stream before watching your stream again!”
“~~~ Smells good!”
…
After the organizers counted the results from group C, they quickly announced the ten people that advanced into the finals. Meng Fan had the highest score to nobody’s surprise.
Aside from Meng Fan, the highest score was 671, which was scored by the squid who accidentally screwed up in qualifying for the city competition. His registration score was 685, and he scored 671. It was a considerably good turnout.
Before seeing Meng Fan’s score, he was 100% confident he would advance as the first seed and receive the ticket in the first place as well.
The finals was split into three rounds.
The first round would have all ten contestants shoot at once, and the top six from those results would advance into round two.
In the second round, six people would shoot at the same time, and the top three would enter the third round. All three of these contestants would receive a ticket for the city level competition.
The third round was a round-robin with each person having only one chance to shoot to determine the final ranking.
The order of the final round was going to be determined by the results of the previous rounds, so the person with the best score would shoot last.
The finals was divided into several rounds mostly to extend the duration of the competition. The organizers went through a lot of trouble to receive these three city-level entry tickets, so they didn’t want them to be obtained in a mere eight hours. Also, the CGL basketball tournament was meant to be a warm-up.
This arcade was meant for individual contestants while the city level competition was divided into individual contestants, men’s doubles and mixed doubles. The competition process was much more simple as well.
Five minutes after the advancing players were announced, the first round of the finals began.
Meng Fan still stood in front of the No.6 machine. Evidently, this was a special arrangement planned by the organizers.
Although everyone could see Meng Fan had the championship on lockdown, the organizers still wished Meng Fan could perform at his best. Even if a familiarized machine wouldn’t help much, at least it wouldn’t affect his play.
For a 750 point scoring god to spawn from their venue, the organizers felt they had already profited.
After the game started, almost everyone present piled behind Meng Fan, and all of them had their phones out while they wait. Although they all spoke of wanting to kill Meng Fan, they were all very well behaved.
After the first round ended, Meng Fan scored 751 points. It was a better score than the preliminaries, and everyone present felt nothing but respect. There wasn’t much luck to begin with in this game, so this master was very consistent indeed!
As consistent as Meng Fan was, the other participants were obviously not as consistent. Basically, they had performed worse than the preliminaries. The biggest difference came from the squid, who botched his registration score.
His preliminary score was 671, but during the first round of the finals, he only scored 602. He still easily advanced into the second round, but it exposed the reason behind his failure during the qualifiers.
In the second round, Meng Fan scored 758, another score that people looked up to.
The squid that slipped through the net had completely collapsed, scoring 584 points. He came in fifth, forfeiting his opportunity for the top three, and his chances at the CGL city level qualifiers.
He heaved a deep sigh. He felt slightly hopeless and helpless.
It was a confirmation that he was not a competitive player; strictly speaking, he was an easily frustrated player.
“You put too much pressure on yourself.”
Everyone’s eyes were concentrated on Meng Fan. Nobody noticed the desolate expression of the squid except for Da Fei, who could count as an acquaintance. Da Fei walked over and lightly hammered his chest with his fists.