Glory [e-sports]

Chapter 37.2: You want to screw with me? Get in line.

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

What made everyone from FTW want to drill into a crack in the floor was how Wei Xiaoxiao, a 985 university entrance score student who’d gotten 103 in English, then translated this sentence into English and repeated it again!

“I was born a Close man, and will die a Close ghost!”

It was settled. The entire banquet hall was confused!

Those who didn’t understand Chinese and were guessing the situation all asked for clarification, and those who knew Chinese quickly explained the context.

It was passed on and on…

The story was beginning to turn bizarre.

At first, it was still normal, “Marshal invited FTW’s newcomer to L&P!”

Then, it was still alright, “That newcomer refused to submit even in death!”

Then, it started to turn weird, “Marshal tried to forcefully snatch people!”

Finally, it became crazy, “FTW’s newcomer is a girl dressed as a man!”

At last, the whole world was in turmoil, “Marshal and Close both fell in love with this girl dressed as a man at the same time!”

Bai Cai, who was fed a whole mouthful of gossip later on, “……” That was so f*cking ridiculous!

Even Yuan Ze was stunned when he heard Wei Xiao’s words. However, as a seasoned old dog, God Yuan continued to try and pry people away, “You’re only 19 years old, and you’re still young. Don’t be so…”

He hadn’t finished his words when Lu Feng suddenly stood up and interrupted him, “Change seats.” He said this to Wei Xiao.

Lu Feng was to Wei Xiao’s right, and his spot to the left was empty, which was why Yuan Ze could speak so freely.

At this time, Lu Feng wanted to change seats with him, moving Wei Xiao further inside.

Wei Xiao didn’t want to agree. He still wanted to taunt Yuan Ze.

Lu Feng looked at him.

Wei Xiao: “……”

Fine, fine. Nobody could get in the captain’s way.

Little Lunatic Wei got up very obediently and changed seats with Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked at Yuan Ze, “Was there anything else?” His voice was very cold.

Yuan Ze: “……”

Lu Feng’s face was expressionless, “Or, do you want to sit here?”

Old Dog Yuan’s heart was empty. He said, “No, we’ll be doing a performance match soon. We’ll go warm up first.”

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

Finally, L&P left, and the venue began to boil with excitement again.

This time, everyone was only focused on one topic––

Who was FTW’s newcomer!

Who was this Quiet?

How could he already be so embroiled in gossip even before his debut?!

After that, the host came out and began to explain the winter training.

First, the person in charge of the competition committee gave a speech, then the big daddy sponsor came in and gave a speech. After that, the host talked about the rules and conventions, which were cumbersome but important, and all the club managers and logistics personnel listened very carefully.

Wei Xiao was seated close to Lu Feng and could sense that he was in a bad mood.

There was someone talking at the front, and it wasn’t appropriate for Wei Xiao to speak, so he picked up pen and paper from the desk and wrote Lu Feng a note.

Lu Feng looked at the note and was stunned for a moment.

The writing was just like the person. Wei Xiao’s flying dragon and dancing phoenix style writing was very bold.

The content was also as straightforward and simple as he was––Captain, I won’t leave FTW!

“I won’t leave FTW…”

This voice suddenly appeared in Lu Feng’s brain. His eyes grew hooded, and he wrote on the note, “There is no such thing as a never-ending feast in the world.”

Lu Feng had some regrets after writing this, but the words written in pen weren’t like words typed on a keyboard and couldn’t be deleted.

Wei Xiao looked at him with wide eyes.

Lu Feng folded up the note and put it in his own pocket, “Mm.”

His answer was soft, and it was almost drowned out by the speech being given on the stage, but Wei Xiao still heard it. His eyes brightened, and his lips curved up. “I’ll definitely never leave!”

FTW was Close’s.

He only wanted to follow Close!

15 days of training wasn’t a very long time, so the schedule was very packed.

The winter training server had already been started up, but there was still some time before the free matching began.

Every day from 1PM to 6PM, all players had to participate in the free matching and accumulate personal points.

After 6PM, the top three teams with the most points in total from their five players would be able to choose a team to be their training match partner at will. The invited team could not refuse, and the other teams could then choose opponents by drawing lots.

For the sake of the sponsor gold daddies, these games would be broadcast live. The winning team could take the other side’s prize pool.

The bonus pool for the day was distributed according to the individual points from free matching.

One point was 1000 yuan. For example, if the total score of the five members in the team was 100 points, then the team’s prize pool was 100,000 yuan.

Individual points were recalculated daily, but the bonus pool was cumulative.

For example, if a team won a 200,000 bonus on the first day, even if their individual scores were zero the next day, they would still have a bonus pool of 200,000, making them the likely targets of being selected as an opponent.

So, the winners must work even harder to win, and the losers would need to work hard at the free matching in order to save up points and win!

The bonus pool would only grow bigger and bigger. It was hard to say what the amount would be by the 15th day!

Wei Xiao’s brain turned quickly, and he soon straightened out the rules. “If we keep winning… then won’t we be able to take away everyone’s hard-earned money?!”

Indeed. 100 players earned points through the free matching. These points were used to increase the team’s bonus pool. Once a team lost, the entire bonus would be taken away.

On the other hand, as soon as a team won, not only would they keep the points earned by their own players, they would also win their opponents’ points!

Chen Feng splashed cold water over his thoughts, “The chance of losing is greater.”

What was he thinking about? The 18 teams were all the elites from each competition zone. What did FTW, as a team who did a round tour for each global competition, have on them that could help them win?!

Wei Xiao had seen through it clearly long ago, “That’s okay, as long as we win on the 15th day, we’ll still win!”

Yes, this was the core of the competition system.

It didn’t matter how many times you lost at the start. It didn’t even matter if they lost until their bonus pool was zero. As long as they won the first prize in the free matching on the 15th day and obtained the right to choose a team to fight against, they could still win it all back!

After all, they were training matches. The important thing was the fights between the teams. The main goal was to stimulate the players’ passion and improve the effect of training, not the competition’s elimination system.

After talking about the rules, they then talked about many old rules, such as no fighting, no partying, no drinking…

All in all, players should be positive, focus on the competition, and create a good image of a harmonious society.

By 9PM, when the entire audience was drowsy from listening, the real play began.

The host announced, “Next up, let’s invite L&P and Pro to open up our Glory winter training Group A for 2021!”

The meeting was over, and the performance match was about to begin!

The banquet hall suddenly went dark, and then L&P’s battle anthem sounded out as five people in silver gray uniforms walked out of the background towards the match platform that had been prepared a long time ago.

After that came the Pro’s championship song. This was the glory and honor that only a champion, a team who’d won the championship could have!

As soon as the teams came out, the battle anthems sounded out, and a fight was imminent!

All the players were instantly in high spirits!

Although it was only a performance match, nobody would want to lose in such a high-profile situation

Let alone two old rivals!

Yuan Ze and Kim Sung-hyun’s ‘gratitude and resentment’ had been mentioned enough times online to circle the winter training venue three times over!

The two teams came up, and the host performed a routine interview.

Kim Sung-hyun accepted the microphone and started off in fluent Chinese, “I don’t care, but Marshal wants to win more.”

The host quickly translated his words and asked, “Why does Marshal want to win?”

Kim Sung-hyun didn’t hand the microphone over to Yuan Ze and continued to speak in Chinese, “It’s like this. Marshal broke a promise from many years ago and has to eat shit live. I’m not interested in seeing this, so I proposed that as long as he won the performance match, he wouldn’t have to broadcast it live.”

FTW, 3U and the melon-eating gossip watchers, “…………”

Yuan Ze: “……………………”

L&P and Pro’s starters, who didn’t quite understand, “???”

Old G, who half-understood, “Sheet? Sit?”

This pronunciation thing was too inhumane!

The host’s face was confused. They really didn’t know how to translate this!

Yuan Ze stared at Kim Sung-hyun, “Old Kim, you’re done for.”

Top-laners had a natural advantage against marksmen. Yuan Ze would hammer Kim Sung-hyun until he exploded in this match.

Kim Sung-hyun laughed like a cold mountain flower, and the words he said weren’t pleasant to the ears, “You want to screw with me? Get in line.”