Han Mo’s finger paused for a moment, and a warm feeling spread from the bottom of his heart.
He did well, and Yan Yibing noticed it and thought he did well too.
A low “Hmm” escaped him, and after a moment, he added, “As long as you like it.”
This sentence had a slightly ambiguous boundary, even if you watched a few romantic movies, you would know that friends wouldn’t say such things to each other.
So, after saying it, Han Mo actually regretted it a bit.
But Yan Yibing clearly wasn’t someone with delicate thoughts.
Han Mo secretly glanced at him.
Yan Yibing’s long, curled eyelashes framed his clear and bright eyes as he focused on the screen. After hearing Han Mo’s words, he simply tugged at the corner of his lips.
Han Mo couldn’t tell if he was regretful or relieved.
He withdrew his gaze and, without a sound, leaned towards Yan Yibing.
Unaware, Yan Yibing moved casually, and his arm would brush against Han Mo.
At the moment of skin contact, it felt like an electric current passing through. Han Mo instinctively tensed his muscles.
“Who’s going up for us?”
“Chang Ge, you go. You’re better.”
“Yeah, Chang Ge and Sui Ge, destroy them.”
“Alright?” The leader, addressed as Chang Ge, glanced at the tallest one, Sui Ge.
“Fine, actually, anyone can go. Crushing them is easy for anyone.” Sui Ge looked disdainful, shook his arms, twisted and sat on the chair, legs apart, shaking his knees.
The hunched figure stood obediently behind Chang Ge, bent down, and whispered softly in Chang Ge’s ear, “Bro, choose the robbery mode, bank map. They aren’t familiar with the map and won’t know how to play.”
Chang Ge raised an eyebrow, took a deep breath, and was about to speak.
Sui Ge impatiently said, “Doesn’t matter, I fear nothing in any mode.”
His voice was quite loud, and Yan Yibing heard it.
Yan Yibing subtly hooked his lips, and in a clear, slow voice, he said to Han Mo, “Hey newbie, LT to aim, LB to throw grenades, RT to shoot, RB to mark targets for teammates, Y to switch weapons, B to crouch, X to reload, long press to enter vehicles or open doors, left joystick to move, right joystick to look around. I’ll tell you more as we play. Got it?”
Han Mo wiped the game controller with his fingers. His eyes followed Yan Yibing’s instructions, scanning over those keys one by one. A few seconds later, he said calmly, “Got it.”
Han Mo was intelligent, and his memory was good, something Yan Yibing knew very early on. Teaching him was effortless, which made him particularly fond of Han Mo as his disciple.
“Poof! You can’t even do this.” The hunched figure chuckled.
The arrogant Sui Ge shook his shoulders, “Damn, I’m so done, brothers. What’s the point of playing this!”
Chang Ge, with his belly bulging, said straightforwardly, “If you can’t handle it, just leave. Don’t embarrass yourselves. Game consoles are meant for skilled players. If you like slicing fruits, you can play it on the computer.”
Han Mo coldly glanced in their direction.
Yan Yibing gently patted his back, speaking softly and secretly. “Don’t get angry at these live barrage coaches.”1 Live barrage coaches mean the people who always come to their live broadcast to criticize them
Han Mo bit his lip, his gaze landing on Yan Yibing’s fair and slender fingers, suddenly feeling less irritated.
These idiots were indeed similar to the barrage coaches online.
Yan Yibing logged into the game, and both he and Han Mo entered a small room automatically.
“Hurry up, if we win, we still have to play Fruit Ninja against them.”
Sui Ge sneered, “You chose the mode, don’t accuse us of bullying.”
Yan Yibing glanced at Han Mo.
Han Mo softly asked, “What modes are there?”
Yan Yibing sighed lightly, smiled, and said to Sui Ge, “We’re newbies, don’t know anything about the modes. Why don’t you choose?”
The hunched figure immediately became delighted and eagerly patted Chang Ge’s shoulder, “Bro, brother, robbery mode!”
Chang Ge, of course, wouldn’t give up the advantage in hand, so he confidently chose the robbery mode.
He asked again, “How about cops and robbers? You guys okay with that?”
Yan Yibing nodded casually. “Hmm, doesn’t matter.”
Chang Ge went to talk to Sui Ge, “Should we be cops or robbers?”
Sui Ge was a bit impatient, “Cops, quickly deal with them in three minutes, don’t drag it out.”
So Chang Ge chose the role of a cop, and Yan Yibing and Han Mo automatically became the robbers.
The game map was a bank, including areas like the parking lot, subway entrance, and the street.
The robbers needed to break into the underground vault, seize money bags, and then rush to the helicopter to escape with the loot.
During this time, the cops would undoubtedly try to stop them.
So, in the early stage, the robbers attacked while the police defended. After obtaining the money bag, the roles reversed, and the police attacked while the robbers defended.
The game was in a five-player team mode, and due to the insufficient number of players, the system would randomly match robot teammates.
As soon as they entered the game, Yan Yibing and Han Mo found themselves near the garage door.
Han Mo quickly familiarized himself with the controller and frowned, “The DPI is too low.” 2DPI, or dots per inch, if too high, can cause severe shaking. Generally, lower DPI is preferred, and professional players adjust it according to the situation.
Yan Yibing, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, said, “Endure it; the setup is definitely not as good as what we usually use.”
Han Mo understood the function of each key and the objectives of the operation. He asked Yan Yibing, “What should we do first?”
Before Yan Yibing could answer, the opposing team mocked, “Why not just commit suicide on the spot? We’re not bragging; we haven’t lost in this mode and on this map.”
Yan Yibing raised an eyebrow, casually saying, “Interesting.”
He told Han Mo, “We need to blow up the main door. You go to the main door on the west side, and I’ll go to the main door of the vault. After blowing up the door, you know what to do, right?”
Han Mo raised his eyes, frowning, “Just the door? No firefight?”
Yan Yibing, with a playful expression, jokingly scolded, “Silly, we are the robbers. Our only objective is to quickly enter the vault and grab the money. Taking the money is our sole purpose; don’t get caught up in fighting.”
Han Mo nodded, “Oh,” and added, “Then this game is quite ordinary.”
Sui Ge sneered, his knees trembling more vigorously, his slender figure swaying on the chair, making creaking sounds.
“Thinking too much, you can’t even get into the vault; you’ll be wiped out.”
Chang Ge patted Sui Ge’s shoulder with his free hand, “Stay alert, they’re coming.”
Sui Ge lazily twisted his neck, looking down on everyone, “I can handle them single-handedly.”
Chang Ge immediately intervened, “No, no need, let them lose quickly.”
This kind of trash talk was novel for both Han Mo and Yan Yibing.
In previous PUBG tournaments, players were allowed to trash talk each other, but because professional players knew each other well, no one would say brainless things to them. After all, in the end, there was a high probability of being proven wrong.
For Yan Yibing, with eight years of professional career, it was the first time someone treated him like a noob.
As the bomb exploded, thick smoke billowed from both large doors of the bank.
Yan Yibing, in the thick smoke, quickly switched the map, glancing at it for a moment, and memorized all the information points on the map.
He didn’t linger in battle, lifted the loot, and swiftly rushed towards the vault.
Simultaneously, the third door was also blown open by NPC teammates.
Gunfire erupted simultaneously.
Chang Ge and Sui Ge are seasoned players, very familiar with the defensive points.
As soon as Yan Yibing appeared, he was surrounded by players pointing their guns at him.
However, he remained calm and, using the bank map, circled around the police.
He needed to wait for everyone to gather, as they were at a disadvantage in terms of familiarity with the map.
Yan Yibing asked Han Mo in a low voice, “Are we there?”
Han Mo replied, “Yes.”
The next moment, bombs on the second floor pierced through the ceiling of the vault.
As the smoke cleared, Han Mo jumped directly down from the second floor into the vault.
Due to his limited operations, he lost some health when jumping, but he had anticipated this in advance.
A sudden mistake in the rear made the police a bit panicky.
Sui Ge angrily exclaimed, “Who the hell didn’t guard the second floor?”
Chang Ge was frustrated, “The matched robots don’t listen; as soon as the door downstairs explodes, they all run over.”
Sui Ge took a deep breath, “Block, block, block! Trap them in the vault!”
Chang Ge said, “Don’t worry, they’re definitely done for. I’ve killed two of them.”
While the two robot teammates of Yan Yibing were killed by the opponents, he, with the cover of his teammates, successfully infiltrated the vault and took the money bag from Han Mo.
The robber holding the money bag was the ultimate target for the police. So, as Yan Yibing ran, Han Mo finally had time to heal.
At this moment, their last robot teammate was also eliminated.
Yan Yibing remained calm, “Run towards the rooftop helicopter direction.”
Han Mo, having healed, knocked out a robot police officer, complaining, “Is this a parkour game?”
Yan Yibing chuckled, “Kind of.”
Carrying the money bag, he made his way up, narrowly avoiding enemies guarding the stairs and waiting for the elevator.
On the elevator, there were naturally people intercepting them, but fortunately, the deceased bot teammate had respawned.
Yan Yibing instructed the robot to take the elevator with him and Han Mo.
As the elevator reached the rooftop, the door opened and a barrage of bullets came through.
Thanks to their teammates acting as shields, Yan Yibing grabbed the money bag and charged forward, while Han Mo shot down the person blocking the door.
“Damn it!” Chang Ge muttered.
Sui Ge frowned, “What’s going on?”
Chang Ge twisted his face in frustration and said, “I made a mistake. I pressed the wrong key just now and accidentally let them escape!”
Sui Ge kicked the TV cabinet forcefully, making the LCD screen tremble. “How can you make such a mistake? You fucking quit the game, losing to two newcomers!”
Chang Ge took a deep breath and said, “Fuck losing, once they reach the rooftop, they’re finished.”
After Chang Ge finished speaking, he killed a bot criminal sniper.
Yan Yibing dodged bullets while moving and ran towards the direction of the helicopter.
Thanks to several bots repeatedly respawning and sacrificing themselves, he gained some extra time.
When they finally reached near the helicopter, five police officers were already eyeing them and rushed to the rooftop together.
Finally reaching the vicinity of the helicopter, with five police officers right behind them, eyeing them fiercely, they charged onto the rooftop.
“With Sui Ge here, they’re done for!” Hunched back slapped his thigh.
Chang Ge also laughed, “That’s right, Sui Ge, the god of marksmanship. First, kill the one with the money bag.”
Suddenly, Yan Yibing stopped running.
He hid behind an obstacle, turned around leisurely, and said lightly, “Han Mo, kill them. They’re in the way.”
“Hmm,” Han Mo responded softly, no longer focused on escaping but instead turning around to switch to his rifle, ready to counterattack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three shots and the so-called Gun God, Sui Ge, was down.
Han Mo, with an expressionless face, took cover and casually tossed a grenade.
Sui Ge, seeing his screen gradually turning dark red, shook the controller in disbelief.
Did he die?
Did the opponent turn around and kill him?
Chang Ge also found it hard to believe. His actions paused for a moment, and he whispered, “Sui Ge, did you die?”
Sui Ge cursed, “Damn it, I was a bit dazzled just now. Wait for me, I’ll be right there!”
Hunched back quickly said, “Sui Ge, stay calm.”
However, Chang Ge didn’t say anything more.
Because in that momentary pause, his screen also turned red.
The opponent’s speed and accuracy of the kill were like using cheats.
The bomb, flashing with firelight, raised billowing smoke. Apart from him, another robot was also taken down.
In this game, the bomb’s landing point had a warning. As long as one timely avoided it when the red light flashed at their feet, they wouldn’t get hit.
However, even so, he still died.
Because the opponent threw two bombs in total—one was a decoy, and the second was real. The opponent even anticipated the direction he would evade.
Fortunately, Sui Ge quickly respawned by his side.
Sui Ge’s veins bulged on his forehead as he raised the gun, ready to charge.
Died again.
Chang Ge hadn’t even had the chance to rejoice when he lost a life again.
Seeing the screen turn black and red once more, Sui Ge’s face also sank.
The muscles on his face twitched, as if he found it hard to believe the scene before his eyes.
He shook the controller unconfidently, starting to question whether the game had a bug or if his eyes were bugged.
How could someone’s shooting efficiency be so high?
Did getting shot mean certain death?
Hunchback looked surprised across at the opposing team. Yan Yibing held the money bag, watching the commotion. Han Mo slightly bent forward, elbows on knees, his face still expressionless, even though it was his first time touching a gaming console, his fingers moved as if they were on double speed.
With his operating speed, the DPI truly couldn’t keep up with his reactions, so it wasn’t surprising that he initially questioned the DPI being too low.
They always seemed so composed.
And that cold-faced one, at the beginning, he wore an expression as if he found the game too simple.
When the lightly smiling one, who loved to talk, mentioned killing them, the cold-faced one finally got serious.
Once he got serious, he practically turned the criminals into bugs.
The police, who were supposed to have the upper hand in the chase, were rendered powerless and defeated. Among these four people, the widely acknowledged Gun God, couldn’t even lift his gun and was sent away again.
Han Mo faced a one versus five situation, killed the entire police team, and remarked, “Trash.”
Yan Yibing, looking carefree, waved and said, “Come over, let’s board the plane.”
Obediently, Han Mo holstered his gun, ran to his side, and took the money bag on the plane while the police were still reviving.
The whole process took only ten minutes. If Yan Yibing hadn’t asked Han Mo to enjoy shooting for a bit at the end, the game could have ended in five minutes.
Chang Ge and Sui Ge stared blankly at the game over screen.
Is this guy really a newbie?
Yan Yibing looked into Han Mo’s eyes, a bit close, breathing lightly, and tilted his head, asking, “Is it fun?”
After hesitating for a moment, Han Mo whispered, “Yes.”
In his heart, he silently added, it’s fun as long as I’m playing with you.
Yan Yibing put down the controller, pinched his slightly reddened fingertips, raised his legs lazily, and said casually, “I think it’s average, the opponents aren’t skilled enough, and the gaming experience isn’t good.”
Han Mo nodded, “Mm.”
In this game, the police had a greater advantage over the criminals.
If the opponents were professional players like them, they probably wouldn’t win.
Han Mo unusually said a few more words, “If it’s a fruit-cutting game, I might lose.”
Yan Yibing chuckled, his almond-shaped eyes shining brightly.
For the first time, he felt that Han Mo had a bit of skill in making fun of people.
Indeed, he wasn’t confident in cutting fruits.
Yan Yibing turned to the opponents and said, “Well, it’s time for you guys to leave, right?”
Sui Ge dropped the controller, his face turning iron blue. He moved his lips, not knowing what to say.
Their familiar game, the mode where they had the advantage, unexpectedly ended in a loss.
Chang Ge forced a smile, “Funny, brothers, is this what you call newcomers? You guys are doing it on purpose, right?”
Yan Yibing didn’t bother explaining and exited the game. He casually found a fruit-cutting game.
“In console games, we are indeed newcomers, but in FPS PC games, we’re probably at the level of national champions.”
Hunchback asked Chang Ge in a low voice, “Brother, what does FPS PC game mean?”
Chang Ge’s face twitched, “Brother, don’t exaggerate. Are you the national champion in CS or Call of Duty?”
Yan Yibing handed the controller back to Han Mo and started a two-player fruit-cutting game.
While cutting fruits, he casually said, “PUBG.”
Hunchback asked in a low voice again, “What’s PUBG? My English isn’t good.”
The person next to him whispered in his ear, “It’s the one where Sui Ge always dies and becomes a box on landing. He stopped playing because he always gets killed.”
Hunchback: “…”
On the screen, fruits and bombs were flying, with sparks bursting in between. Yan Yibing and Han Mo waved their controllers in a frenzy, but accidentally hit a bomb.
The screen exploded, and the game ended.
Score: 1200.
“Ah, cutting fruits is so hard,” Yan Yibing sighed.
Chang Ge: “Damn…”
Author’s Message:
Han Mo: It’s the most fun when playing with my wife.
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