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DSF Chapter 83

Chapter 83

During the match, no one dared to cause too much trouble. Yan Yibing let Han Mo take advantage of a milk candy, and then slipped away in a daze.

It wasn’t until he returned to the room that he remembered he hadn’t discussed the points for review with Han Mo.

But after calming down, he realized there was no need to mention it.

Han Mo wasn’t a child.

The final day of the competition.

All three rounds were on the Sanhok map.

This map is small, with high player density, suitable for early encounters.

However, before going on stage, the coach reminded them, “We must be steady. As long as we get two more chicken dinners, we’ll automatically win. There’s no need to risk anything by hunting for kills.”

Yan Yibing and the others had no objections. It was indeed unnecessary to go to the large loot areas. As long as they split and ensure someone survives to the final circle to secure a chicken dinner, they win.

The ones most anxious to get kills for points should be PYP, currently ranked second, and ANK, ranked third.

As for NNTC, the highly favored champion before the competition, they had been on a downward spiral and didn’t even make it to the top three.

They no longer had a chance to compete for the championship.

Sitting on the competition stage, Yan Yibing casually remarked, “Careful, NNTC might just become PYP’s second team.”

Yu Yan chuckled and asked, “Isn’t that inevitable?”

Chen Chi added, “It’s not easy to avoid them on this small map, but I’m not confident in a 4v8 scenario.”

Yan Yibing said, “Don’t forget about the NPCs. It’s not easy for them to find us either.”

Han Mo suggested, “Eastern flight path.”

Chen Chi agreed, “Let’s stick to 2+2. Yu Yan and I will go to Kampong, and you two go to the Altar. Secure kill points if you can; if not, just explore the map.”

Han Mo nodded in agreement.

As the plane took off, the two teams jumped in different directions.

Yu Yan’s team chose Kampong, which was even fatter than the Altar, but the risk of encountering enemies was also high.

Yan Yibing felt very relaxed.

He knew NNTC’s hometown was Pai Nan, and under Park Il-li’s leadership, NNTC had a special fondness for Pai Nan. Coupled with the small Sanhok map, in previous competitions, regardless of the flight path, NNTC always jumped to Pai Nan.

If NNTC and PYP really formed an alliance, those two teams would probably be around Pai Nan.

On the commentator’s desk, Xie Feng smiled and said, “We see that NNTC has jumped to Pai Nan, and it seems like PYP has also headed in that direction. The two teams are on either side of the river and should be about to engage soon.”

Lemon commented, “This ‘about to engage soon’ is very speculative.”

Xie Feng replied, “Hmm, I’m not mocking, I’m just being realistic.”

Lemon added, “PYP and NNTC’s skin swaps today are quite eye-catching. Is it… to prevent NPCs from not recognizing them? Hahaha.”

Sure enough, despite landing on opposite sides of the river, NNTC and PYP never engaged each other. Instead, they eliminated quite a few NPCs who had landed in Pai Nan as well.

These guys’ gun barrels seemed to have eyes, always avoiding shooting their own countrymen.

If you said they had some tricks up their sleeves, then they definitely did, but as for evidence, there was none.

The recorders and referees were like idiots, staring blankly at the players’ screens without looking away.

Next door, the curly-haired guy was still babbling loudly, extremely restless.

Yan Yibing and Han Mo finished looting at Altar, killed four NPCs, but never encountered any other teams.

Yan Yibing asked, “How’s it going on your end?”

Yu Yan replied, “We saw ANK, avoided them, and they headed to Quarry.”

Chen Chi added, “ANK going to Quarry means there’s likely another team there. They’re eager to get kill points.”

Yan Yibing said, “Let’s not mess with teams with such fiery tempers. Let them fight each other and wear themselves out.”

Xie Feng exclaimed, “ANK and OSVA clashed at Quarry! ANK’s captain took down two from OSVA! Oh no, OSVA couldn’t hold on!”

Duo Meng commented, “NNTC and PYP are also heading towards Quarry. They probably know ANK is there. Actually, ANK and PYP are close in points, and PYP’s position isn’t stable.”

Xie Feng agreed, “That’s right, so ANK is also a hindrance to them.”

Xie Feng continued, “ANK traded two for four! Beautiful! This move gained them four kill points. If ANK wins this chicken dinner, they’ll be neck and neck with PYP.”

However, shortly after he said this, NNTC and PYP chased after ANK.

ANK couldn’t escape and was completely wiped out by the two teams.

Xie Feng exclaimed, “Too bad, too bad!”

What’s worth noting is that ANK’s two kill points were credited to PYP’s team. NNTC knocked down the players but didn’t finish them off, only assisting.

Now, everyone could see that NNTC knew they had no chance of winning the championship and were helping PYP reach the top.

The circle closed in on Bootcamp.

Yan Yibing saw the kill feed and understood what was happening.

He chuckled lightly and muttered, “Disgusting.”

Yu Yan sighed, “Brothers, let’s not play it safe; this is Battle Royale Plus now.”

In the final circle, Yu Yan and Chen Chi encountered NNTC and PYP head-on. They managed to eliminate three opponents but were outnumbered in the end.

While running from the zone, Yan Yibing and Han Mo were ambushed by NPCs and then caught between NNTC and PYP, forced into a hopeless situation.

The remaining teams were NNTC, PYP, and QW.

QW’s last two players took down PYP’s captain, leaving PYP with only one player, while NNTC still had two.

Yan Yibing took off his headset, squinted, and focused on the screen.

In the final circle.

NNTC’s two players put on a show of martyrdom and were taken down by PYP.

PYP secured a chicken dinner with ten kills this round, jumping up in points and closing in on the Chinese team. PYP’s monkey KD rose to first place.

“What a great sacrifice!” Yan Yibing pulled his lips slightly, but his eyes were filled with undisguised disgust.

But apart from feeling annoyed, he had no other choice. The rule allowing two teams to participate in home ground battles was already unfair, but under pressure, they had to fight.

Yu Yan lightly sneered, “I propose giving NNTC the Top Ten Most Moving Figures in Esports award. This spirit of self-sacrifice must be part of their national heritage.”

Chen Chi added, “Remember the lesson, don’t clash head-on with these two idiot teams. Instead of confronting them directly, like before, let’s lure them into traps.”

Only Han Mo remained silent.

He stared at the KD rankings, his eyes darkening.

NNTC’s sacrifice directly caused monkey’s KD to surpass his.

KD indicated who would ultimately be the final MVP.

Two more rounds to go…

Han Mo put down the mouse and carefully moved his wrist.

His joints crackled softly.

He was usually cold and quiet, rarely speaking during matches, remaining still. No one had ever seen him stretch his wrist, arm, or massage his fingers during a match.

It was as if—

A laid-back, easygoing fisherman suddenly transformed into a ruthless executioner.

Xie Feng: “I see Han Shen doesn’t look good. Is he upset by NNTC and PYP’s cunning moves?”

Duo Meng: “I thought pro players were used to this kind of LYB.”1LYB: “乱摸摸” (luàn mō mō), which means “random touch” or “underhanded dealings.

Xie Feng: “They may be used to it, but it doesn’t mean they’re not angry.”

As the second round began, Han Mo suddenly spoke up, “Sorry, I’m heading to Pai Nan alone. You guys stick to the original plan.”

His words are concise and calm but unquestionable.

Yan Yibing glanced sideways, looking at him intently for two seconds.

Han Mo pursed his lips, his jaw forming a smooth, firm curve, reflecting the screen’s dim blue light in his dark eyes.

Yan Yibing should have reprimanded Han Mo for acting on his own, but seeing Han Mo’s expression, he suddenly couldn’t bring himself to say it.

Han Mo was no longer a young trainee under his command. He was a professional team captain with strong combat awareness, judgment, and reflexes.

Being able to say such words showed confidence.

Yan Yibing said softly, “Know what to do if you can’t handle it?”

Han Mo paused, “Self-destruct.”

Yan Yibing chuckled lightly, “Go ahead.”

Since Yan Yibing agreed, Yu Yan and Chen Chi naturally had no objections.

This time, it was the central flight path, and Pai Nan was a popular drop point.

Yan Yibing watches as Han Mo heads toward Pai Nan. Many others have chosen the same landing spot, making it densely populated.

He should have still gone to Altar, but he couldn’t resist sliding the mouse to check the number of people landing in Pai Nan.

Too many.

Han Mo was alone.

No one will be there to help him if things go south.

Watching as he crossed the river, Yan Yibing suddenly gritted his teeth and changed direction.

Landing in Pai Nan meant immediate gunfights.

Han Mo’s strength lay in gunfights.

Without a doubt, eight opponents were waiting for him in Pai Nan. The possibility of him coming out unscathed was zero.

He never even considered coming out unscathed.

What he wanted was KD, kill points, and especially the MVP title. He couldn’t let anyone else take it.

Han Mo reached for the M762, no stock, and no scope. He licked his lips lightly, aiming and taking down an NPC who had just landed.

As the gunshot rang out, he exposed himself.

But he didn’t care; he needed to attract the attention of NNTC and PYP’s members.

Sure enough, footsteps approached his direction, and the sound of gunfire gradually intensified.

Taking cover behind an abandoned car, Han Mo ran into the balcony on the second floor of the central building.

It was a good sniping spot.

He saw figures moving in the alley across the river, and he aimed and fired in rapid succession.

【Prince-momo eliminates PYP-saes using M762 assault rifle】

PYP’s team was in a panic.

They didn’t expect the Chinese team to dare run towards Pai Nan after knowing they had teamed up with NNTC.

Kim Taeran gritted his teeth, “They’ve come at the right time. If we wipe them out here, we’ll be first!”

Han Mo calmly changed his position.

Two sets of footsteps approach the building where he is.

He returns to the stairs, casually switches to an S686, loads it, and prepares.

The opponents naturally know he’s upstairs and are about to climb up. Without waiting for them to position themselves, Han Mo charges down, spraying one of them down.

【Prince-momo knocks down PYP-saes with S686 shotgun】

He doesn’t rush to reload; instead, he quickly goes upstairs. As expected, the next second, the place he left was instantly covered in bullets.

But before leaving, he casually tossed a grenade, the sound of the pin being pulled drowned out by gunfire. By the time the opponents reacted, it was too late.

An explosion occurs, thick smoke billows, and flames rush up to the second floor.

【NNTC-han eliminated by grenade fragments】

【NNTC-Kenji eliminated by grenade fragments】

Xie Feng: “Damn, Han Shen must have been really provoked. Why is he so furious?”

Duo Meng: “He’s gone berserk, and the neighbors are starting to pound the walls again.”

Xie Feng: “But it’s so satisfying to watch! Go on, Han Shen!”

Not only is the commentator with the egg-roll hairstyle pounding the walls, but Park Il-li also joins in.

Park Il-li watched as two members of NNTC were taken out by a grenade, fuming with rage.

“Can’t see? Can’t see? Can’t even see such a big grenade? Why the hell were you chasing him?”

Li Xihan’s face was very bad as he watched himself and Kenji being eliminated together, unable to shake off the regret.

Han Mo was the youngest, least famous, and least valued among the entire Chinese team.

He thought he and Kenji had more than enough to deal with Han Mo.

He was careless and impatient.

He never expected that Han Mo would remain so calm even when faced with two opponents, escaping while throwing a grenade down at the last moment.

And the timing of the grenade had to be just right, covered by the sound of gunfire, falling into his blind spot, and not getting killed by his bullets.

Li Xihan couldn’t believe it; this was a calculated move. He preferred to believe it was a coincidence.

PYP saw the kill feed with only Han Mo’s name, knowing that the Chinese team had split again.

But for Han Mo to take down three members of the Korean team alone was a huge disgrace.

They immediately called over all of PYP’s members.

Han Mo has quickly found cover, but grenades and Molotov cocktails explode indiscriminately around him.

As soon as he tried to return fire, the opponents would lock onto his position.

That’s the absolute advantage of numbers.

Han Mo gritted his teeth and held a grenade in his hand.

If all else failed, he could only resort to a suicide attack, taking down one enemy at a time.

As he was thinking this, he faintly heard some noise.

It was a muffled, shallow, familiar sound of a suppressed sniper rifle.

【Zero-ICE eliminates PYP-tai using AWM】

Yan Yibing exhales, calmly saying, “Picked up an airdrop, took some time.”

This airdrop brought a jackpot: AWM, 20 rounds of Magnum ammo, a Ghillie suit, and Adrenaline.

It’s not in vain that he risked his life to snatch this airdrop from the NPC.

Han Mo chuckled softly, the coldness in his eyes dissipating.

“Master, help me set up the gun.”

Yan Yibing snorted, “Help you set up the gun? My gun is already invincible, you know?”

Han Mo replied, “Yes, but let me have the kills, I need the KD.”

Yan Yibing: “…”

Realizing what Han Mo meant, he couldn’t help but feel his ears turn red.

After Yan Yibing secured the airdrop, the situation instantly turned around.

PYP and NNTC couldn’t locate him, so they had to both evade Yan Yibing’s sneak attacks and resist Han Mo’s fierce assaults.

In this round, neither Han Mo nor Yan Yibing had any intention of entering the safe zone. They wore down PYP and NNTC in Pai Nan, and in the end, it was Yu Yan and Chen Chi who secured the chicken dinner, significantly boosting the Chinese team’s points.

PYP’s chances were now slim.

In the final round, Han Mo, like an excited wild wolf, grabbed his gun and went on a killing spree in Pai Nan.

The kill notifications kept popping up.

The kill feed was terrifying.

【Prince-momo eliminates NNTC-han using AKM assault rifle】

【Prince-momo eliminates NNTC-xiaoji using AKM assault rifle】

【Prince-momo eliminates PYP-tai using AKM assault rifle】

Yan Yibing, who was sniping from the mountainside lookout tower to cover Han Mo, felt a bit annoyed.

By protecting Han Mo like this, wasn’t he practically sending him a gift?

Should he help or not?

As he contemplated, Yan Yibing destroyed the helmet with his sniper rifle.

Oh well.

It’s not like he couldn’t afford it.

In this round, the Chinese team once again won the chicken dinner. PYP, under the protection of NNTC, had to settle for second place.

As the competition ended and the scores were finalized, Han Mo’s total KD ratio rose to first place, and the Chinese team remained solidly in first.

With the combined kills and assists from the nine matches, Han Mo was undoubtedly the MVP of this East Asian Championship.

The golden words “winner winner, chicken dinner” on the computer screen shimmered, making people’s eyes moist.

On the central stage’s huge circular screen, the names of the four members of the Chinese team scrolled continuously. Behind Han Mo’s name was the prominent abbreviation ‘MVP.’

The fans below screamed and jumped. Although it was someone else’s home court and there were only a handful of fans, they managed to create a momentum that seemed unstoppable.

【Damn! Awesome! China team is awesome!】

【We won! Yan Yibing, I love you!】

【Han Mo, my husband! Han Mo is the most awesome!】

【Ahhhh, I love you all, let’s always play esports together!】

【Passion never ends, blood boiling for you forever!】

The four of them were invited onto the award podium, where gold trophies tied with red ribbons were handed to them. Holding the trophies, the four raised them high, watching as the symbol of China rose under the dazzling lights.

They won.

After more than two months of difficult training, exhausting to the point of almost vomiting blood, they finally had their reward.

It felt like a dream, but it also felt very solid.

The reason esports was worth fighting for their whole lives was because of this moment, this trophy, and the supreme glory carried by the resounding cheers.

Han Mo received the MVP medal from the hostess. It was small, fitting in only half of his palm.

He glanced at it and then turned to look at Yan Yibing.

“MVP,” he said.

It was like a secret code, amidst the uproar of celebration, amidst the stage filled with flying flowers and ribbons.

Yan Yibing lightly licked his lips and replied softly, “Tonight.”


Author’s Message:

Han Mo: I don’t want to be a virgin anymore.


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    LYB: “乱摸摸” (luàn mō mō), which means “random touch” or “underhanded dealings.

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