Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 490 - 330: You Anticipated My Anticipation_1

Chapter 490: Chapter 330: You Anticipated My Anticipation_1

Feng Yi and Pan Weining were both satisfied with the conversation.

"Take a break for a while, then we’ll enter the second round. Do you want to participate in the next one?" asked Pan Weining to Feng Yi.

"No, I’ll observe the next one and see how you all play," Feng Yi replied.

He had to analyze Pan’s theoretical tactics from an observer’s perspective. He had absorbed too much new knowledge at once and needed to digest it slowly.

Pan Weining also felt that this would help Feng Yi come to terms with reality faster and said, "Alright, I’ll have Youning..."

He paused, then continued, "I’ll have Youning take you to the observation deck later."

Pan Youning had made a mistake just now, but fortunately, he had realized his error. He’d talk to him later, give him a few reminders, and make sure the kid didn’t repeat the same mistakes.

Seeing that the conversation atmosphere was good, Pan Youning thought that his cousin had already explained everything to Feng Yi. He felt relieved and planned to apologize sincerely to Feng Yi again.

He actually didn’t think there was anything wrong with his tactical theories, but he knew that different tactics had to correspond to different people. Even the same style of shoes had to come in different sizes, and people of the same age could wear different sizes—they couldn’t all be measured by the same standards.

What he faced now was that his set of theories might not suit a master like Feng Yi.

He, with his poor physical constitution, could only opt for a cautious approach, but for someone with Feng Yi’s physical prowess, even a "crazy charge tactic" was feasible!

Just as he was about to take a step away, Pan Youning was called out.

"Pan, come here for a sec, I have something to ask you."

"Ah, I almost forgot about this! Pan, do you know who took Dongzi and Qiao out?"

Pan Youning looked confused: "What happened to Brother Dong and Brother Qiao?"

"Northeast corner, near the sandbags, tires, and a container—that’s where Dongzi and Qiao both got taken out. They said they only saw a shadow before being hit; they are still clueless about what happened. Do you know who ambushed them?"

Upon hearing this, Pan Youning immediately associated it with someone.

"Oh, right there! That’s where we hunkered down. At first, I didn’t know if it was Brother Dong or Brother Qiao who ambushed me once."

"It was Dongzi. He liked the spot you were hiding in. And then what?" someone asked.

"At that time, I was discussing tactics with Brother Yi when Dongzi’s ambush interrupted us, then Brother Yi counterattacked," he explained.

"Wait! You’re saying it was Feng Yi who took Dongzi out of the game?!"

The people who had gathered around turned their heads to look at Feng Yi, who was buying ice cream.

Dongzi himself couldn’t believe it.

Qiao, as if questioning what he had heard, asked, "The one who dashed from the container and shot me was him too?!"

"Yeah, I’d just finished talking about team combat with Brother Yi and was about to start on lone wolf tactics when you came over. Oh, I didn’t know you were approaching; it was Brother Yi who suddenly said to pause. I stopped, and before I even caught my breath, he had already run over, taken you out, and came back."

A group of people looked at Pan Youning to confirm he wasn’t joking.

"Who the hell said Feng Yi was a newbie and needed a protection period?"

"Ah, now that I think about it, maybe the newbie protection isn’t for him, but for us?"

Dongzi got stubborn: "I don’t believe it! I won’t unless he takes me out again!"

It wasn’t that he truly disbelieved it, the information had just come too suddenly for him to accept it in the moment.

Just then, Pan Weining came over and noticing the unusual expressions, asked, "What’s going on?"

Pan Youning recounted what had just been discussed.

Pan Weining looked on with a "you’re kidding me" expression.

Pan Youning returned a serious and affirmative look.

Pan Weining pondered for a moment, then looked at the others: "So what are you saying now, you want to go and ask him again?"

Dongzi stepped forward, "Big Pan, I want a one-on-one with him!"

Pan Weining frowned, "You want to challenge him?"

"No, no, no," Dongzi said, waving his hands, "I know he’s your lifesaver and I can’t just start something for no reason. I’m not saying I don’t believe what Pan just said, I just..."

Dongzi scratched his head and continued, "I was just taken by surprise earlier, didn’t even get a chance to react, completely unprepared."

Qiao next to him nodded in agreement: "Exactly! We don’t really need to fight it out or challenge him or make him prove anything, just... could he do it one more time? We don’t have to have a formal match, just on the practice field over there, surrounded by big sandbags, a ’classic replay’ if you will."

Wen Zhiyu, after listening for a while, also became interested and suggested, "Big Pan, why don’t you talk to Feng Yi, no need to play a full game, think of it as practice. Let Dongzi or Qiao try it out, just for us all to have a good look and learn something."

Pan Weining replied, "If you want to learn, you can go to the instructor and copy the recordings."

Wen Zhiyu argued, "Videos have their limits and watching them affects people’s mindset differently. We’re not forcing anything, just bring it up. If he’s not interested, then forget it."

Pan Weining glanced at everyone’s eager looks and agreed, "Alright, I’ll mention it to him."

Over there.

Feng Yi was negotiating with the owner of the vending booth.

Pan Weining’s group had bought a few cases of sparkling water and purified water for the rest area, but Feng Yi didn’t want to drink sparkling water.

Cerebral activity was too energy-consuming; he needed to replenish some sugar.

So, he came over to buy ice cream.

He asked the owner to take two cases over to the rest area to share with Pan Weining’s group, and if there were any leftovers, to immediately bring them back... no, to store them in the freezer for a while; he’d continue eating them later.