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Chapter 132 - 69: "Don’t worry, the host’s marksmanship is invincible" "Wait, how come there are no guns in this shooting game?"_1

Chapter 132: Chapter 69: "Don’t worry, the host’s marksmanship is invincible" "Wait, how come there are no guns in this shooting game?"_1

"To prove the strength of a streamer, we’ll start big and jump straight to the airport! Let those rookies feel the power of a high-level FPS player!" As the plane flew, Eggplant opened the island map and marked a landing spot right at the bottom of the map where the airport was located.

It’s been five to six hours since the game went live, and Eggplant had also taken some time to watch other FPS streamers try out the game while he was off-air.

Although the game has lots of bells and whistles, Eggplant observed that the core gameplay was still about gunfights!

And when it comes to gunfights, that’s his forte!

Let’s introduce Mao Ming, the top sniper!

The biggest difference between Pubg and other FPS games lies in the fact that...

Weapons need to be actively collected by the players themselves.

If you’re lucky, landing and finding a Kar98k straight away isn’t out of the question.

I’m sure once the viewers see my impeccable shooting skills, the gifts will just blow up, right?

Therefore, Eggplant decisively chose the airport as his first jump location.

In Pubg, resource spots come in different sizes as well.

Dense urban areas, like PhliCity, Yoo City, and Salon City.

The major ports, like Gray Port and N Port.

And the airport included.

All of these are tier-three resource spots.

Meaning there’s a higher chance of spawning level three weapons and armor, like the Kar98k, level three helmets, vests, bags, med kits, adrenaline, and other precious items.

Eggplant couldn’t wait to enter killing mode.

Traditional FPS tycoons are too fierce in firepower, and high-score games are mostly dominated by players who are both skilled and big spenders. After playing for a while, it gets a bit boring, and not every game can end with a high kill count, so the live streaming effect is average.

But there are no tycoons in this game, and its unique gameplay has attracted many non-FPS players to dive in as well.

Wouldn’t this warrant a fierce rampage?

However, the viewers didn’t seem too optimistic about his rash move, and many tried to dissuade him.

"Eggplant, don’t do it, you should at least get familiar with the game environment first for the first game."

"This game is not just any traditional FPS. Next door, Winter Melon Strong has already set a death record, playing 10 games in an hour."

Eggplant quickly glanced over the barrage of comments and casually said, "Don’t worry, the broadcaster’s shooting skills are unmatched, Winter Melon Strong or any other sorry excuse for a player can’t be compared to me."

As he finished speaking, he rotated his viewpoint to check the parachutists around him.

There were still quite a lot of people, with four or five just nearby, a few more headed towards the airport control tower, and some others towards the high scaffold tower.

With a hundred people on the island, the airport alone attracted over a dozen, making it quite dense.

Soon, he was controlling his parachute to land.

However, due to it being his first jump, even though he learned some parachuting tricks from other streamers, there were still some mistakes in actual practice.

He was slightly slower than the others.

But, luckily...

As soon as Eggplant landed, he saw in front of him the entrance to the airport hangar.

A rifle with a sleek black coat and a slight sheen lay quietly not too far away.

"With a stage this big, if I don’t kill 20, feel free to report me for poor skills," Eggplant said as he stood up and ran towards the rifle.

But after just a couple of steps, a punk with an explosive haircut darted out from the peripheral blind spot, swiftly picked up the rifle.

Then turning around...

While chambering the bullets, he aimed with ill-intentions at Eggplant, who was closing in.

"Damn it, why is someone else looting?!"

Eggplant, who had already mentally prepared for a slaughter, started running backward.

Fortunately, the layout of the airport hangar area was quite complex with plenty of buildings and obstacles.

He evaded the earlier player with a couple of quick turns and soon spotted a shotgun in a small house in front of him.

"Shotguns are good too, very fitting for my cold and ruthless assassin style."

He was about to go and pick it up.

But then another player appeared, who, although he didn’t directly go for the shotgun on the ground...

The problem was, he already had a submachine gun in his hand.

Scared, Eggplant immediately crouched down, hoping to use the wall as cover to avoid the other player’s sight and wait for him to leave before sneaking into the house to pick up the gun.

But being accustomed to other FPS games, Eggplant wasn’t too familiar with the controls in "Pubg."

He meant to crouch, but ended up lying flat on the ground.

"Goddammit! Get up! Who the hell told you to lie down!!" Hearing footsteps drawing nearer, Eggplant panicked, madly pressing the crouch button while cursing.

When people panic, they’re more likely to make mistakes.

By the time he finally got up from the ground, the footsteps were already on his face, and the business end of a gun was pointed at Eggplant’s head.

"Da da da!"

The submachine gun fired at a high rate, killing Eggplant instantly.

[Game Over]

[Kills This Round: 0]

Staring at the grey-black screen, and the little wooden crate his body had turned into, Eggplant was stupefied: "Damn it! Why does this game even have a ’lie down’ feature?"

He had just landed and not even a minute had passed before he was sent packing.

The viewers, however, were in stitches.

"Hahahaha! Splitting my sides!"

"When I encounter others, I don’t panic, I just lie down and take a nap first."

"Everyone’s fighting for their lives in Pubg, and here you are building a little blanket fort in the game."

"You could at least stand up, with all those footsteps buzzing in your ear, how can you sleep?"

Eggplant glanced over the many teasing comments on the screen and sighed helplessly: "I did get up, but I was killed with a single shot, what’s there to say."