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Chapter 133 - 69: "Don’t worry, the host’s marksmanship is invincible" "Wait, how come there are no guns in this shooting game?"_2

Chapter 133: Chapter 69: "Don’t worry, the host’s marksmanship is invincible" "Wait, how come there are no guns in this shooting game?"_2

"Next round! Wait a second..." Eggplant was about to start the next game, but then he caught a glimpse of the report function in the bottom right corner of the death screen.

"I remember at the start of the previous game, there was likely a cheater, right? Time to file a report." Eggplant opened the report feature and started looking for the player’s ID among those from this round.

Soon, he found the familiar ID ’Mr. Carrying a Bag’

The ID itself was so arrogant!

He reported it without hesitation.

The barrage of comments started flowing in again.

"6666, the forces of justice!"

"If I remember correctly, didn’t Eggplant say he was going to ’execute immortals’? Reporting counts as executing, right?"

Ignoring the barrage, he immediately started the next game with lightning speed.

For FPS players, the most intolerable thing is the use of hacks.

That’s because the entire gaming experience of this type of game is basically based on shooting skills.

If you’re knocking my head off with a shot from 800 miles away, what’s the fun in that?

However, what Eggplant and his viewers hadn’t expected was this.

They had just sent out the report and hadn’t really given it much thought when a response from the game quickly arrived.

Eggplant opened it to see:

[Dear player, thank you for your report! After thorough investigation by our company, no abnormal behavior was found with the player ID ’Mr. Carrying a Bag’, we appreciate your contribution to maintaining the game environment—Top Gamer.]

The speed of the response stunned the group of viewers in the live stream room.

"What the hell? They handle it so fast???

"How long since the report was filed? Half a minute?"

"Shocked, there’s really a company that checks for cheaters in real-time?"

"Netcom, come out and face the music! Look at their processing speed!!"

"So, are we saying that we wronged the Big Brother?"

"For real, Big Brother just played some BGM, how did you decide he was cheating?"

"Big Brother just wanted to carry a bag, so what? He gets reported, suffers a heartbreak, and is even noob at the game."

"Stop, stop, I’m going to need to look in a mirror soon wuwuwu..."

Not just the barrage, but even Eggplant himself was shocked by the speed of the response.

From his past experience with reporting in FPS games...

Typically, it would take up to three working days to get a response to a report.

What’s even more frustrating was that in high-end games, some tycoons who used minor cheats might not even get banned.

The reply speed of Top Gamer was almost instant, showing they really had a team of customer service reps online checking for cheats to maintain the gaming environment.

"Previous round doesn’t count, watch me go wild this round!" Casting aside his thoughts, Eggplant quickly started the second game.

As stubborn as ever, he chose the airport again.

The more people, the more thrilling it is; emerging victorious from such a crowded place would even more so prove himself!

In the second round, having gotten a better feel for parachuting, he didn’t lag behind this time, but landed at the same moment as the person next to him.

Good news, there was a gun right in front of their landing spot! And a frying pan!

Bad news, that little rascal also spotted the gun.

The moment they landed, both instantly sprinted towards the rifle within reach.

But Eggplant was closer and without a second thought, snatched up the rifle into his arms.

As for the frying pan, he ignored it.

Because within seven paces, his gun was both accurate and fast!

"Come on, try to take it!" Finally getting his hands on a gun, Eggplant’s face turned smug. While cocking the gun, he pressed the barrel against the opponent’s head: "This round, not to brag, but I’m killing at least 10! Here’s the first one!"

As a smile spread across his face...

His finger pressed on the mouse to pull the trigger.

Click, click!

Suddenly, the sound of empty clicks rang out twice in succession.

"wdnmd, what’s this situation? Did I just pick up a fake gun?" Before Eggplant could finish his sentence...

He saw the player opposite him, as if taunting, pulled out a little green box from his pocket and tossed it on the ground.

It read 5.56mm bullets*30

After giving Eggplant a quick glance at it, he swiftly pocketed it again.

Then he turned on voice chat: "Come on, try to take it!"

Saying this, he started dancing a smooth dance below the muzzle of Eggplant’s gun.

The gun was against the back of his head, yet he danced without a care.

As Eggplant was still in a state of shock, possibly tired of dancing and taunting enough, the other player simply pulled out the frying pan from his waist.

With one swift motion, he smacked it directly onto Eggplant’s forehead.

"Clang!!"

A crisp sound and Eggplant was immediately taken out by a pan to the head.

The screen once again turned a desaturated gray.

[Game Over]

[Kills this game: 0]

"I’m gonna lose my mind! Can you even play the game like this??? Which godforsaken game issues guns without bullets!!" Eggplant, riled up, slammed his hand hard on the table.

This scene sent the live chat into overdrive, full of "hahaha" messages scrolling past.

"Damn! I’m dying of laughter here!"

"Serve you right for not picking up the bullets, how do you feel now!"

"This game’s got all the old FPS players confused, our neighbors Winter Melon and Doraemon Strong are still frantically parachuting. Too many settings defy traditional FPS logic, I’m dying."

"That guy opposite was messing with his mentality, deliberately taking out the bullets to let Eggplant have a whiff."

"I love the host’s catchphrase: ’I have unparalleled marksmanship’"

Seeing the comments, Eggplant got heated.

"What a bunch of nonsense, the game type is called FPS, but I haven’t fired a single shot in two rounds! First round I even didn’t get a gun, it’s a shooting game and I can’t get a gun, what the heck!"

"On what basis do you assume I’m bad?"

Hearing this, the chat burst into even more laughter.

"What, someone’s cooking?"

"Alright, I’ll have a big bowl first!"

"Don’t be stubborn, host, your marksmanship is precise in traditional FPS, but this is Pubg, I can only say you still need to practice /Dog Head"