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Chapter 151 - 74: The Death of the First Generation! Pubg Players Sound the Counterattack Horn!_2

Chapter 151: Chapter 74: The Death of the First Generation! Pubg Players Sound the Counterattack Horn!_2

"New people like you who start off with high popularity are rare these days, keep it up."

Yuan Qiaoqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She realized that the superuser seemed not to have noticed the difference in the live stream.

It made sense, after all, War Annihilation had only been online for a couple of days, and the superuser probably hadn’t even played it yet.

One look at those flashy gun skins and the map textures, they still retained a bit of the alley-fight vibe.

The title was "The First Fierce Gun King of War Annihilation" after all,

coupled with the cover fire from the chat.

You’d probably not notice unless you looked closely.

She quickly seized the opportunity to feign compliance and said, "Thank you for the encouragement, superuser. The fact that even you have come to watch me makes me feel so prestigious, why don’t you watch a bit longer and help boost my popularity..."

"I can’t stay, I still have to make my rounds. Recently, some streamers think they are tough, insisting on playing Pubg. I ban every single one I see!" The superuser thought to himself that this new streamer really knew how to behave. Despite the high heat in the live stream room, she still gave him enough face, unlike some new streamers who acted all high and mighty.

And the chat quality in this live stream room was high, too. Usually, when he visited other rooms, he would mostly get verbally bashed by the viewers.

All sorts of ’Is the police dog patrolling again?’, ’Get lost, you mutt’, ’Good dog, good dog’.

Today, as soon as he entered, it felt like coming home, where every viewer’s comment was pleasant to hear.

They kept calling him super bro, tube bro, with comments like ’Good morning’, ’I’m crying because you work too hard’, ’Don’t overdo it, super bro’ and so on.

Listening to them made him feel ecstatic.

Hmm, not bad.

A good mood, starting from the morning!

Just as the superuser was preparing to leave the live stream room with great satisfaction to continue his mission of ’hunting down the escaped Pubg streamers’,

suddenly, he heard the Little Clip streamer scream.

"Oh my god! Why did the bombing zone target my face!"

The smile instantly froze on the superuser’s face.

Hmm?

Bombing zone?

No, although I haven’t played War Annihilation.

But which traditional FPS has a bombing zone feature?

The superuser furrowed his brow and directly enlarged the live stream to full screen to observe closely.

After just a few careful glances, he gasped in shock!

Nice going!

Are you engaging in phishing scams here?

The textures in his view were all as fake as could be, not even pretending to move!

While traditional alley-fight FPS may have non-interactive background textures,

they at least move with the character’s movement.

Your textures are stuck to the screen like a plaster, could you be any more fake?

And those gun skins, the muzzle’s smoking like it’s about to start a fire yet there’s not an iota of recoil, as tranquil as still water.

You can’t get this kind of recoil even if you upgrade your VIP to level 188.

A small section in the center of the screen outright exposed the very nature of this game.

Bombing zones, toxic zones, and there was Little Clip, the streamer panicking and driving a jeep toward the safe zone.

"Heh, this game is called ’War Annihilation: Pubg’, right?" Feeling deceived, the superuser mockingly typed in public chat.

"Do you think I couldn’t recognize you just because you’re wearing a different jacket?"

The result was unexpected, Little Clip, who was just being courteous a moment ago,

seeing his cover blown, went all in.

To hell with my live stream room!

Yuan Qiaoqing rolled her eyes and twisted her little mouth, raising her middle finger in a coquettish voice at the camera: "You must be Geisha, right?"

Hey, Little Clip really knows how to infuriate!

Ban!

Dammit! Ban it to death!!

Without a second word, the superuser swiftly took down the live stream for rectification.

Once the viewers saw the screen go dark,

they simply stopped pretending and started cursing.

The intense barrage of comments roiled wildly, also containing dissatisfaction with Pubg being banned in recent days.

Unable to find a specific target for their outburst, they let it all out in this live stream room.

"Good dog, good dog."

"The police dog’s so dedicated, huh? Showing up to ban us at eight or nine in the morning, right?"

"Scumbag, just go to the factory. All you do every day is click your mouse. Better go work on an assembly line."

"Give my regards to your owner: bullshit!"

"Wuwuwu, Little Clip, you died so miserably! Your stream was cut off before you even finished speaking."

"I really liked one thing Little Clip said: ’Shark Platform, you are all Geisha right! Netcom is Geisha as well!’

"You don’t know what kind of crap ’War Annihilation’ is, huh? Catching Pubg streamers to ban? I don’t want to curse you, let your platform boss come out and get cursed!"

No matter how fierce the comments were, they couldn’t change the fact that the live stream room was banned.

The incident came to a temporary end.

Yuan Qiaoqing was happy to have her live stream banned, and the superuser had his ancestry line torn apart first thing in the morning. Both were overjoyed with bright futures ahead.

Everyone thought this little episode would blow over like any other ordinary day.

There had been other Pubg live streams banned over the past couple of days.

But this time, there seemed to be a tense atmosphere, as if a storm was brewing.

Perhaps it was Yuan Qiaoqing’s ’Armor-piercing Flow’ that provided new inspiration to many viewers.

Or maybe it was the players who were used to oppression, used to only being able to play what they were told, saw Yuan Qiaoqing’s ’glorious death’, and the long-suppressed dissatisfaction in their hearts finally erupted.

A group of viewers did not disappear from this banned live stream room after the superuser left.

Instead, they took advantage of the darkness under the light, starting to chat in the pitch-black live stream chat window.