Chapter 28: Young Deer! Your Mother’s Calling for You to Go Back Home and Drink Milk


    Trantor: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas


    "Ah, not bad. He indeed does disy the skill of one of Asia Region’s top 10 Maic Storm Guardians. His ability to disrupt the enemy’sser is very precise. The Wargod No. 1 will be down to hisst breaths soon!"ughed Young Deer.


    This shot had led everyone to feel shocked. Those that were following the scene closely sighed in admiration. It was a pity that Zhang Hao had not turned on his energy shield and was almost destroyed. However, now the energy shield had been turned on.


    With its activation, Zhang Hao could not afford to waste the energy, so he rushed in the direction where Wang Zheng was hiding, pulverizing all the debris in his way as far as the eye could see.


    The Wargod No. 1 jumped into the air... he was definitely looking for death...


    Bang!


    Theser fired. The Maic Storm Guardian wanted to return fire, but the mech was rocked by a vicious explosion. He was hit!


    Was it a lucky hit?


    As he prepared to swap his equipment


    Rumble...


    The mech was rocked by another impact. This was caused by the Wargod No. 1, who hadnded in front of him a distance away. He was no longer going to hide as he prepared to suppress the Maic Storm Guardian.


    Rumble!


    Rumble!


    The maic field should have been able to interfere and disrupt one’s shooting assistance system!


    But what if the pilot did not require it???


    What if the pilot was a godly marksman???


    The maic field could indeed disrupt theser and cause it to deviate!


    But what if the pilot could make the necessary calctions and correct the deviation???


    What if the pilot had prepared in advance???


    Technically speaking, such a feat was possible. However, practically speaking, it was impossible for anyone to execute it!


    Theser hit the energy shield repeatedly, resulting in the Maic Storm Guardian shaking endlessly. However, Zhang Hao exerted excellent self-control and calmed his heart. All he needed was one shot. One chance and he would be able to turn the enemy into scrap metal!


    Time was of the essence.


    Even if his energy shield was hit, with the Wargod No. 1’s rifle, it would still require more than 10 shots to deplete it.


    Maic Storm Guardian raised his high explosiveser rifle...


    Bang!


    The whole world went silent. There was a bright sh and the Maic Storm Guardian’s rifle exploded! This was the Wargod No. 1’s target!


    The tables had turned!


    The high explosiveser rifle had been destroyed, and the Maic Storm Guardian had be an unarmed pretty little girl! The Wargod No. 1 continued to advance. Those in the chatbox who had previously held on to the very end were suddenly filled with burning fervor!


    Bang... Bang...


    Every hit on the Maic Storm Guardian caused it to rock. Zhang Hao immediately withdrew his alloy de and rushed towards Wargod No. 1. He had to rush into the enemy before his energy shield was depleted.


    The Wargod No. 1 did not show any intention to dodge. He continued to fire round after round at the Maic Storm Guardian.


    There was only a distance of 10 odd meters between the two. The eighth shot depleted the energy shield of the Maic Storm Guardian.


    Six meters!


    Bang!


    Headshot!


    Nine shots!


    Skeleton WIN!


    Resounding apuse flooded everyone’s ears. Everyone’s eyes were full of fireworks.


    He could someone even win in such a situation?


    At this point in time, Young Deer was cut off from the screen. Actually, while hementated, he was holding the carton of milk. However, the straw which he had been drinking from had jammed into his nose. He had taken a deep breath in surprise and was half choked to death!


    The chatbox had erupted into a frenzy of activity.


    "Young Deer! Your mother’s calling for you to go back home and drink milk!"


    "Hurry up and eat the milk carton, we are waiting!"


    ...


    Although the battle was over, the situation was not. Zhang Hao had opened the public channel to let everyone see who he was. He wanted to use this opportunity to be famous, but who would have thought that such a situation would ur!?


    "There was a bug. The Wargod No. 1’sser rifle would definitely require at least 10 shots to deplete the energy shield! This was calcted!" Zhang Hao eximed.


    If the shield had blocked one more shot, he would have been the victor!


    At the same time, the viewers were whispering amongst themselves. Although no one was really paying attention, it was true that people had done tests on this before. Especially in the higher level arenas, the amount of damage one could sustain was calcted very precisely.


    Especially since the Wargod No. 1 was such a basic model, it was best used for testing.


    Could it be that this Wargod No. 1 had a problem???


    Solon was so happy that he looked as though he was on drugs. "Quickly, analyze the video!"


    No one else was clearer about this than Solon. There were no definitely no bugs. Since there were no bugs, then it was definitely due to skill!


    Whether one agreed or not, everyone, including Young Deer, was waiting for the analysis. As a professionalmentator, he was extremely clear. With Wargod No. 1’sser energy, it would definitely require more than 10 shots to deplete the shield. If the shots were badly ced, it would take even more hits.


    The analysis of the video came out.


    Even the chatbox had be temporarily silent. Everyone’s movements had slowed down.


    The Wargod No. 1’s shots had been affected slightly by the discing effects of the maic field. However, even under these conditions, he was still able to hit his target urately. Although it was easy to say, this went against what was expected! Even under close scrutiny, no one could believe he was able to do this. The Wargod No. 1 was extremely urate with theser rifle!


    At this point in time, no one was concerned with his monstrous ability to calibrate the rifle on the fly and his uracy in hitting the enemy. The problem was that he had only fired nine shots.


    Everyone knew that nine shots was not sufficient to break the shield. Furthermore, one shot had even hit the gun.


    At this point, the eagerly awaited analysis hade out. Other than the single shot that had hit the gun, the other eight shots had all hit the exact same position!


    Energy superposition dissipationw!


    When the same position was hit by repeated fire, the energy consumption for shield deflection would increase!


    The analysis showed the energy shield’s energy consumption. By the time the seventh shot had hit, the shield had only 8% of its energy left. Thus, when the eighth shot had hit, it destroyed the shield and hit the mech.


    This was a very precise attack!


    He had just seeded by a slim margin. The shield had been destroyed as a result, and the Maic Storm Guardian was unable to leave even a scratch on the enemy despite sacrificing his life.


    This was a miracle!


    It was a string of coincidences that had led to this urrence. If just one thing had gone wrong, the Wargod No. 1 would have lost.


    Yet as a result, Skeleton won!


    At this point, the livestream had a new attraction. Young Deer had wordlessly started to tear up the milk carton, cramming it into his mouth piece by piece... he was really swallowing the milk carton!


    Thest mouthful had to be washed down with water. He looked as though he had been constipated for over 10 days with the grimace on his face.


    One of the official staff beside him suddenly spoke as though prompted and asked, "Commentator Young Deer, I’m sure everyone would like to ask what your opinion on this battle would be."


    Young Deer calmed himself and then replied, "Hehe, I admit, I almost peed in my pants. This was the work of a god!"


    Invulnerable God Skeleton!


    All of you have been tricked. Skeleton was actually a long ranged expert marksman!


    Revealing CT’srgest secret – The Wargod No. 1 is actually an all rounded mech!


    Student Wang was currently recalling his gains. The Rubik’s Cube had a reaction to the battle, but it was not exceptionallyrge. This gain was not as significantpared to the military training he had gone through. The battle was not exceptionally difficult either.


    Although the viewers had watched with exceptional fervor and trepidation, in reality, once the firstser had been deflected, the battle was already over.


    Calibrating for the maic field was nothing special. Wang Zheng’s strongest suit was his mathematics and spatial judgement. Once he fired a single round, he was able to calibrate the maic field’s interference.


    Actually, if he was able to fire faster, eight shots instead of nine would have been sufficient. Perhaps then he would have gained arger amount of battle energy. Wang Zheng felt that he had to work harder. It was such an easy battle, but he did not perform better.


    After his self-review, he paid his bills and left.


    If his enemy had known how Wang Zheng was feeling, he would probably have quit CT altogether.


    "Boss, there are currently 46,000 paying viewers! It’s a new record!"


    The entire office was filled with apuse. Solon then noticed that he was covered in sweat.


    He tried his best to show a rxed expression he spoke. "It has been tough on everyone. Our next task will be to figure out a way to contact Skeleton!"


    "Don’t worry! We will continue to message him. One day he will be moved by our sincerity!"


    Solon strode back to his office steadily. Closing the door, he jumped up in excitement like a little kid.


    This was too sweet!


    Those that woke up early on a weekend morning only to watch the match were few. They would definitely go and y a few rounds themselves. Suddenly, everyone was wondering why in the world were there so many yers choosing to y the Wargod No. 1.


    After watching Skeleton’s Wargod No. 1’s godly performance, everyone felt that the Wargod No. 1 was an extremely strong mech. Actually, other than the fact that it had no energy shields and an average offensive capability, despite the limited choices for equipment, it had an excellent ability to adapt to its surroundings, making it the most optimal decision!


    This was a mech that could allow one to be a god!


    Thus, numerous passionate kids were all tricked. They lost so quickly and so much that they even lost their pants in gambling stakes!


    They cried out desperately. Many of them were unable to dodge other mecha’s assaults. Even more often than not, before they could even unsheathe their alloy knives, they would already be reduced into a fiery heap. Of course, there were also those who were able to operate it better. After ambushing an enemy from a corner and relentlessly attacking, once the fight began, they realized that they could not even deplete the enemy’s shields, and as a result, they too would be reduced into a smouldering heap.


    The Wargod No. 1, at the end of the day, was still a Wargod No. 1, a training mech.


    However, after using it, people finally realized that this wasn’t a f**king mech, this was a trap!


    The more professional gamers all formed their own corps. It was a form of glory. Of course, forming a corp around a single elite made more sense. All of the famous corps were built like that. Just having several strong elites were enough.


    All of those corps that were slightly more famous usually had a diamond level yer as the leader. At the same time, they set high standards for entry in order to develop promising talent. This was the only way to maintain a corp’s glory and fame. At the same time, this would help spread the corp’s fame.


    Yet on this day, a special corps had been formed. This corp was known as the Skeleton Corps. It was different from the rest. This corps had no requirement for the yer’s skill level. However, the leader was not part of it yet. No one knew who this leader really was.


    The most important part was that to enter this corps, one had to believe in miracles.


    When this corps was formed, there were thousands of people who rushed to join. More urately, thousands of noobs joined.


    In actuality, Wang Zheng’s recent battle analysis video had already been entered as one of the top hundred searched Sr System Federation CT games. Particrly noteworthy was the fact that it was the only game from the beginner arena.


    There were too many experts, and the Tyrannical sh of Kings had numerous exciting matches. Even in such a situation, such a match was worthy of being ced among them. It also had to be said that Young Deer was a courageous man; he actually ate the entire milk carton. The battle was a blessing in disguise for him.


    At the start of the match, everyone believed Skeleton was only capable of closebat. Usually, a professional yer would only focus on a specific type ofbat and not be a jack of all trades. Furthermore, with the Wargod No. 1, theser rifle was as good as a decorative ornament. Yet after this match, it showed everyone that nothing was set in stone. No one would now dare to say that a Wargod No. 1 could not shoot someone to death!


    Compared to his closebat ability, Skeleton’s degree of skill in marksmanship was even more unfathomable.


    This battle was not satisfying, especially to the yers who had used the Wargod No. 1 and had been tyrannically oppressed. They could only watch the videos to feel recharged and after that continue to battle before getting destroyed again.


    Yet for some unknown reason, their hearts would be filled with passion. Every male longed to be a god!


    However, such a sight was quitemon. When they lost, it would give rise to numerous insults among yers. Even then the teammates would hope, what if one day they were matched with the real Skeleton?


    A torrent of new usernames cropped up: "The Real Skeleton," "Skeleton Number 2," "Skeleton 00," and so on. These would lead those kids who were eagerly hoping for a fluke to be left in tears.


    This was true abuse!