Chapter 132

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Recently, Wen Jiaqi got into playing Wilderness Survival.

She really enjoys shooting games. Compared to the flashy and complex skills and visual effects of MOBA games, shooting down players one by one is much simpler and more satisfying. But it's not as easy as it looks.

She has complained to her roommates that she's probably the epitome of being "bad but still loves playing." She often imagines herself as a master in the game, but when she actually starts playing, she's eliminated within minutes.

So Wen Jiaqi turned her attention to livestreams, wanting to experience the thrill of skilled players through their perspective. Although she claims it's for learning techniques, she understands that she simply wants to experience the joy of skilled players, hoping that their seemingly effortless gameplay can compensate for her own failures.

The experts usually stream at a fixed time in the evening. After losing three times in a row in the game, feeling a bit frustrated, Wen Jiaqi reluctantly opened the livestream app, hoping to find someone who could cheer her up.

There are fewer people streaming at this time in the morning. Most people only have time to play games in the evening, and there are fewer viewers during the day.

Wen Jiaqi entered the game livestream section and found the Wilderness Survival category, then began scrolling patiently.

Her finger stopped on a certain title.

"... Reach Master in a Day? Seriously?"

Wen Jiaqi thought the streamer was probably exaggerating, but she decided to click in anyway, planning to see why they were so confident. If they were bluffing, she would leave a comment mocking them.

There were only nine people in the livestream room, and it just became double digits after she entered.

On the game interface, the streamer was searching for rooms. He was probably in the villa area, moving very quickly, with an m416 gun in his hand.

Footsteps could be heard intermittently in his headphones, becoming clearer and clearer. The game character stood still and listened for a few seconds. The opponent was going upstairs.

In solo mode, there are no opponents' teammates to flank. The streamer patiently waited after closing the door, then headshot the opponent the moment they opened it.

Wen Jiaqi thought, "Not bad, but not great either. Not as bad as I thought."

Maybe she could watch a bit more.

This streamer was obviously not the type to loot for a long time and then wait until the final circle to pick off others. When his equipment was ready for a wave, he found a car and drove towards P City.

As he approached, the sounds of gunfire could be heard from afar, indicating that many players were engaged in combat.

Then, unexpectedly, Wen Jiaqi, who hadn't had high expectations, saw the streamer's kill count rapidly rising. His kill rate was astonishingly high, almost every shot was a precise headshot. Except for a shot needed to finish off a level-three helmet wearer, each shot was lethal.

His awareness was excellent. Even though Wen Jiaqi felt that the players in this match were not very skilled, probably bronze tier, she couldn't do what the streamer did—almost never needing to aim directly, being able to pinpoint enemy locations just by listening to footsteps.

From aiming to killing, it was swift and decisive, without hesitation or aiming.

Similarly, when hearing footsteps, Wen Jiaqi's first reaction was simply "Oh, someone's there," but she couldn't tell which direction the opponent was coming from.

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