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Chapter 31: The Tactician's Hunger

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Time returns to April 3rd, the day Jiaoyang, JamYoung, and the other three were playing ranked.

After Jiaoyang left, advent said goodbye to aumaN and zhokiNg, and returned to the dormitory alone.

He turned on the light, found a brand-new notebook from a stack of them, and began to think about how to start writing.

The matter of the practice matches had been settled; they were playing against LVG, who were not in the same group as their next DH Dallas qualifier match, meaning they wouldn't meet unless it reached an elimination game.

The 2019 LVG didn't have much fame and had no achievements; there were even two random players on the team, so they wouldn't pose a threat to VG.

Conversely, assuming LVG defeated 5Power, they would then face Tyloo directly.

VG and Tyloo had always been rivals, with more losses than wins, and had been firmly kept under their thumb.

When Tyloo lost, people would say, "A glorious defeat."

When VG lost, it was "an insurmountable mountain."

The "mountain" here was precisely Tyloo, with their two Indonesian powerhouses BnTeT and xccurate; it was precisely because of them that Tyloo could sit firmly in the position of Asia's number one.

If LVG could miraculously take down Tyloo, then the tactics VG exposed during practice would be a minor issue.

Therefore, this would be a quite formal practice; he had to finalize the tactics against 8EASY for a few days later, and let the team grind and practice without reservation in tomorrow's practice match to adapt to the intensity of the main tournament.

The members of 8EASY were led by the CIS big brother V4D1M, and composed of four CN players: expro, mackdaddy, FIOURN, and Sugar.

VG had just played a match against them at the IEM Sydney qualifiers over ten days ago, cleanly and efficiently winning the match 2:0.

For map one, 8EASY chose Overpass, and VG took 12 points directly on defense in the first half.

However, since it was the opponent's map pick, they naturally had some preparations, and their defense in the second half was also quite good, but they had lost too many points in the first half and were still cut down by VG with a score of 16:11.

For map two, VG chose Train, and despite the opponent choosing the defensive side, they managed to take 11 points on offense, finally winning easily 16:8.

In terms of overall performance, kaze performed excellently, taking the MVP with 56 kills, 27 deaths, and a 1.66 Rating; following him was Freeman, who played the trade-fragging role, also with a 1.31 rating, and the Qiyou Trio also had ratings over 1, with aumaN at the bottom, proving that as long as the big brother is strong enough, there is no room for the Free Agent to perform.

Now, the trade-fragger freeman had matters at home, and Jiaoyang was substituting as the Coach.

This wasn't as simple as just changing a person; there was a conflict in their roles.

If they followed what Qing Zong said and let Jiaoyang play a bit more flashily, perhaps being a trade-fragger like Freeman wouldn't be bad.

However, after these few games, even zhokiNg had to admit—

Regardless of style and preference, Jiaoyang was more suited for the entry-fragging position.

Since they wanted Jiaoyang to prove himself, there was nothing more powerful than this position.

Thus, advent began to rethink the tactics based on the habits of Jiaoyang and zhokiNg, and the distorted characters were written stroke by stroke in the notebook...

Late at night, advent collapsed on the desk, with the glaring electronic screen in front of him.

In a daze, advent saw clearly that the scene on the screen was a game that was somewhat familiar yet strange; it wasn't CSGO, but it was very similar...

On the CT fang, as the Commander, he was holding a big sniper rifle, calling for his teammates at B Site to counter-flash the Banana Path.

This... isn't right, is it?

Wasn't I guarding the small site with aumaN? And shouldn't kaze be the one holding the big sniper rifle?

Why? It's only the mid-game, why would the CT fang be rushing so actively? Aren't they afraid of the T fang Defaulting and holding angles?

Watching his teammates provide direct support to the A site after getting information, forming a safe 4A gamble, advent fell into thought.

He was killed by the opponent's powerful firepower, and his teammates traded kills one after another; in the final 1v1, that somewhat intimate young man in the team stepped out from the shadows and killed the enemy from behind.

They won!

Everyone hugged each other in excitement and cheered; the flushed advent felt a strange sense of hunger, and he hugged that young man tightly.

But soon, there was no one in front of him! His hands were also empty.

Enduring the chill, he turned around, and the familiar scene happened again.

Only this time, the Knife was no longer swung at the enemy...

advent woke up with a start and touched his chest; it hadn't been pierced, but for some reason, it still felt empty.

During the Qingming Festival, a gloomy drizzle began to fall outside the window, and the sky looked somewhat dim; it was impossible to tell what time it was.

Knock, knock!

The door was knocked on, and the force was not light.

"Still not up?"

A familiar voice; it was aumaN sounding puzzled, followed by the sound of a plate being picked up outside the door.

"Up, wait a moment."

Putting on his clothes in a mess, advent opened the door.

aumaN had a steamed bun in his mouth, held soy milk in his left hand, and carried Youtiao and porridge in his right.

"Getting up so late? The porridge is already cold." The steamed bun in aumaN's mouth was also cold.

Hearing this, advent glanced at the computer screen—it was turned off.

"It's half-past eleven; Jiaoyang and zhokiNg have been playing ranked for half the day, I came to call you for lunch."

"Who put this here?" advent pointed at the breakfast specifically left for him.

"If I said it was me and A-Zhong, would you believe it?"

Having accompanied each other for many years, advent knew the two of them clearly and naturally didn't believe it.

Jiaoyang?

Thinking of last night's dream, advent felt a surge of emotion.

"Guess what A-Zhong and I were thinking when Jiaoyang put these things here?" aumaN asked with a smile.

"I don't know." advent was in no mood to play these games with aumaN.

"Isn't this just like making offerings at a grave? Haha."

Thinking of how the three of them had just stood in front of the door, asked a few times and found no response, then placed the food they brought in front of the door.

aumaN could not help but laugh out loud.

Bang!

A classic hammer blow.

Suddenly, advent felt much better.

"Don't drag A Zhong into your own ideas," advent said, snatching the steamed bun from aumaN's mouth, "Are you stealing offerings?"

"It's fine, I'll pay you back later," aumaN continued to banter.

Then he took another hammer blow.

Forget it, dreams are always the opposite; the people around him didn't seem like the type to commit backstabbing.

Thinking this, advent stopped caring and took the tray from aumaN's hands as well.

"Let's go, call Jiaoyang and the others to come eat lunch together."

During the Qingming Festival holiday, only one rotating auntie remained in the large Canteen of the VG Jidi, and the dishes were not as abundant as usual.

However, there are benefits to having fewer people; at least it was much quieter.

At this moment, the four of them, no more and no less, happened to make up a table.

Jiaoyang and advent sat together, with zhokiNg opposite them.

"Liang Dui, the porridge is cold, pour it out, it's bad for your stomach," Jiaoyang suggested, preparing to go get hot food.

But aumaN, who was sitting opposite advent, directly stopped Jiaoyang from going to get food.

"Don't, Lao Liang's name is Liang Zhouxiang, he enjoys cold porridge."

Jiaoyang had thought aumaN was deliberately making fun of advent again, but unexpectedly, advent nodded and said:

"It's uncomfortable to drink when it's too hot, cold is fine to gulp down in one go."

As he spoke, advent drank the porridge from a large bowl and ate the meat in large mouthfuls.

"Today's pig head meat is not bad, it's just that the egg is a bit rotten," advent commented.

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