AWM: PUBG Chapter 4

Chapter 4

As Qi Zui finished speaking, he clicked opened the livestream a.s.sistant. His livestream now reached over eight million viewers. The barrage scrolled rapidly, and as expected it was blowing up.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh……]

[What kind of situation is this?!!!!!!!]

[This Youth is little G.o.d Yang? That's him, isn't it? He joined HOG?!!!!]

[Hahahahahahaha! Is HOG really signing people based on their attractiveness rating?]

[Ahhhhhhh! Why did the German lad ask something like this? Is there something I'm missing?]

[Who is Youth? Why would he like G.o.d Qi?]

[Ugh that's not it. Although I only studied for half a year, but why do I feel G.o.d Qi's translation just now was a little strange?]

[I can't understand, but my hubby speaking German sounds so good!]

[Hahahahaha, Qi Zui you old hoodlum, you really believe no one understood? See you at the forum, hahahahaha!]

[What's happening with G.o.d Qi today? Ahhhhhhh, call the police. He's flirting with me!!!]

[Those who understood are going crazy. Oh, my dear Qi, are you being too arrogant or is my German major level 8 lacking [1]?]

With this many people watching the livestream, inevitably there would be someone who could understand German. Not to mention Qi Zui kept a recording of every livestream. Even if everyone did not understand what was happening now, after someone translated it they could also comprehend.

Qi Zui encountered controversies all year round and did not care. It was fine for now as long as Yu Yang lacked comprehension.

Yu Yang indeed did not understand what he heard; he could not even distinguish whether the foreigner spoke English or German.

On the first floor training room, Yu Yang's fingertips felt cold and b.u.t.terflies fluttered incessantly in the pit of his stomach.

In the game interface, Youth resembled a noobie, exposed in the window opening above, foolishly standing idle.

What could he say?

The truth was, when Qi Zui posed the question: Do you have a habit of shamelessly demeaning yourself, even scheming up a tactic to have me continue taking care of you at HOG?

"It's unnecessary for you to force yourself to do this with me."

That was the last thing Qi Zui said to him a year ago.

After Qi Zui walked away, Yu Yang painstakingly recovered the cell phone data to find Qi Zui's contact details.

He even tried contacting Qi Zui, but the messages went unanswered.

Over half a year pa.s.sed before Yu Yang also realized the futility of contacting Qi Zui directly. He simply could not clearly explain the incident from last time.

Yu Yang gnashed his teeth. If he told a lie now……

On the third floor training room, Qi Zui closed the barrage prompt and switched back to the game interface…… the small speaker beside Yu Yang's game ID had not lit up again.

The overlapping barrage in the livestream already filled the screen entirely, yet it was completely silent in the game interface.

In game, the safe zone had already began to shrink. The German lad seemed to also sense the undercurrent was a little strange. He probed again: "Wohin gehen wir?" (Where are we going?)

Qi Zui was at a loss for a moment before pulling the keyboard closer: " My German is so-so. I probably didn't translate correctly. He said……"

"I like him."

In the game interface, the tiny speaker behind HOG-Youth lit briefly.

On the first floor training room, Yu Yang's eyes reddened. Lowering his head, he discarded a few extra attachments and equipped a 2x scope. He looked outside the window through the scope, waiting for Qi Zui's sarcasm.

Joining HOG as a youth trainee, Yu Yang had already prepared in advance.

He heard others say, that the PUBG battle team here was ruled by Qi Zui. He joined HOG, fully prepared to be disciplined by Qi Zui.

He absolutely did not fear Qi Zui bullying him

Yu Yang's lips s.h.i.+vered slightly. He straightened his neck and in a low voice repeated once more: "I like him."

Afterwards he turned his face to the side, quickly rubbing it against his shoulder.

[Oh my G.o.d, ahhhhhhhhh……]

[Hahahahahahaha, dang this is the first time I heard Youth's voice. I like the sound of this little wolfdog [2]!]

[What kind of situation is this?!]

[Did HOG have a club dinner party? Did everyone drink too much?]

[Calm down. If you play PUBG who doesn't like G.o.d Qi? What are you all getting excited over?]

[Ahhhhhhh, I don't need to live the rest of my life. Ahhhh! G.o.d knows, I've adored these two since the Goblet of Fire! Does anyone know if Qi Zui coached Youth back then?]

On the third floor training room, the corners of Qi Zui's mouth gradually rose.

Coughing, he raised a hand to brace the headphone. Qi Zui opened the map and marked a red dot. His tone subconsciously carried a hint of a smile: "Dort, das rote Zeichen." (Here, the region tagged in red.)

The German lad agreed. The other teammate, who had yet to turn on their mic, found a vehicle to come pick up the three people. The four people escaped the poison effect on board the vehicle. They drove the entire way to the compound tagged by Qi Zu in the safe zone before they started to distribute equipment.

Qi Zui naturally took the large sniper rifle. The location he determined was prime; the second circle formed here after all. They need not escape the poison effect and continued camping in the compound. The four people each took a direction, cutting off the path from the poison circle and waited to collect the express delivery (*kill players fleeing the poison effect and loot equipment).

Qi Zui stood guard on the second floor and looked through the scope for a while. Out of corner of his eye he caught sight of Yu Yang standing behind himself.

Yu Yang's game character hesitated before slowly walking to Qi Zui's side, dropping a med kit at his feet.

Med kit, the only single use medical item in game that can restore health to 100% and considered a relatively rare consumable.

A year ago, Yu Yang was also like this, gifting him the daily ice cream provided by the organizers.

In fact, Qi Zui did not actually enjoy eating ice cream and to him Hagen-Daaz was not all that special.

But he knew that Yu Yang enjoyed it.

Since Yu Yang thought it was good, he left it for him.

Qi Zui sighed lightly and opened the mic: "You don't want it?"

Yu Yang had no idea Qi Zui was running a livestream. He seemed afraid that the two strangers on the team would hear and quickly whispered: "You use it."

Afterwards, Yu Yang also dropped two bottles of painkillers. Then he quickly turned around to descend the floor, continuing onward in the direction of his a.s.signed block point.

His feelings in a turbulent state, Qi Zui did not resume randomly provoking. Yu Yang also did not open the mic again. With those two here, this game match they ate chicken