"It was our fault. We didn't notice anyone from TL sneaking over at all."
"Yeah, Brother Jiang. You should blame me. If I'd gone out to scout earlier, this wouldn't have happened."
"That's right. Mistakes are only human. Even in random matches, our hands slip all the time."
Feng Zheng, Wei Shen, and the others consoled Jiang Siming one after another.
Jiang Siming nodded and glanced at their ranking. This match was even worse than the last one: eleventh place.
They had placed sixth in the previous match, and eleventh this time.
Moreover, they hadn't earned many points this round.
Wei Shen and the others had played it safe and steady, so they hadn't encountered anyone at all.
Only Jiang Siming had scored twelve kills.
Without any placement points, 4AM had only twelve points from this match.
Although they had placed sixth in the previous match, their score had actually been higher than that of the winning team.
But with twelve points now, they definitely wouldn't be in first place. The team that won the next match alone would earn enough points to surpass them.
Their two failed matches had suddenly made 4AM the center of attention. The first match could be called a glorious defeat, but placing outside the top ten in the second match was truly unacceptable to the audience.
This was 4AM's worst World Championship result since Jiang Siming joined them.
Everyone began discussing whether 4AM was no longer good enough, and how Jiang Siming's dominance was already far inferior to what it had once been.
No one was more depressed than Jiang Siming himself. Damn it, that match had obviously been a sure win, but my own Mineral Detector ganked me.
What a coincidence.
But there was nothing he could do. The world was always full