PUBG: Fragment Collector
Chapter 47

A Solo Gamble

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Little Ming Bro: "All right! I'm going to snipe you in a solo match!" Gu Cun was so furious that his lungs felt ready to explode, yet he stopped cursing.

It wasn't that he didn't want to curse. He simply couldn't win an argument.

"So-lo your mother! Do you think everyone has to do whatever you want just because you feel like it? Is your head filled with aged shit? When you think, do you have no direction at all, like a fly?"

"Fuck your mother!"

Gu Cun was completely enraged. Aged shit? Who could stand hearing that?

"Take a look at your level of cursing. Arguing with you makes me feel like I'm lowering myself. 'Hoeing grain beneath the noonday sun, your mother sells her ass. Who knew no one wanted it? She sold it on credit to Old Wang!'"

"Y-you..."

The Live Stream Room was going crazy!

But Gu Cun soon calmed down and began provoking him with sarcastic remarks. "If you don't dare to solo, just say so. If all you can do is curse, then shut your mouth. I, Young Master Gu, don't want to waste my breath on a spineless coward like you."

The 4AM members finally arrived to defuse the situation and dragged Gu Cun away.

It wasn't that they hadn't wanted to come sooner. Gu Cun had brought two outsiders with him, and they had been blocked by those two, so they hadn't managed to pull him away in time.

"Old Jiang, sorry about this. Don't take it to heart. I'll go throw him out right now."

Wei Shen had no idea what had happened between the two of them. He had only heard Gu Cun cursing Jiang Siming nonstop, then apparently getting especially angry and demanding a solo match against him.

"How could I take it to heart? Why are you dragging him away? I was still planning to curse him a little more." Jiang Siming laughed.

"You cursed at him? That's great. As long as you didn't lose out, brother. I'll go deal with him first."

"Wait." Jiang Siming stopped him.

"What is it?" Wei Shen asked, puzzled.

"Go tell him that I'll solo him, but there has to be a wager."

The moment Jiang Siming said this, the viewers were both surprised and excited. Was an even more thrilling show about to begin?

"Little Ming Bro, forget it. It isn't worth getting angry over someone like that."

Tuan Tuan was worried about Jiang Siming. She was afraid that if he made a mistake and lost, Gu Cun would keep mocking him. She didn't want to see Jiang Siming suffer.

"It's fine. Don't worry about this. He dared to curse at you, so I'm going to make him pay the price." Jiang Siming replied domineeringly before continuing his conversation with Wei Shen.

Tuan Tuan froze in front of her computer. A surge of emotion rushed into her eyes, and they reddened despite herself.

"What wager? Old Jiang, maybe you should let it go. Don't get angry over someone like him." Wei Shen also tried to persuade Jiang Siming not to act rashly.

But Jiang Siming was determined. "Just tell him that I'll bet him ten million yuan, plus ten times calling me Dad. If he dares to come, I'll accept. If he doesn't, then pretend I never said anything."

Whoa!

Even Wei Shen was shocked. Ten million as the wager? That was way too fierce!

"Just go deliver the message." Jiang Siming cut off Wei Shen's attempt to persuade him further.

Wei Shen eventually left the computer for the moment and went to deliver the message to Gu Cun.

Less than two minutes later, Wei Shen returned. "He agreed, but he wants you to come to the base and have the two of you solo snipe face-to-face."

"No problem. I'll set off right now." Jiang Siming didn't hesitate.

"Everyone, I'm going offline for a while. I'm heading to the base to pick up ten million yuan."

Jiang Siming smiled as he spoke to the Live Stream Room. It sounded incredibly domineering—he was going to pick up ten million, which meant Gu Cun was certain to lose!

"Go, Ming Shen! We believe in you!"

"If you win, I'll send a hundred thousand yuan worth of gifts!"

"If you win, I'll activate Earl! This is all my spending money for the month."

"Damn it, beat the hell out of Young Master Gu! Even if Ming Shen loses, I'll still activate Emperor for you!"

"Hey, shut your jinxing mouth! How could Ming Shen lose?"

As everyone was talking, Jiang Siming had already shut down the stream. After greeting Wang Xinyi, he went downstairs, got into his car, and soon arrived at the 4AM base.

After confirming his identity, the 4AM staff escorted Jiang Siming inside the base.

This was the first time Wei Shen had seen Jiang Siming's face. An inferiority complex immediately welled up inside him, reminding him of what Jiang Siming had just said about not feeling inferior.

Only now did he realize that Jiang Siming really hadn't been bragging.

"Damn, Old Jiang, how can you be so handsome? My god, it's such a waste that you didn't enter the entertainment industry!"

Wei Shen said this beside his computer. He hadn't ended his stream, so his words instantly made millions of viewers curious.

"Pighead, turn the camera over and let us take a look!"

"Is Ming Shen really handsome? Hurry and let me see!"

"Damn it, Wei Shen, don't keep him all to yourself. We want to see too!"

"Let us take one look and I'll send you a Treasure Map, all right?"

"Ten Treasure Maps!"

Wei Shen didn't see the viewers' messages. At that moment, he was completely "mesmerized" by Jiang Siming's looks.

Tuan Tuan was very curious too, but when she thought that she would be able to meet Jiang Siming the day after tomorrow, she wasn't in a hurry.

The other 4AM members also sighed with emotion. Jiang Siming was almost too handsome for heaven and earth to tolerate.

But that wasn't today's main topic. Gu Cun, who had been waiting at the base, had already been waiting for quite some time.

Upon seeing Jiang Siming in person, he grew even more jealous and furious. He was determined to make Jiang Siming pay a devastating price!

"You proposed the wager, so naturally I agree. Ten million, plus ten times calling you Dad. But we need evidence. As it happens, I had my lawyer draw up an agreement before you arrived. Take a look, and if there's no problem, sign it. It wouldn't be good if you tried to welch afterward."

Gu Cun stood before Jiang Siming. His already short stature looked no different from a dwarf beside Jiang Siming's height of over 1.8 meters.

"Wei Shen, did you check it? Is there a problem?" Jiang Siming couldn't be bothered to read the contract himself.

"We checked it. There's no problem at all, and it's legally valid. However, the ten million has to be paid in full at once, and the account must be placed in our custody. Whoever wins gets the money."

"Then let's start. I still have to go back and stream after we finish." After speaking, Jiang Siming handed his bank card to Wei Shen.

The two sides began setting up their computers. Ever since Jiang Siming had signed with 4AM, the base had prepared a computer for him, though he had never used it before.

While entering the game, Jiang Siming also started a stream. How could he miss a chance to gain popularity?

The Live Stream Room instantly filled to capacity, causing Shark's servers to lag badly.

Fortunately, the technicians promptly brought several large servers online, allowing the stream to continue.

"Old Jiang, you didn't bring your peripherals?" Wei Shen only then noticed that Jiang Siming hadn't brought his own mouse and keyboard.

Professional players all used their own peripherals, and that was very important.

They were accustomed to their own mice and keyboards. Suddenly switching to unfamiliar ones would seriously affect their feel and micro-control.

Gu Cun, for example, had installed his own keyboard and mouse long ago.

"It's fine. I'll just use the ones you prepared for me. I'm only dealing with a rookie."

Jiang Siming didn't care in the slightest. He slid the mouse provided by the base around and found it pretty decent.

Gu Cun, standing nearby, sneered when he heard this. Just wait—I'll make you cry miserably.

They opened a custom room. Both players were snipers on their respective teams, and the competition was purely about sniping with the most common 4AM.

The solo match would consist of seven rounds. Whoever won more rounds would be the victor.

The locations for their solo match were strictly regulated. Both sides stood on a plain, with a rock placed in front of each as cover. They could only use sniper rifles and were forbidden from using any other weapons or throwable items.

This was already about as fair as a solo match could get. The outcome would depend solely on their skill.

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