Cousin, Are You Trying to Destroy CNCS?

Cousin, Are You Trying to Destroy CNCS?

"Nice!" rang out over voice chat again and again. Everyone was so excited they could barely contain themselves.

Jiang Yang held back his excitement and shouted to MO, "I told you! You don't know if you can win until you've played it!!"

That second map had really tested their mental fortitude.

They'd had a smooth start, reaching 7–0.

By the end of the first half, they'd taken ten rounds.

But after switching sides, Tyloo suddenly hit their stride, clawing back round after round until they took the lead.

With the second map on the verge of slipping away, Jiang Yang and the Helmet members had stepped up one by one and held their nerve.

No comeback allowed!

In the end, they won 16–14, leaving Tyloo with a long, painful defeat!

[No way, did Helmet really crush Tyloo?]

[Listening to these old timers shouting, I'm honestly about to cry]

[The true heirs of Tyloo are in Helmet!!]

[After all these years, I've realized it wasn't 18 Tyloo I liked—it was the people on that 18 Tyloo roster]

[We're the champions!]

[That was so hard-fought!!]

[Niu Dongdong is a beast! He really crushed Tyloo with Helmet. I can't believe they won 2–0]

[Cousin played like an absolute god today! Yang God? More like Yang Erect!]

The viewers could barely contain their emotions. They all started sending congratulatory messages in the chat.

Sure, it was only an Asian RMR, just a small tournament.

But for Helmet, beating Tyloo had seemed completely impossible.

Before this match, no one had imagined they could beat Tyloo. Even MO thought that if a professional team on the level of Tyloo or VG actually lost to them, they might as well disband.

Helmet was made up of former pros, but just a week ago, they'd been playing PUBG as a skydiving simulator, dropping in every two minutes—more than twenty times an hour.

A team like Tyloo was fully professional. Their job every day was to train and improve. The gap between them and Helmet had been enormous.

Aside from a few gamblers, no one had thought they could beat Tyloo!

But Helmet had done it right in front of everyone. And it wasn't just a lucky BO1—they'd dominated the BO3 2–0, without letting Tyloo take a single map.

They'd been incredible!

As soon as the match ended, Ma Xixi rushed into Helmet's voice channel. "You guys played so well! That was Tyloo!!"

"You guys are amazing!!"

Helmet's voice channel was filled with excited shouts, everyone's voices cracking as the players let out all their pent-up tension.

Ma Xixi hadn't expected Helmet's run at the RMR to bring him such a surprise.

Helmet hadn't entered the Asian RMR to fight for a spot. He'd only wanted his cousin to show what he could do in front of Tyloo and VG.

There was only one spot at this Asian RMR, and with two veteran teams like Tyloo and VG in the field, Ma Xixi hadn't thought Helmet could qualify.

He'd just hoped Jiang Yang could hold up under pressure and put in a good performance. Then, once the RMR was over, Jiang Yang wouldn't have to worry about finding a team.

But he'd still underestimated his cousin's ability.

Tyloo's players were all prodigies, just like Jiang Yang.

But even prodigies came in different leagues!

Jiang Yang had led a bunch of old timers and crushed Tyloo today.

Ma Xixi felt as if ten thousand horses were stampeding through his mind.

Did it really have to be this ridiculous?

After all these years of CNCS being in decline, was a world-class prodigy finally about to emerge? And from their own family?

Jiang Yang himself wasn't thinking about any of that. He was still basking in the joy of victory.

The tense moments from the match, and the brilliant plays in several rounds, kept replaying in his mind.

An indescribable feeling of elation washed over him.

This was the magic of esports!

There had been no fist bumps with teammates, no live audience, but even just talking and shouting over voice chat had been enough to stir him to the core.

Ma Xixi didn't go thank the gifters just yet. Instead, he asked over voice chat, "Yangyang, let me interview you. You just beat Tyloo 2–0. How do you feel?"

At his cousin's question, Jiang Yang's face broke into a satisfied smile. "CS is so much fun! It feels so damn good!"

"So what if they're a pro team? So what if they're the World No.1? You don't know if you can win until you've played them! Give me a chance, and I'll take down even the World No.1!" Jiang Yang declared confidently.

Helmet's players all thought he was being pretty cocky, but he had every right to be. They'd won this match because he'd carried them!

Esports fans liked young players with personality.

Jiang Yang's skill and attitude were exactly what the viewers in the livestream wanted to see.

They sent messages in the chat to express how they felt.

[Young people should be bold, not timid!]

[Cousin, are you trying to destroy CNCS?]

[That's insane. MO bringing cousin over to Helmet was the best decision he's made this year]

[Maybe this kid really can save CNCS!]

[Wonder who they're playing tomorrow. Two more rounds! These old timers really are making it to the Major!]

[I love what MO said: "If you can't even beat Helmet, you might as well disband!"]

Just then, xiaosage suddenly spoke up over voice chat. "Actually, we really shouldn't have played in this Asian RMR."

He'd suddenly gotten cocky, and a few of the guys in voice chat burst out laughing.

Xiaosage continued, "Think about it. If we crush VG too, won't that destroy CNCS?"

"Then if Tyloo asks us to go work for them, do we say yes or no?"

"Do you think it'd be pretty nasty if we forfeited now and made Tyloo play VG again?"

Xiaosage's bizarre line of thinking made everyone burst into laughter. No one could keep a straight face.

There was no way they'd forfeit, of course. But a streamer team beating one of the country's top pro teams—plus the fact that several of them were close with Tyloo—meant they could get away with a little teasing.

Ma Xixi said, still shaken, "That second map was a close one. There were a lot of moments during the match when I thought you were going to lose."

"Especially that last timeout."

At Ma Xixi's words, Helmet's players started thinking back over the match.

MO said, "We have to give it to cousin. His AWPing was ridiculous. I'm not exaggerating—he got two kills in a row with the AWP and completely turned the round around for us."

"Exactly. Cousin really carried today, Xixi. Get us a big dinner tonight. Don't make our star player eat noodles every day like you do."

Jiang Yang quickly chimed in, "You guys all played great too. Nobody let us down when it mattered. Let's keep it up tomorrow!!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The viewers in the livestream were all egging Ma Xixi on to interview Little Ghost, because they wanted to know how he felt right now.

And the messages in the livestream chat were getting more and more outrageous.

somebody was also a member of 18 Tyloo, and he was still on Tyloo. But today, his old teammates had dragged him to a crushing defeat at the hands of a streamer team.

They really wanted to know how somebody was feeling right now.

But Jiang Yang knew that although people in the GO scene got along well, going to interview somebody right after beating Tyloo would be like rubbing salt in the wound.

Seeing the chat, Jiang Yang leaned toward Ma Xixi's livestream and stirred things up. "Hey, Helmet fans in the livestream, what's with you guys?"

"All you ever do is spam 'Ma Xixi, I'll Top Kill You' in the chat?"

"Can't you come up with something new?"

Jiang Yang waved a hand. "Helmet fans in the livestream, spam 'MO, I'll Top Kill You' for me!!"

After putting on a whole show, Jiang Yang couldn't keep a straight face and burst out laughing. Then he slid his chair right out of the camera's view.

Livestream viewers were contrarian by nature. The moment Jiang Yang told them to spam "MO, I'll Top Kill You," they refused.

[Ma Xixi, I'll Top Kill You] had already filled the Secondary Screen.

[Cousin really is a streaming genius]

[I'm dying, this cousin]

[He figured out how to get the most chat messages]

[Xixi, why don't we just hand the livestream over to cousin? Haha]

Ma Xixi laughed too. He was growing fonder and fonder of his cousin.

He was handsome, incredibly talented at CS, and although he wasn't as good as Ma Xixi at handling people, he wasn't bad either.

Sure enough, bringing Jiang Yang over during summer vacation had been the smartest decision he'd ever made.

After stirring things up, Jiang Yang returned to his computer and saw that his teammates in voice chat were all busy thanking people for gifts.

He had no gifts to thank anyone for. He said a few words to his teammates, then left voice chat and started training.

Today's match was over, but they hadn't qualified yet.

They still needed to win two more rounds before Jiang Yang could confidently say:

"I can play at the Stockholm Major. The whole crowd will be shouting, 'Young! Young!'"

After about an hour of aim practice, Jiang Yang entered the system interface.

Then a line of small text suddenly appeared before his eyes.

[At 30, you showed great talent in the streaming world, but Danking outshone you. He even slandered you, claiming you were never as good as him. When you faced off again in your comeback match, you decided to make Danking relive the pain of the past.]

[Hidden task completed...]

[Issuing rewards...]

[Congratulations, Old Timer. You received one pack of betel nut.]

[Congratulations, Old Timer. You received 10,188 Comeback Points.]

Jiang Yang was a little surprised. This was the first time he'd encountered a hidden task.

The sudden task reward caught him off guard.

Still, it counted as a reward for beating Tyloo, right?

So the Counterattack System's tasks were now split into three categories: main, temporary, and hidden.

With a thought, he started looking over the task details.

At 30, Jiang Yang had been outshone by Danking in the streaming world.

Did that mean Danking had also become a streamer in the future?

And he'd managed to outshine Jiang Yang? Was he that good?

Jiang Yang had never doubted his own streaming talent. His personality was perfectly suited to that kind of work.

He was just a little reluctant to take that path right now. And he wasn't old enough yet, so he only occasionally put on a show in his cousin's livestream.

But had Danking said that when he retired, Jiang Yang at 30 wouldn't be able to beat him?

That really was slander. Judging by Jiang Yang's estimate, even if his 30-year-old self later had his confidence shattered, he would still make it to the international top tier.

After all, if he were on a team like Tyloo, only facing top teams a few times a year, there'd be no need to talk about his confidence being shattered.

Maybe he'd spent his whole career beating Danking, and every now and then, after a bad match, people would jump in with nonsense like, "They're evenly matched."

But Jiang Yang didn't care much either way.

He'd faced off against Danking plenty of times today.

They'd traded wins in their duels, but compared to the players he'd faced in Simulation Space, Danking had put very little pressure on him.

Jiang Yang took out the betel nut and tossed it away.

He didn't like the stuff. He'd also heard that eating too much of it could lead to oral cancer, and there was no way he'd try it before getting addicted.

The ten thousand-plus Comeback Points he'd gotten as a reward, on the other hand, made his eyes light up.

Ever since the [Choose Your Opponent] instance had appeared, he'd been short on Comeback Points. To simulate strong opponents in the instance, he had to spend them.

He earned some every day through training and ranked matches, but almost all of it went right back into the instance.

He rarely got the chance to experience truly high-quality matches.

These Comeback Points had come at just the right time.

After beating Tyloo today, Jiang Yang wasn't nearly as reluctant to be stuck in the instance anymore.

Training simulations in the instance really could improve his skills.

Jiang Yang might be stuck in the instance right now, but everyone was stuck in one place or another. If you were stuck, then you had to accept it—being stuck meant being stuck, not escaping it.

Jiang Yang was desperate to improve!

He entered the [Choose Your Opponent] instance.

Added [NIKO (2018)]

Added [S1mple (2018)]

Added [gla1ve (2018)]

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After confirming the payment, Jiang Yang rubbed his hands together, ready to see if these Wardens were really good enough.

Still, he had to thank Danking.

Without him, Jiang Yang wouldn't have had enough Comeback Points today.

Meanwhile, in Tyloo's dorm, Danking suddenly sneezed.

Then he heard the manager beside him yell, "You still have something to say, huh?"

"You lost to Helmet today. Keep this up and you'll be losing to internet café teams next. After that, you'll lose to random players on the street. Then there'll be nobody left to lose to!"

"Have you no shame!"

Danking glanced at the computer beside him, his expression instantly turning pained.

He'd been getting chewed out for half an hour. When would it end?!

Young, are you trying to destroy Tyloo?

First came Old Ancestor Chen Dong, then Demon God Yuan Tong.

I'm sorry. I'll behave. Please let me off the hook.