Although in StarCraft, even a beginner could beat an expert at the start with workers, Shirou knew that Lord El-Melloi II was a Korean player, ranked in the top thirty. He could not afford to underestimate him. His APM was relatively low, but he seemed to have inherited some of the knowledge and power of the ancient strategist Zhuge Liang.
In StarCraft terms, his mechanics were poor, but his understanding was strong.
In short, he was an expert among experts among experts. Aside from being a little clumsy with his hands, his game sense might have surpassed that of most professional players.
So Shirou decisively pulled some workers and built two barracks near the enemy's mineral field.
Shinji was also highly proficient at the game and instantly understood the situation.
"Shirou, that's a little vicious. Aren't you asking him to help you? What if he refuses to do it after you hit him with a move like that?"
Seeing the barracks completed, Shirou decisively queued up two Reapers.
"Only by crushing him would it show that I was taking our match seriously. Otherwise, wouldn't I be looking down on him?" Shirou shifted his gaze.
To be honest, this was his first time doing something as underhanded as unleashing a big move.
A few minutes later, the other side typed GG.
A few more minutes later, the other side typed GG again.
Then they stopped, seeming unwilling to continue for three or four minutes.
"Maybe you beat him so badly he's questioning his whole life?" Shinji suggested. "You opened by hitting him with some huge move, then in the second game you used an opening that hard-countered him. You probably knocked him into some mysterious realm."
Shirou rested his head on his hand in aggrievement. There was nothing he could do