When players decided to stir something up, there was basically no stopping them. And their abilities were particularly outstanding.
Some people always thought they were worthless. Yet any player who had completed compulsory education, even one with mediocre grades, was still a literate, educated talent who had studied Huaxia's long history and undergone standard military training.
They might mock themselves as "all thumbs" or "cursed with bad luck," but their eyes lit up like scanners whenever they opened a walkthrough video.
These souls forged by compulsory education had long since honed the survival instincts of rapid searching and cross-checking through endless practice questions.
Anyone who could pinpoint similar question types in a thick stack of Five Years of Exams, Three Years of Practice back then could now sift through a sea of uncertainties and seize on the crux of a problem.
Every player had a unique strength. Some excelled at strategic planning, quickly finding openings in complicated game situations.
Some mastered teamwork, bringing together players with different personalities and skills to unleash their greatest fighting power.
Others possessed keen observation and quick reflexes, seizing every opportunity in an ever-changing game.
And what type was Street-Sweeper?
He was a decisive player who could pinpoint the key to a situation, then go all in without hesitation.
Just as he did now. The moment Kan Jie spotted an opportunity, he mobilized every friend he and the nearby players could contact, inviting them over to join this "robbery."
What did more than thirty fully armored players amount to in Votradnoi?
Man-eating tigers.
With more than thirty tigers traveling together, virtually no group could stop them except an army or another pack of tigers.
And when those tigers led a large pack of starving guard dogs, they became even more ferocious.
The first prey of