Late at night, at the Chengdu AG Super Play Club training base!
"Hey, Captain Nuo, can you check the time for me?"
11:54 PM.
"Hey, Captain Nuo, how did you know I took a picture with the Imperial Emperor- level player in King of Glory of Glory?"
Yinuo took the photo, her lips twitching uncontrollably.
Zhongyi, beaming with joy, held a stack of photos of herself playing games with Imperial Emperor, handing them out to everyone in the training room as if giving them away for free.
Holy crap! I can actually take a photo with the Imperial Emperor?!
Xuanran at the group photo, her eyes bloodshot, her face contorted with jealousy. "This is worse than death for me," she said.
"There's nothing I can do." Zhongyi patted the group photo in her hand, and said smugly, "Who told the Imperial Emperor to think that I'm some kind of big shot as the new Jungle Overlord?"
"I said Zhongyi," Yinuo said helplessly, rubbing his forehead. "Now that the Silver Dragon God of Twilight of the Gods has invested in our AG and become the third boss, Imperial Emperor has become our AG's enemy!"
"If you keep posting photos of yourself with the Imperial Emperor everywhere, be careful he doesn't accuse you of betraying the team and treason and kick you out of AG."
"There's nothing wrong with liking your enemy," Zhongyi shrugged. "In 'Chainsaw Man,' the protagonist likes the villain Makima, but that doesn't stop him from eventually cooking and eating Makima."
Yi Nuo teased, "If you could really devour the Emperor, let alone become the King of Kings, even if you called yourself the God of Kings, no player or professional player would dare to say a word against it!"
"Forehead."
Zhongyi coughed twice, his old face flushing red. " Captain Nuo, I know my own limitations. With my skills, I'm no match for the Imperial Emperor!"
At this moment.
The training room door was pushed open.
A man who looked remarkably like Mao Lei walked in.
"Hey, Teacher Meng!" Zhongyi Yichuan exclaimed, quickly going up to him and boasting, "How did you know I took a picture with the Imperial Emperor in the game?"
"A group photo with Imperial Emperor?"
Menglei took the photo. In the Jixia Academy mode, the Luminous with the ID [ Chengdu AG Super Play Club · Zhongyi ] above his head took a close-up photo with the Luminous with the ID [ Imperial Emperor ].
"Not bad, Xiao Zhong." Menglei raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Keep this photo; it might come in handy later."
"Absolutely!" Zhongyi Yimei exclaimed. "I plan to frame it and hang it on the wall, to pass it down as a family heirloom."
Yinuo, Xuanran, and the others gathered around.
" Teacher Meng, is the Imperial Emperor's announcement real or fake?" Yinuo asked impatiently, "Are you really going to commentate on the Imperial Crown Civil War?"
"Of course it's true, Imperial Crown has made all the arrangements. The official commentary and livestream are right here at our Chengdu Esports Center." Menglei rubbed his nose and laughed, "Damn, I really didn't expect Imperial Emperor to still remember me."
Everyone was stunned by these words.
Zhongyi asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"
"Nine years ago, Imperial Emperor invited me to join their Imperial Crown, offering me the position of an elite player. However, I had already joined Longzhu Super Play Club and was preparing to enter the KPL League, so I declined."
Menglei waved his hand, "Sigh, a hero doesn't dwell on past glories."
"Holy shit!"
Zhongyi protruding eyes.
Yinuo, Xuanran, and the others were completely dumbfounded.
Menglei pursed his lips like Psyduck, then pulled out his phone. "I still have screenshots from that game."
Blurry image quality, but crystal-clear performance!
Zhongyi was utterly shocked, and suddenly the photo of the Imperial Emperor in her hand no longer seemed so appealing.
"I've sent you the screenshots, take your time looking at them. I have to head to the Chengdu Esports Center tonight to prepare for my commentary. Goodbye!"
Menglei turned and left.
He left everyone else bewildered in the wind.
"I suspect Teacher Meng is deliberately showing off; his phone's unlock screen is a screenshot of the game where Imperial Emperor invites him to join the team!"
Wuhan eStar Training Base.
The Huahai was radiant, constantly making phone calls.
"Hey? Ziyang, how did you know I was invited by the Imperial Crown to be a commentator for the civil war?"
"Hey, Maoshen, oh dear, I don't know what Imperial Crown was thinking, insisting that I commentate on their internal war. You know what, Imperial Crown's three vice-captains were clinging to my legs, begging me like crazy, how could I refuse?"
"Oh, Yizheng, long time no see, long time no see. Yes, yes, at first I refused to commentate on the Imperial Crown civil war, but the Imperial Emperor himself insisted on having me do it. I had no choice, I had to give face to the Imperial Emperor, right?"
Wanmo, standing next to him, looked blank and numb. Ever since Huahai received the invitation to commentate on the Imperial Crown War, he had been frantically calling his friends in the industry to brag about it, and the version he was referring to was getting more and more outrageous!
No.
The Imperial Emperor himself got involved and actually did it!
Looking at the Huahai blooming with smiles, Wanmo swallowed hard and said, "To be able to boast to the extent that Brother Hai, I'm afraid there's no one else in the whole world like him."
Outside the Chongqing Wolves training base.
Xiaopang, Daozai, and others saw Fly off.
Fly got into the taxi and, looking at the weeping crowd, couldn't help but say, "I'm going to Chengdu to commentate on the Imperial Crown War, not to die. Why do you all look so sorrowful and worried?"
" Brother Niu, we're just worried." Xiaopang's eyes welled up with tears. "You're different from Menglei and Huahai. You're the leader of Tiger Roars in the Mountain Forest now, the enemy of the Imperial Crown Team."
"What if, during your commentary on the civil war, the Imperial Crown deliberately sabotages you and manipulates public opinion to attack you?"
Daozai chimed in worriedly, "Yeah, Brother Niu, Imperial Crown is clearly up to no good. They have so many top professional players they could invite, why did they choose you?"
A warm feeling washed over Fly: " Imperial Crown has always acted with integrity and uprightness. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Even if it were a trap, wouldn't it make me look like a coward if I didn't go?"
The Feast at Hongmen was a prime example.
Xiaopang, Daozai, and the others' hearts jumped instantly.
Xiaopang rolled up his sleeves. " Brother Niu, I'll go with you."
"Need not..."
Fly suddenly pressed his forehead and hissed.
"Is your old problem acting up again?" Xiaopang asked anxiously. " Brother Niu, did you bring your medicine?"
"Hmm, it should be in the FMVP's private training room. Go get it for me!"
"Okay! I'll go right away."
Xiaopang Fatty rushed to his private training room, spotted the small white medicine bottle on the table, grabbed it, and ran out of the base.
However, by the time they arrived at the training base, the taxi that had taken Fly had vanished.
Xiaopang Fatty asked anxiously, "Where's Brother Niu?"
Daozai looked into the darkness. " Brother Niu has left. He said he pretended to be sick to get you out of there, and told you not to worry."
Hearing this, Xiaopang felt a little relieved.
"But Fatty God, what did you mean when you said Brother Niu's old problem had flared up again?"
After a moment's hesitation, Xiaopang Pang replied, "When Brother Niu first started playing professionally, he was under a lot of pressure and had some mental health issues. He needed to take medication regularly to stabilize his condition."
Daozai and the others were extremely surprised. "Take medicine?"
"Uh-huh."
The Xiaopang opened his palm, revealing a small white medicine bottle.
"Fatty, what kind of mental illness does Brother Niu have?"
Xiaopang stared at the small white medicine bottle and said in a deep voice.
"[Dissociative Identity Disorder]!"