Chapter 272 – Great God, I heard you’re going to travel a thousand li to deliver (6)
There was just the slightest, tiniest urge to curse.
But well, it was classic newbie behavior.
If this had been in the past, encountering a teammate like this, Fang Shi would have gone AFK in rage.
But thinking about that voice still lingering in his ears, he took a sip of water from the cup beside him, deciding to calm himself down.
In that brief pause, he finally respawned. Yan Luo, whose gameplay was now slightly smoother, led three opponents straight toward Fang Shi’s jungler hero.
Fang Shi was already low on health and had planned to finish off the jungle monster before heading back to base to change equipment.
Seeing Yan Luo’s move, he nearly choked on his water. Even with fast reflexes, a one-versus-three was already risky, as it required precise execution. And considering he was low HP, plus having a newbie like Yan Luo on his side, it was practically a one-versus-four.
Before Fang Shi could struggle much, his screen went dark. His fingers paused slightly on the keyboard as he fell into a long silence. After a while, he let out a soft sigh and said, “You… you really are a newbie.”
Having ‘gone down together’ and successfully handing over the tenth kill of the match, Yan Luo leaned back in his chair. Hearing the man’s voice through his headset, he raised an eyebrow and responded, “I don’t lie to children and the elderly.”
Fang Shi’s lips twitched slightly at those words. He couldn’t be bothered to reply, nor did he feel like swearing. He leaned lazily and wearily against his chair, lit a cigarette, and waited for the respawn timer while glancing at the game’s live chat, which was a complete mess.
The already sparse barrage of comments was now split in two: half from new viewers who were cursing, and half from his longtime audience, whose reactions were… complicated.
[Hahahaha, the newbie is still getting used to the controls. fs must be dying inside right now. Bet he really wants to go AFK in rage.]
[Hahahaha, hold it in, fs. This is still just a baby newbie. Don’t curse, hahahahaha.]
[You promised to mentor the newbie. Even if it takes all night, you have to carry him through. fs, fighting!!]
[Normally, you’d have gone AFK by now. But this time, you actually held back? I’m getting weirdly… doting vibes from this.]
[I think the newbie’s voice is really nice~]
[fs always trolls his teammates before they get a chance to troll him. But today, someone actually managed to troll fs? This has to be true love.]
[Confess, are you slumped in your chair, exhausted, smoking right now? Hahahaha!]
[True love? No wonder fs never gets a girlfriend 😏]
[True love? YooOOoo~]
As the chat spiraled further into chaos, Fang Shi stubbed out his cigarette. Just in time, he had respawned. Resting his hands back on the keyboard, he chuckled and swore, “Nonsense. Even with a deadweight in the team, I can still carry this game.”
As it turned out, words always come back to bite you.
Fang Shi watched as his screen went dark once again, his hero lying right next to that same person. He raised a hand to press against the throbbing vein on his forehead, barely holding back his frustration. With a hint of menace in his voice, he asked, “What exactly is going on in your head?”
He tried to hold back. He really did. But in the end, he couldn’t stop himself from blurting out, “Idiot.”
Faced with this evaluation, Yan Luo looked very aggrieved. He slumped back into his chair, stared at his grayed-out screen, blinked, and said, “Didn’t you say you could carry? I was just giving you the chance to prove it.”
Fang Shi fell silent.
The chat exploded.
A flood of [HAHAHAHAHAHA] instantly drowned out the game’s entire live stream.