I can see the finals

Chapter 17 Everything... Doesn't seem to have changed?
As I said before, the reason why trap experts are considered rubbish by players is because of their special limitations. They are often used in the late game, and have very high requirements for terrain and circle shape. To the greatest extent possible, avoid many pitfalls.

Of course, Ding Wen has solved the limitation of the circle. The rest is the terrain. Not every final round will be in an unusually narrow location like a corridor. It takes a lot of money for Ding Wen to let players step on the trap. thought.

But if you match trap experts with octagonal chess players, the problem of terrain restrictions will be solved accordingly.

The illusion created by the layout of the chess game is much wider than the scope of the trap. Without the player's knowledge, it is easy to enter the illusion by mistake, and when he finds himself in the illusion to find the chess pieces to break the game, he is forced to step on the trap The probability will certainly be greatly increased.

This is a very good idea. The combination of the two is also an extremely powerful chain. If these two professions are really used as the main combination in the future, it will solve Ding Wen's current shortcoming of slow response to a large extent.

"Let's make this decision first, play a few more games, and save enough money for trap experts."

After careful consideration, Ding Wen planned his future development route.

He came to the new area because his account was blocked, and he went back when his large account was unblocked, but now it seems that his original idea may have changed.

"Didi, you have new news!"

At this time, on the screen on the wall, a series of information prompts appeared one after another.

Ding Wen looked up and saw that all the information came from friend applications. At a glance, there were probably dozens of them, all of which were from unknown IDs.

"What's the situation, why are there so many people adding me?"

Ding Wen was taken aback for a moment, but then reacted: "Sanyang is running a live broadcast? Are these his audience?"

Since he didn't know anyone, Ding Wen naturally wouldn't add him, and there was a very high probability that these people added him just to scold him.

After all, their favorite anchor didn't get the first place. It's a pity that the second place, adding him... can't be a special compliment.

Ding Wen clicked reject after the IDs one by one, and at the end of the cleaning, he suddenly found... the ID of Little Xing Xing was also among them!

"The data analyst..."

Compared with Zhao Shun's personal experience, perhaps Little Xingxing is the one with the most complicated mood. He became a box and did nothing, and he didn't see anything. After listening to Ding Wen talking a lot, the game ended inexplicably.

He did have too much to say to Ding Wen.

It could be a good word, or it could be...

Ding Wen didn't stop his fingers, and naturally clicked "Reject" after the little star's ID.

He could add Zhao Shun, but he didn't want to add Xiao Xingxing, because he felt that this person seemed to be a liar.

Ding Wen knew about data analysts, and had studied specifically a long time ago, intending to become a data analyst, but for some reason, he gave up and became a painter instead.

Although Xiao Xingxing claimed to be a data analyst, some of his performance and reactions made Ding Wen doubt his rhetoric as a data analyst.

First of all, data analysts are a tiring and busy job. They work 24 hours a day, more than thirteen hours. Generally speaking, they don’t play games very much. They only watch videos on weekdays and collect information from different players. Our daily data, updated and researched in time.

And even if you have time to relax, there are old districts, and the new account has nothing, so the effect of relaxation cannot be achieved; in addition, there are passer-by players and scouts who want to discover potential, and there is no way for data analysts.

What's more, Little Xingxing... is too serious about the outcome of the competition.

He is very strange, trying to get the first place.

You know, this is just an ordinary game. It may be very important to passers-by players, but for those who involve the word "professional", winning or losing doesn't really matter. After all, this is not a game. None matter.

So Ding Wen didn't believe his words. Since he was suspicious, there was no need to add it.

However, Little Xingxing was persistent. After being rejected, he posted several times in a row, but Ding Wen ruthlessly rejected them all.

He can also be regarded as experiencing the feeling of being a 'master'.

Aren't those great professional players just so cold and arrogant? Ding Wen was the one who was rejected before, but today he was the one who rejected others.

"feel good."

With 'Gold Finger', maybe I really have the possibility to become a great god in the future.

One must always have self-confidence. Ding Wen gradually gained confidence in the long-lost single-player mode in the first game.

Glancing at the system time, it was 12:25, the reality was also synchronized, and it was time to eat. Ding Wen suppressed his eagerness to continue the next game, and decided to quit the game and have a meal first.

After taking off the USB, Ding Wen rubbed his eyes, went to the kitchen to cook a simple dish, served steamed buns, sat on the sofa in the living room while eating, and opened the forum, intending to read posts about the new district.

In today's era, all electronic devices are made in a simple and simple way. The computers of the past are still there, but they are shrunk to the size of a palm, and browsing the web will appear in the form of a virtual screen.

The new server has just opened today, and the post discussion is also very popular.

"Shocked, [-] kills in single player mode! Is he a professional player or a top passer-by?"

"Ahh! I'm matched with Xiaohuo from Team Five Elements!!!"

"Liu Tao, Liu Tao, as a professional player, is it interesting to go to the new area to fry fish if you don't play well?"

"Brother in the forum, please help me find someone. I think there is something wrong with this person. It seems to be hung up. His ID is..."

At a glance, there are all kinds of posts, some touting, swearing, looking for someone, and matching with your own idol. Among the top ten popular posts on a single forum, the four words "professional player" The frequency of occurrence is very high, and everyone seems to pay more attention to it.

Ding Wen looked at it for a while, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little lost. The fact that he cleverly set traps and used the terrain to kill the former professional player did not stir up a wave in the huge forum, and no one discussed it.

At first, he thought that the audience in Zhao Shun's live broadcast room would go to the forum to discuss, but now it seems, hey...

The faint illusion in Ding Wen's heart was ruthlessly broken.

In fact, think about it. After all, it’s just an ordinary game, and it doesn’t mean anything at all. It took him a long time to get the first place in a single game. I’m afraid he has experienced thousands of times with others. It’s not worth mentioning. .

"Why didn't you play the game?"

At this time, Yang Li just went out and saw Ding Wen who was sitting on the sofa in a daze with a disappointed expression on his face: "I was kicked back again? It's okay, I'll take you with me when I come back from shopping. By the way, you're playing in the new district." Is it still the old district?"

"New District." Ding Wen whispered.

"Okay, wait for me to come back."

Watching Yang Li's figure disappear outside the door, the disappointed look on Ding Wen's face was also replaced by a wry smile.

He has a golden finger, but all of this... seems to have not changed?
In the eyes of others, I am still that technical dish, whose reaction can't keep up with the dish comparison.

(End of this chapter)