PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 223
So obviously that kid Liu Haotian killed the enemy back.

Zhang Fan is quite satisfied, obviously this kid has regained his mentality.

Zhang Fan doesn't intend to continue playing with him anymore, his level is indeed passable.

Without his own interference, he should be able to kill more than ten people easily, right?

Zhang Fan didn't hesitate, turned around and left through the window.

Liu Haotian didn't know whether Zhang Fan had left or not. He didn't have any blood packs on him just now, and he was almost cornered by Zhang Fan.

Fortunately, this enemy delivered the courier to the door in time.

Instead, he brought a lot of supplies, and Liu Haotian recovered his state again.

He came to the window again and continued to confront the two sides.

But after a while, he realized that the person opposite had already left.

"Who is this man?"

Liu Haotian muttered to himself, this was the first time he felt that someone was better at sniping than him.

He is a proud and conceited man who never admits that he is inferior to others.

Even if Gunslinger God A of the American server confronted him, he felt that he would not be at a disadvantage.

But he was indeed convinced by Zhang Fan.

I feel that I have lost my mentality, and the other party's consciousness and mentality are much better than my own.

If he is restrained any longer, he will definitely be killed.

But the other party didn't know why he let him go.

It can be regarded as giving myself a chance, a chance to advance.

"Is this a sympathy between masters?"

Liu Haotian finally squeezed out a smile on his stiff face, but when he smiled, he didn't look like a good person.

Maybe that person will be his teammate in the future?
At the same time, I also remembered the ID: xuewei, let's get to know each other after the fight.

The game came to two 10 minutes.

These 10 minutes can be divided into two time periods.

Everyone was very cautious in the first 10 minutes, first looking for equipment and finding suitable firearms.

As long as the method of collecting resources and avoiding battles is adopted, only about 10 people died in the first [-] minutes.

These twenty people can only be said to be unlucky, sometimes they are hit by others, and some are directly killed.

In the last 10 minutes, everyone has started to collect points.

In some places, a few people gathered, restraining each other, and the result could not be reached for a long time.

Some people have even started to take drugs, but are still stuck in a stalemate in the drug circle.

Everyone valued this opportunity.

Many veteran teams are already full of players. These young people who are full of vigor and look forward to being able to enter the world's professional arena will not be willing to be substitutes.

Playing professionally is a youthful meal. Professional players aged seventeen or eighteen have many levels. This is the peak period of professional players.

Once you hit your 20s or so, the responses start to slow down.

A professional player around the age of 23 can already be called a veteran.

So these young people who came to participate in the audition knew the value of time.

And the establishment of a new team is their best opportunity.

As the first batch of players, they will definitely be focused on training.

As long as they get familiar with their teammates and practice cooperation, they believe that they will be able to achieve good results.

Zhang Fan was wandering all the way, and when he encountered some unlucky ones who were unresponsive, he immediately beat them to death.

Sometimes he fanned the flames everywhere, because he had the eagle eye skill, he could see where many people were hiding.

He went over and fired a few shots to attract the surrounding enemies.

After crossing the bridge, he had wobbled to the vicinity of the shooting range.

Although the chosen one was not activated.

But his luck is really good, the vicious circle is here.

Zhang Fan hid in the room area of ​​the shooting range, waiting for a predestined person here.

At this time, the poison circle is not very big.

It is adjacent to the Northwest air-raid shelter on the left and goes down to the Los Angeles River.

There are not many housing areas in this area, but the terrain is one after another.

There are only a small number of plains, such as the sunken terrain of the shooting range, and there are mostly small hills near the air-raid shelter, and the top of the west air-raid shelter is a high-altitude mountain.

Now there are more than 30 players left.

And Zhang Fan's kill count has reached twelve, there is no way, some little unlucky guys really hit too well.

Zhang Fan has given them a lot of chances, I don't know if it's because of nervousness or something, some players play like dementia.

It may be that the level itself is not in place, and I came here today to mess around.

There are also some who have poor psychological quality. Today's game is more important, and some of them affect their mentality and operation.

For such people, Zhang Fan is merciless.

This is just a small audition, just to prove your strength.

It's not the kind of big stage of a professional competition. If you have a mentality problem in an audition, wouldn't it be embarrassing to come back and stand on the stage of the World Championship?
Compared with these players, Zhang Fan is still more optimistic about Liu Haotian.

Although this young man also has a bad mentality, he can turn pressure into motivation anyway.

After Zhang Fan confronted him a few times, he found that this guy became more and more courageous.

At least not like some people who don't know what to do when they panic.

Zhang Fan suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

It seems that someone has touched it.

Zhang Fan leaned against the wall, his vision was stuck outside the window, and he saw a man picking up bullets in the shooting range.

"It's your interview time, bro."

Zhang Fan held the m16 in his hand, opened the mirror and shot the man in the arm.

The man swayed for a while, and hid behind the wooden door in a panic.

The next second he poked his head out, and a dozen bullets flew towards Zhang Fan.

"Clang clang clang clang!"

After a burst of explosions, Zhang Fan didn't react, and was directly smeared with a trace of blood.

Relying on the ability of the lone wolf to survive, he saved his life.

"Is this a dot connector?"

Zhang Fan could hear the sound of a gunshot. It was clearly a precision shooting rifle like the SKS. The sound should be a Mini-14. It took only half a second just now, and the [-] bullets must have been fired.

This must be a linker, even Zhang Fan felt that he couldn't play at such a speed.

Okay, what a group of talents, there are still people with a mouse macro connector in the offline audition?
Zhang Fan waved his hand and called the staff.

"It should be player NO.12, go and see if his mouse has mouse macros."

The staff nodded and began to look for seat NO.12.

The location of the venue is arranged according to the number. The game ID of these people has the suffix of their seat number, so it is easy to find someone.

Zhang Fan started to heal with the medicine kit, and the player not far away had already loaded the bullet and walked towards Zhang Fan.

But halfway through, the player suddenly stopped.

In the venue, a contestant stood up cursing.

"There is someone in front of me! If I have a problem, can you delay it?"

So the player looks at the staff and is testing his mouse.

At this time, I was already a little guilty.

(End of this chapter)