Building a Gaming Empire From Scratch

Chapter 428: 412: Going to Yellow Springs Together

Translator: 549690339

The twist happened so suddenly that everyone was stunned for a moment.

No matter how you look at it, Lincoln was supposed to give a passionate and ambitious speech, and everyone had even prepared to listen.

Who would have thought that a sudden bullet would catch everyone off guard?

If the bullet had killed Lincoln even a minute earlier, there would have been a thunderous cheer.

But it was late…

So many players were stuck in an uncomfortable situation, not knowing whether or not to cheer.

The metal dragon immediately twisted its neck, trying to catch the falling Lincoln.

But it only bit air, as Lincoln’s body quickly turned into light and disappeared.

Obviously, he had respawned.

The giant dragon was obviously very angry, and immediately started an even more fierce indiscriminate fire spray.

This finally woke up all the dazed players, making them realize – this was still the competition venue! The competition continued!

And so, the battle raged on again!

Unlike the relentless competing players, the audience in the live broadcast room didn’t have this urgency and were sending out shocked barrage comments:

“Shocked my mom for a hundred years!”

“Hahaha, the price of showing off! Instead of hiding, you have to court death! Climbing so high, are you a target?!”

“Cough cough! Let me say a few words: Ah! I’m dead! Thank you all, I’ve finished talking.”

“Mavis: Pig Teammate, can’t carry!”

“So, is Lincoln really gone like that?”

At this time, in the official live room, the director changed the lens and replayed the moment when Lincoln was shot in the neck.

Everyone could see from the slow-motion scene, Lincoln’s widened eyes and incredulous expression.

This immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the audience again:

“Hahaha, brave director!”

“Add a chicken leg!”

“Will you be fired tomorrow for stepping into the office with your left foot first because you publicly whipped your boss’s corpse?”

But the director wasn’t trying to whip Lincoln’s corpse.

After the screen froze, the focus shifted to the bullet and then – time rewound!

The bullet retraced its path through the air, going through smoke and dust, and back to its original path.

This immediately caught everyone’s attention, as they all wanted to know who this player who got the “First Kill” on Lincoln was.

Under the spotlight, the bullet returned to the chamber – it wasn’t even a special gun, just an ordinary AR-15 assault rifle that everyone was using.

The focus shifted again, from the muzzle of the gun to the face of the player holding the gun.

It was a very unfamiliar face.

Then the player’s nickname appeared:[Rainshoe].

Now the audience could be sure: this indeed was an unknown player no one had ever heard of.

But out of caution, everyone asked in the live broadcast room: “Does anyone know this guy?”

Similar questions filled the room, but none of them said they knew him.

So everyone had to admit: this casually named [Rainshoe]wasn’t any special person.

He was just an ordinary passerby player who killed Lincoln with a single shot, completing the milestone “King Slayer” in the virtual world for the first time!

All those big and small anchors, famous players, and Pay-to-Win Lords present, even Lincoln himself, became mere background at this moment.

He, [Rainshoe], was the only protagonist at this moment!

After the director revealed the identity of the shooter, the lens immediately switched back to the intense race track.

First, an aerial panoramic view of the ongoing battle was shown. Then, the lens immediately focused on [Rainshoe], showing everyone his current situation.

As soon as the camera switched, a huge pillar of fire came rushing in.

[Rainshoe]’s teammate desperately pressed the accelerator, twisting the steering wheel, and avoiding the fire at all costs.

[Rainshoe], while urging his teammate to go further, shouted loudly: “It’s over! I killed Lincoln!”

“When you shot at him, didn’t you think you could kill him?” his teammate was very speechless.

“No!” Rainshoe cried in despair, “I just wanted to say hello to my idol! Who would have thought he would catch my bullet with his neck!”

“You’d better shut up!” His teammate was much more rational: “If he hears this, you won’t be able to win any games in the casino!”

His teammate mercilessly added insult to injury: “Not just the casino, maybe you’ll have to say goodbye to all the probability games in the virtual world!”

Before his teammate’s words fell, a second round of “dragon flame” covered them again!

This time they didn’t have the luck they had before and were miserably covered in flame.

The entire car was ignited, and both of them screamed as they were burned to ashes.

Once again, it must be emphasized that until now, there has been no pain sensation in Cloud Dream’s virtual world.

Not only there’s no pain in being shot or stabbed, but also in being set on fire, with the highest temperature being equivalent to that of a hot bath.

So, these two people were completely scared by it…

“Damn, that’s brutal. Is this really not Lincoln’s revenge?”

“Do you really need to ask? Of course, it’s retaliation!”

“Is this the first time you guys realized Lincoln is petty?”

“But seriously, it’s one thing to kill someone, but taunting them on the live stream? I couldn’t stand it either!”

“Both sides are quite pathetic haha.”

Lincoln, the victim of bad reviews, let out a helpless sigh as he watched the live stream from the co-driver’s seat of the heavy truck.

Lincoln knew that the task he had set for himself was very dangerous, and it was highly probable that he would be killed by other contestants. The only difference was when he would be killed.

Based on this understanding, he set his respawn point to the co-driver’s seat so that he would be reborn here once eliminated.

By this time, however, he would become a “ghost” and disappear from the player’s sight. Only Mavis would be able to see him.

Lincoln had no intention of taking revenge on the player who shot him and didn’t even care about who fired the shot—it’s all about having fun playing the game, and he wouldn’t be petty over such things.

If it weren’t for the director revealing it, he really wouldn’t know who it was.

As for whether the fire dragon’s flame that ignited Rainshoe’s car was a coincidence or not…

Only Mavis would know that!

The metal dragon continued to rampage on the race track for a while before it finally ran out of fuel and could no longer breathe fire.

Although it still had wings and claws for attack and defense, without the ability to breathe fire, its threat was significantly reduced.

Players on the track drove closer again, and Mavis controlled the truck, plunging back into a tug-of-war battle.

By this time, even though the battle was still going on, since the intensity had decreased, everyone was more familiar with the weapons on the vehicles in the scene. So, they began to reminisce about the series of events that had taken place since Lincoln appeared.

As a result, everyone quickly noticed a few blind spots:

“Does Night City also have Dream Brand Fire Dragon Fireworks? How come I didn’t notice before?”

“Wait! Dream Brand?! This girl is also called Mavis. Did Lincoln make these fireworks just for her?”

“Wrong! You’re totally mistaken! Do you remember the special thanks at the end of the Paradise trailer?”

“‘Special Thanks·Dream’?! Damn! This little girl was involved in the development of the game Paradise?!”

“What a genius girl!”

“Hold on! I suddenly remembered a rumor! Someone said they saw a dragon in the wilderness of Paradise, but it got killed before they could take a picture. When they went back to look for it, they couldn’t find it again. I always thought that was just a made-up story!”

“I also saw that post. Now that we’re seeing this, it’s highly likely!”

“Let’s go look for it after the competition, a Dragon Knight! And a real Dragon Knight at that!!”

The too-coincidental elements of the giant Fire Dragon Fireworks, the metal dragon, and Mavis finally made the audience and players realize Mavis’ uniqueness. Surprised and intrigued, they all decided to go look for the dragon tonight.

Meanwhile, at the forefront of the race track, Yi was in a fierce battle.

However, what made him struggle was not the other helicopters, but the vehicles on the ground.

Because of the tense air battle, everyone’s speed had inevitably slowed down considerably. As a result, the cars that were originally in the second echelon had caught up, filling the empty spots left by the mass elimination of sports cars.

This echelon of modified cars were originally more geared towards a balance of attack and defense, so their weapon strength was already quite high. With the added advantage of numbers, they posed a greater threat to helicopters.

In particular, Yelang’s bed crossbow was virtually unstoppable, with an average of three metal spears able to take down one airplane.

A sharp spear whistled through the air, narrowly piercing through the door and driver’s seat, passing through Yi’s chest, and then stabbing into the cockpit ceiling.

Yi was almost scared to death.

The next moment, Yi stuck his head out of the shattered side window, risking a headshot as he yelled down at the ground: “Yelang! F**k your grandpa!”

Seeing Yi sticking his head out of the helicopter, Yelang below finally realized that he had accidentally shot at his own brother.

“I’m sorry!!” Yelang immediately shouted an apology to Yi: “I didn’t know it was you! It wasn’t intentional!”

Having said that, Yelang twisted the giant crossbow he had just turned away from back towards Yi’s cockpit and fired another spear!

This carefully aimed spear precisely pierced into the central control console, stabbing through Yi’s left arm, causing mechanical failure in the aircraft and a rapid descent.

It was only at this time that Yelang’s furious roar, which followed closely behind him, reached Yi’s ears—

“This one was on purpose!”

“F**k you!” Yi couldn’t help but curse as he frantically controlled the joystick with one arm, charging straight at Yelang’s car without a second thought.

“Let’s die together then!”

“Turn! Turn!” Yelang panicked as he never expected the ramming plane tactic. He desperately yelled at his teammate who was driving: “Get out of the way! The plane is falling!”

“Hahaha, what’s the point of dodging? Good brothers stick together through life and death! Let’s die together!!”

Amid Yi’s maniacal laughter and Yelang’s desperate “f**k,” the helicopter and modified car collided violently!

An explosion immediately ensued from the helicopter, followed by the modified car.

The two “brothers” died together, taking their teammates with them to the afterlife.