Chapter 1 After the Bloody Battle

According to the rules of [Clash of Four Realms], matches are held every other day.

That is, after the match at midnight on November 5th, the second round of matches will not take place until November 7th, and the matchup list for the second round will not be announced until 8:00 a.m. on November 6th.

Therefore, the entire day of the 5th to the morning of the 6th is considered a rest day.

This whole day allows the players who have entered the rematch to rest and prepare for the battle. It also gives the vast number of players who are spectators time to digest the battle reports of the previous day.

In the first round of the competition, the most discussed and focused on was naturally the match between Hell Front and Corpse Blade Second Squad.

Whether from the result or the process, this match was unexpected.

Corpse Blade did use illegal means. This… as long as they are insiders, even if they are not 100% sure, they basically know a thing or two; but precisely because of this, they all know… Corpse Blade's players are not easy to deal with.

From the surface data, Corpse Blade's players have the resources of the entire studio, which is incomparable to casual players; from the players' personal abilities, these guys who took drugs all belong to the type who "will never collapse themselves," and their combat power is also at the first-line level; from the degree of team cooperation, Corpse Blade's thirteen teams are all selected and matched by the optical brain, and all the members' character attributes are reasonably complementary.

However, such a team was easily defeated by Hell Front with a clean sweep… The gap in strength in actual combat was so large that it was unbelievable.

Comparing this match with other teams' matches, this one was not "wonderful" at all.

The feeling it gave people was… the four members of Hell Front went to brush a team instance, and incidentally cleaned up the four members of Corpse Blade Second Squad.

Such a match, combined with Feng Bujue's words and deeds in the competition, undoubtedly greatly reduced Corpse Blade Studio's reputation among the general player base…

If the Internet is an invisible demon, information represents the demon's inexhaustible magic power. The latter is very similar to cancer cells. Once it spreads, it is almost impossible to completely eradicate.

After watching this match, many people went online to search for keywords such as "Corpse Blade," "cheating," "illegal," and "banned drugs," and then… they went from being passersby to haters.

In fact, various negative news about Corpse Blade was already there, and it didn't have much impact on them, because other studios would also be blacklisted. Whether those negative comments were true or false, outsiders didn't know anyway… Netizens were just watching the excitement. Even the biggest things would be diluted by time, let alone this kind of trivial, irrelevant little thing.

Moreover, in this day and age, it is common for competitors in the same industry to squeeze each other out through online water armies every day. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the norm. Except for a few fools, people have long been accustomed to and seen through this model. So… Corpse Blade was not afraid of what others said about them.

However… what Feng Bujue did in the competition this time did have a certain impact. Because he was not some anonymous ID passerby A, nor was he saying anything about Corpse Blade in some forum or online community… He was openly and clearly talking about how Corpse Blade was, as a well-known player, in a highly watched, focused event of the most popular game at the moment.

Going deeper, he, Feng Bujue, was not just a "well-known player." Now, under the publicity offensive of the Sire Group, he was at least a somewhat famous writer. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a public figure.

Looking at it this way… if Corpse Blade Studio didn't make some kind of response, it would look like they had "defaulted" to their illegal behavior in the eyes of outsiders.

…………

November 5th, 2:00 p.m.

Knock knock knock—knock knock.

Someone knocked on Feng Bujue's door.

Brother Jue walked to the door, didn't even look out through the peephole, and opened the door; didn't even look at the person outside the door, and turned around to say, "There are shoe covers in the shoe cabinet, help yourself."

"What? Do you need to wear shoe covers to enter your house now?" Although Ouyang Jian asked this, he still did as he was told.

"This floor…" Feng Bujue drawled back, "Ruo Yu just swept and mopped it this morning. If you step on it with a bunch of leather shoe prints, I will definitely come to your grave to burn incense next year on this day, and personally fold a box of tinfoil ingots to burn for you."

"Ah… understandable." Ouyang Jian said, already wearing the shoe covers, "Once I worked overtime late and returned home, my wife had just cleaned up the kitchen and left me dinner in the microwave; but I didn't know, and I went to the refrigerator to get something to eat and made it myself, and messed up the kitchen…" He paused, a look of pain flashing across his face, "So the next day… our family added a new car."

"What a good story." Feng Bujue said, "So… are we discussing 'respecting other people's labor results' or 'never offend your woman'?"

As he spoke, he had leisurely collapsed on the sofa.

"Well… maybe it's 'respecting other people's labor results.'" Ouyang Jian followed closely behind and sat opposite Brother Jue.

After this sentence fell, the two were silent for a few seconds, and then… almost at the same time, they suddenly burst into a fit of manic laughter.

Seeing these two shameless people, Asathoth silently complained in his heart, "If these two don't go to hell after they die… I'll write my name backwards from now on."

"By the way, what's the matter today that you even started the 'three longs and two shorts' plan (actually, three longs and two shorts refers to his knocking method just now, which is one of the codes between him and Feng Bujue)." Ouyang Jian was the first to stop laughing and brought the topic back to the right track.

"Oh? Are we getting straight to the point so quickly today?" Feng Bujue said, "I thought we were still in the stage of 'testing each other's level of verbal sparring after meeting by exchanging sarcastic remarks'.”

"Hehehe…" Ouyang Jian smiled slightly, "Let me remind you again, I charge by the hour, don't think that because we have a good relationship, I will provide you with free legal advice." He propped his cheek with one hand and continued, "If you want to find a man to chat with, you can find a psychiatrist or a gigolo…"

"Okay, let's talk about business then…" Feng Bujue muttered and handed Ouyang Jian a tablet, "It's probably… a game studio called 'Corpse Blade.' Their company's legal department contacted Sire Group, specifying that they wanted to make trouble for me…" He pointed to the screen of the tablet with his finger, "This is an email forwarded to me by Miss An, with the original text attached."

At this point, Brother Jue seemed to have suddenly thought of something: "Eh~ right, don't psychiatrists and gigolos also charge by the hour?"