Time flew by after that.
The second day after Wu Jin joined the secondary team, their first match arrived as scheduled.
The entrance fixed survival show map M19K-5 filled with snow and ice opened up, and the smell of rust and copper from mechanical facilities in disrepair swept in with the air. At almost the same time, in a professional competition arena several hundred stars away that was decorated with a grand Victorian red brick castle and attracted the attention of over a hundred thousand people, Wu Jin’s former teammates Zoe, Chen Xiran, and Caesar were all stepping into the arena belonging to Azure People’s Entertainment.
M19K-5 was dilapidated and desolate, while the red brick castle was noble and solemn.
At 18 o’clock sharp, the two games began at the same time. In the snow, Wu Jin pulled out a big sword from a crevice in the stone, leading his four teammates to attack from the flanks; Zoe accepted the bullet magazine from Chen Xiran’s hand, hitting the crystal dome lamp with one shot and destroying their enemy’s cover––
8:00 PM.
Zoe won, and as soon as he returned to the backstage, he picked up his terminal, “How did Little Witch do over there?”
Lin Jue shook his head. “They lost, but it wasn’t a big loss.”
On that night after the end of the game, the Azure Edge forums started a new round of cursing and scolding. Wu Jin had dropped down to the secondary team and had been defeated in his first battle, while the first team had lost Wu Jin and turned defeat into victory. Any primary school student could also work out how this addition and subtraction method worked. Occasionally, someone would speak up to explain that ‘they still need to adapt to each other for their first game, and Azure People’s Entertainment wasn’t comparable to Silver Thread Roll’, but this opinion was quickly crushed.
At the Floating City Battle Team, Wei Shi wore a simple pair of spectacles as he repeatedly watched Wu Jin’s game replay.
At the Crosson Show base, Blood Pigeon breathed a sigh of relief and explained it to the program producer, “Two days, but they were able to cooperate at this level. Little Witch already improved from when he was inserted into the secondary team. Look at his command at 44 minutes and 12 seconds. He smashed the ice, creating a terrain vacuum, and opening up long-range fire.”
“He’s looking out for his new teammates.”
“White Moonlight’s secondary team configuration consists of two snipers, one support, and one heavy artillery. Wu Jin is shifting the team’s resources to the sniper positions.”
Three days passed.
The forum cursing receded slightly as the haters found something new to amuse themselves with. They all crowded over to spray the mistakes Thin Water had made in a fight against R-Code.
Wu Jin temporarily abandoned all his personal training. His notebook was filled with data on his four teammates, their dynamic sniper ring numbers, the recovery time of their heartbeats under pressure, their movement speed while bearing weight––
In the White Moonlight Battle Team, Chen Xiran was surprised, “What’s he doing? I remember that you said that you wanted to make Little Witch less dependent on data because his judgment is too rational, and it made his fault tolerance rate too low...”
Lin Jue: “There’s another solution for that. If he analyzes the data to its limits and puts all of his judgements into the calculation model, he can also improve the fault tolerance rate that way.”
Chen Xiran realized what he meant, “So, he’s––”
Lin Jue: “This is his style.”
The second team’s second game took place one week later.
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