Ten years later - "Remote positioning, positioning!" Don't all stand together, look at your feet, how I arranged it before! Fifteen yard stands, how did your PE teacher teach! ”

"Melee group prepare, three, two, one, retreat! I said retreat, are you deaf! That thief, why did you fly again, and then fly and deduct your salary. ”

"The nurses of the three groups give melee milk two mouthfuls, don't let them all die, melee pay attention to the bandages, and if you have a blood bottle, drink it quickly, don't save it."

"The tank is flying, the deputy T is quickly connected, and the others stop the output - okay, you can get on."

"It's still 5% off, everyone is going all out, it's good, it's over! - Everyone stay away from the corpse. ”

Looking at the figure of the King of Fire Demon falling down, Xia Yu's mood was not flustered, this is the eighth MC group he has opened this week, once anything becomes a job, the fun will always disappear, and the game is no exception, thousands of times with the same copy, in addition to being crooked or crooked.

But I can't help it, for the sake of life.

He walked up to the corpse and bowed twice to the chinchilla piggy bank next to the computer, and then clicked on the boss's corpse.

Legguards of Fury, Leggings of Excellence, Crown of Destruction...... Gotcha, it's fucking dark again!

Looking at the fall of the boss, Xia Yu couldn't help sighing, and gave the allocation authority of the equipment directly to the deputy head of the group, let him be in charge of the auction, and he lit a cigarette, as the smoke inhaled into his lungs, Xia Yu let out a long sigh.

After wandering alone all over the country for a long time, he finally chose to settle down in the suburbs of the magic capital, and it has been ten years in the blink of an eye.

In the past ten years, he has done all kinds of professions, brushed plates, delivered couriers, worked as a network administrator, tasted the ups and downs, and experienced many hardships and hardships in society, and finally he returned to his old profession and became a 'professional gamer', but unlike those e-sports players who are in the spotlight, he, a 'professional gamer', is really a little unelegant.

On weekdays, you can play whatever game is popular, play gold coins, open a group to brush the BOSS, and flip the auction house, not to talk about any high-end technology, that is, to make hard money, the income is barely enough, and it is just to make a living.

From time to time, he still thinks about the night of the game, the championship under the watchful eye, the betrayal of his relatives and the ruining of his future, and the determination and vows he once had.

However, as time passed, the memory became more and more blurry, like a dream, and sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling above his head, and he would have a strange feeling, as if it was not really happening to him.

Maybe I should go home with my parents and go to college, so that at least I can find a decent job after graduation, and I won't be twenty-five or sixteen years old and still wasting my years, eating in online games.

At this moment, such a thought suddenly occurred to him again.

However, this thought was only fleeting, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, making him bow to the man who ruined his dream, which he could not accept even if he died.

It's okay now, although it's not a good mix, but it's okay to make a living, and no one cares about living a free life, isn't it free, but when he thinks of the oath he made on that rainy night ten years ago, he can't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Alas, it seems that there is no chance in this life.

Before he knew it, the cigarette burned out, burning his fingers, he extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and looked at his hands, which were already long and slender, and were already covered with traces left by life.

At the age of twenty-five, he has passed the prime time of e-sports players, and he can feel that although his operations are still sharp and his gaming experience has become richer, he is no longer the sharp-edged gamer he was back then.

What's more, the lifetime ban has still not been lifted, if it is from the perspective of the game - his number has been completely abolished.

A message flashed across the screen.

Ranlan: "Boss, everything has been sold, a total of 16,000 gold, minus the money for thugs, subsidies for tank treatment, subsidies for fire fighting, and less than 2,000 gold, I'll send you your share." ”

Sunset remnant sun: "Received, I'll pull down first, I've already opened three regiments today, I'm a little tired." ”

Rampant: "Okay boss, see you next week." ”

Xia Yu checked his mailbox.

The three trips to the MC group have earned a total of almost 3,000 gold, and the current gold price is one and a half cents, that is, four hundred and fifty yuan, which is not bad, this wild lan is also a talent, and he can sell so many gold coins with such a black hand, and he really has some ability.

However, after checking the gold price on the Internet, Xia Yu reluctantly found that the gold price had fallen again.

In fact, this is also something he expected, there are so many ways to consume gold coins in the game, but the output is endless, and the gold coins will only increase, and the price will get lower and lower.

It's just that he didn't expect it to fall so fast, last week it was two cents, and a week's work fell by half, it's all those damn studios, directly use the script to brush gold coins, 24 hours without rest, and the game company doesn't care, retail investors like him who start a group to make some hard-earned money can't compete at all, it seems that the good days are coming to an end.

looked at the account balance in his card, and there were three thousand eight, this is all his savings, Xia Yu frowned, according to this trend, this game will be cool sooner or later, do you want to change the game?

Professional gamers are a marginal profession with no guarantees, and if they can't make money, even life is a problem.

But thinking about those free games on the market, Xia Yu was desperate, what was popular these years was prop charging games, all the resources in the game were covered by game companies, and the studio's living space was getting smaller and smaller, not to mention self-employed people like him, alas. He sighed again, and the twenty-five-year-old's face showed the vicissitudes that he should not have had at this age.

Maybe it's time to give up, he thought powerlessly in his heart, give up as a professional gamer, find an ordinary job, no matter how full his ideals are, but he always has to compromise in the face of reality.

Just when Xia Yu was suffering from gains and losses, there was a bang, and a heavy sound suddenly sounded outside the bedroom, and then he heard the panicked shouts of his roommate Chu Mo.

"Xia Yu, Xia Yu, are you there!? Are you there? As he shouted, he began to slam the door, and there was a hint of fear in his voice, as if he had been chased by a ghost.

Xia Yu was a little speechless, he has always been very curious about this roommate, obviously he has no job like him, but he seems to be very rich, and he is always mysterious on weekdays, and he has a sense of superiority, what's wrong with him today, so panicked.

I walked over and opened the door, and saw my roommate standing at the door with a pale face, looking like he was out of his mind.

"Looking for me?"

"Great, you're at home, I want to hire you as my bodyguard, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, as long as you protect me for a week, the money is yours, why don't you do it?"

Xia Yu was happy when he heard this, "Be a bodyguard, your joke is not funny at all." Having said that, he couldn't help but move in his heart, 10,000 yuan was enough for him to turn around for two or three months.

"I'm not kidding, I can't explain much to you, anyway, I'm in danger right now, I need someone to protect me! If you don't believe it, I can transfer it to you right now! Chu Mo took out his mobile phone as he spoke, and opened WeChat tremblingly.

After a while, Di Di Di, Xia Yu took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, [Your friend Chu Mo transferred money to you, the transfer amount is 10,000, please pay attention to check].

Am I relying on you kid really? Xia Yu realized that the other party was not joking, he subconsciously wanted to accept it, but looking at Chu Mo's frightened expression, he hesitated a little, this thing should not have provoked some gangsters, social big brothers and the like, just these two times, you can still say hello twice in the game, in reality, forget it, don't be able to protect others when the time comes, and then put yourself in, no matter how much money you have, you have to spend your life.

"Well, forget it, I'm not a bodyguard, if you get into trouble with the underworld or something, call the police quickly, find the police uncle for protection, what are you looking for me?"

"Damn, what kind of underworld, how can there be any underworld these days, I have nothing to do with the underworld at all, it's useless to call the police, it's a bit complicated here, I can't tell you clearly, in short, you just need to help me do something within a week, the money is yours, if 10,000 is not enough, or 20,000! And, I promise, absolutely no danger. ”

Xia Yu hesitated a little, "It's not about money. ”

"Thirty thousand!"

"Okay, I'll take this job, say, what do you need me to do?"