Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

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Brilliant fireworks rose into the sky. Thanks to the advantages of magic and the blessing of the illusion and transmutation schools, Felin's fireworks were of many types and the scene was grand.

Leon took off his mask and looked at the fireworks outside the fighting room that were blooming for the champion. Those gorgeous scenes had nothing to do with him or the Son of the Twin Towers.

He thought that he would feel complicated, or at least uncomfortable, the moment he lost.

But when the base really exploded, I didn't feel any regret or pain. I felt very calm.

Even the first reaction is to review the game.

Without hesitation, purely out of instinct, I began to recall in my mind the mistakes I made in the previous game and where I could have played better.

In fact, we were not completely without a chance in the final game. Maybe it was because everyone was relaxed and performed beyond their expectations.

The War King took out the Grand Mage in front of Toto and used a very outrageous style that had only appeared in ranked matches and no one had ever played in official competitions.

A great mage with normal attack flow.

Yes, the Grand Mage, whose characteristic is that he can cut magic balls to create a magic hero with ten skills, which he uses to perform normal attacks.

Relying on the only skill that increases attack power and attack speed, he turned into a physical mage.

Since the skills are not switched smartly, just don't switch them. Just use fixed combos, and the rest of the main output will depend on normal attacks.

Believe it or not, he actually played a role. His output was not lower than that of the physical core, and he even slightly suppressed Toto in the lane.

Leon once suspected that the War King had an epiphany in his desperate situation.

However, the slight advantage only lasted for a few minutes before Toto found an opportunity to fight back, but he just fought back and did not defeat the opponent.

Throughout the entire game, the effect of the War King's performance can barely be said to be a back-and-forth with Toto.

Lyon is sure that after this game, there will be many more great mages who can perform normal attacks in the ranking.

Whenever a seemingly useful trick is used in a match, a group of "punishers" will inevitably appear in the ranking.

Severely punish every teammate they line up with.

Bill also played well in the last set. He used his disastrous Sutter Crucible in the first group match.

The effect was several times greater than the first game.

The flying hammer was almost never in vain throughout the game, and it hit key heroes in several team battles and arenas.

If they can perform at this level in the group stage, perhaps their advancement system can be delayed until the knockout stage and exposed. Maybe Deepwater Dragonborn will not have time to develop a counter-attack, and they will still have a chance to win in the final.

In fact, all of their players performed very well in this final, so why didn’t they win?
Of course it’s because Toto and her teammates are more ruthless.

Half-elves have teamed up with dwarves. Is this justice?

The last game lasted 40 minutes, with the score at 53:44. There were nearly a hundred kills, and the fight lasted from beginning to end, falling into a rhythm of a mindless melee.

In this mindless rhythm, tactics are not important; what matters is the ultimate reaction and operation.

Apparently no one can beat Toto in this regard.

Lyon recalled the whole game and concluded that those small mistakes were not fatal. The biggest problem was that he failed to control the tempo in the mid-term and got carried away, playing with the Deepwater Dragonborn in their favorite melee rhythm.

If you slow down in the medium term and take steady steps, you're not without a chance of winning.

But it's no use thinking about these things now.

Toto has already led her teammates to the center of the field to receive their championship trophy.

The Deepwater Dragonborn are now the undisputed number one team.

"Let us give the warmest applause and cheers to the champion of the first Ruins Guarding Invitational Tournament, the Descendant of the Deep-Water Dragon..."

The host then came to the stage and prepared to start the champion interview session.

But he had to wait on stage for a while while the champions hugged and celebrated with their friends and family.

Toto did not bring any relatives or friends with her. She had been a lonely half-spiritual since she was a child. She grew up on the streets and later became a thief.

Who would have thought that fate would change because of stealing Elsa and Drogo who had just arrived in the Twin Towers.

If she had known that the little red dragon was Drogo, she would never have dared to do that.

And now, she was eagerly looking for Drogo.

Where's the check you promised me?

Didn't you say that you can get a bonus check when you win? Although it's not the final bonus, it's just the share of sales until the final day. What you get is not a real check, but a symbolic one, an oversized board painted to look like a check.

But she really wanted to take that.

Much more interested in holding the trophy.

Truly staying true to our original aspiration, making money is always Toto’s first goal.

Compared to the noisy stage, the audience is much more lonely.

The players of the Twin Towers left the battle room and walked towards the dark player passage.

The only person with them was the diligent photographer who was following them.

The reactions of the losers after leaving the game are also great material for documentaries.

The War King looked back unwillingly at the spotlight as the trophy was passed from one Deepwater Dragonborn contestant to another.

This is not the first time he has failed.

But for a competitive player, every failure is a profound and not-so-pleasant memory.

What's more, he was the one with the biggest matchup gap in the finals.

"It would be great if I were stronger." The War King whispered.

"It would be great if we were all better," Lyon said not far away, "We are one team, right? When the league starts, there will be plenty of opportunities to play against them."

"We won't be beaten by them for a whole league, will we?"

"Are you a little more confident? Don't you think we almost won the last game?"

"No."

"I found out. I originally thought this was our only chance to beat Toto, but now I realize the gap is not as big as I thought."

"I believe it." The War King had no idea where Lyon got his confidence from. His feeling in the last game was that he had already played to his limit, but he was still powerless.

"But if you want to win the championship faster, you can consider the national team. Didn't the Drogo Group also say that there should be a World Cup for defending the ruins by national team?"

"I have no chance of winning the World Cup. I compete with Master Toto for a position. Unless the coach is stupid, there is no way he would choose me."

"Toto is also from Sutton?" It was the first time Lyon knew this.

"Of course she has been in the Twin Towers City longer than our fathers."

"Okay then, but it's okay. Bill from our team should be able to accompany you at the base."

"Bill can't be selected for the national team? Isn't he the best No. 3 player in the knockout rounds?"

"So you know Toto is from Sutton, but you don't know that Bill's hometown is Orion. We are just teammates in name only, right?" Lyon couldn't help but tease.

The War King's eyes widened. The news that Bill was not from Sutton even diluted his sadness of defeat.

"Bill's hometown is Orion?"

"Yes," Bill replied from a distance, "I am indeed from Orion, and I came to Twin Towers City to work."

"Did you say that?"

"I said that when I introduced myself when I joined the team."

"Yes, he said it."

"impossible!"

……

The depression brought by failure did not last long for these young people.

They are all too young, and I believe there will be many more opportunities like this in the future.

Every brilliant young person thinks so, but they don’t know that the day they think is not so special may be a peak that will be difficult to reach in their future life.

They returned to the lounge, where the team owner, Miss Grace, was waiting for them.

Grace had a stern face, as if she could scrape off a few layers of ice.

The other four members of the team immediately shrank behind Leon.

Muscle memory.

Grace usually looks very kind, but in fact, that is the kind of kindness that comes from a superior with a hint of pity. In fact, there is a level between her and the other team members.

Just because the boss jokes with his employees doesn't mean the employees can joke with him at will. He can still be scary when he gets angry.

So the first reaction of the other members of the team was to quickly protect the boss's favorite, Leon, to their front.

The captain will take charge of anything.

However, the tense atmosphere lasted for only a dozen seconds.

The "ice" on Miss Grace's face melted instantly and turned into a warm smile.

"Everyone played well and performed beyond expectations, so I am here to give everyone rewards."

Several relieved voices were immediately heard in the lounge.

Then he started laughing too.

The boss is joking. Don't worry about whether it's funny or not, just laugh first.

Being a professional player doesn’t just involve playing games.

Grace was indeed very satisfied with the result this time. Her initial expectation was to get into the top six and get a place in the future league.

Being able to make it to the top three was already beyond our expectations. I didn’t expect that we could beat a devilish team with such a high average ranking score. In the end, we played against Toto’s team in the final round and lost standing.

While watching the game, she was also paying close attention to online public opinion feedback.

In the deciding game, when the Sons of the Twin Towers began to lock on to their ultimate heroes in seconds, everyone's support for them reached its peak.

Just have fun!

Even many viewers who originally supported the Depthborn hoped that they could win.

If we really win, it will be a fairy tale ending.

Even though they have lost, the official media account of the Son of Twin Towers has gained tens of thousands of followers, and is still growing at a high speed. The sales of peripheral products have also doubled.

It’s easy to make money from traffic.

So of course Grace was happy.

"Everyone can have a holiday in the next week. If the Drogo Group cannot pay the prize money immediately, I will pay it out of my own pocket in advance."

The advantage of being a formal club with revenue streams is that it does not need to share tournament prize money.

Some clubs that are poor and struggling to operate even take half of the prize money.

The gap between small clubs and big clubs is not only reflected in wages, but also in various welfare benefits.

"Ooh!"

"Great!"

The team members cheered immediately, and their happiness was genuine.

"And to reward everyone for winning the runner-up prize, in addition to the tournament prize money, I will also give everyone one month's salary as a bonus. I won't delay your vacation time. See you in a week."

As soon as Grace left, the lounge exploded.

"Take off! I don't want to see the guard ruins for a week!" shouted the War King.

When fun becomes work, fun isn't fun anymore.

Anyone who still loves to play that game after becoming a professional player is definitely a natural competitive saint.

"Captain, where are you going on vacation?"

"Where? I want to get the footage recorded by the photographer to see if I can edit it into a competition video and post it on YouTube."

"So your vacation is to work another job? I can't talk to a creature like you, Bill. What do you do on your vacation?"

"Me?" Bill thought for a moment. "I want to go home."

Bill's hometown is a small village on the border of Orion, and his parents are farmers.

If nothing unexpected had happened, he would have become a farmer.

However, my father fell ill unexpectedly. He will not die, but he needs to take long-term medication.

The price of alchemical potions was very expensive, at least for their peasant family.

His mother struggled to support the family alone, and Bill wanted to contribute to the family, so he started working early.

He was 12 years old that year, which made him an “older worker” compared to many children who had to go to factories at the age of seven or eight.

He took a letter written by his father-in-law who could write in the village and went to Shuangta City to find a distant uncle.

I heard that Shuangta City is a big city and you can earn more money working there.

He spent his teenage years in a smoke-filled factory.

During those years, his life was not very bright until one day, he came into contact with games.

He soon discovered that he had a talent in this area. He could quickly master any game and beat players who had played for hundreds of hours after playing for a few hours.

Naturally, he was recommended to the Twin Towers Youth Training Center.

Until today, there is finally hope in his life.

Although he didn't know how much the second place prize was, he was sure that the money would be enough for him to find a senior therapist who could cure his father's illness.

When the bonus came out and Bill looked at his bank balance, he realized that it was more than enough for one senior therapist, and more than enough for a hundred.

Bill's first reaction to how to spend the money was to buy things for his home.

All these new gadgets that I have seen in Shuangta City should be available at home.

There was only one Magic Viewer in their village, and it was a second-hand black and white one that someone else had discarded.

Bill immediately purchased a large number of things, carrying the easy ones himself and sending the difficult ones by express delivery.

Although there is no courier point in the village, there is one in a small town only 20 kilometers away from the village, so it is acceptable to pick it up in person at this distance.

After shopping, he immediately boarded the train back home.

Of course, the train is not direct. After arriving at the station, it still has to travel a long distance and rely on animal power for transportation.

However, this small obstacle could not stop him from going home.

On the train, Bill looked out the window happily, and the scenery in front of him became more and more familiar.

He originally wanted to go home secretly and give his mother a surprise.

But I couldn't help it and called the phone.

The person who answered the phone was the village chief, and there was only one mobile phone in the village.

"Who are you looking for?"

"It's me, Bill, looking for my mother."

After a few minutes of waiting, Bill heard his mother's voice.

"Is that Little Bill?"

"It's me, Mom. I lost the fight."

His family knows that he is now a professional player, but they don’t know what level of professional player he is.

"Why are you talking about this? When will you come home? I'll make you something delicious."

After hearing what his mother said, Bill suddenly felt like crying.

"I……"

Just as I was about to say when I would arrive, my body suddenly leaned forward and the train was rapidly slowing down.

This is very unusual for a train.

Normally, when a train slows down, it coasts over a long distance and then slowly decelerates, so you won't feel it this much.

Bill stood up puzzledly, wanting to see what was going on.

At this time, a conductor was running quickly between the carriages, shouting as he ran.

"Emergency notice, the Roman Empire is invading our country. It is not safe to be near the border now!"

"what?"

Bill hadn't heard the conductor's words clearly yet.

"boom--"

The pyroblast exploded not far from the train, and the loud noise made Bill suffer from tinnitus. (End of this chapter)