CS: The Last Dance, a Dance That Leads to Professional Success

Chapter 111 tells Dark that he can forget about getting this trophy!
failure!

death!

Backtrack!

Then it loops infinitely!

Meng Lang's prediction was correct:
As expected of the classic endgame scenario where the "Executive Deputy Goat" carries cargo, its integration difficulty is much greater than the previous integration of the sniper rifle and USP, it is simply a double torture for both shooting skills and mental strength.

The most "perverted" thing is,
Meng Lang originally thought the system would give him a full-health 2V5 endgame starting point, so that he could at least try to operate using his own endgame strategies.

Adapt gradually.

And there's another crucial point!

He had "experienced" this kind of opening move before.

If it were a 2v5 situation, the CT who flanked from behind A1 would have absolutely no chance of reducing his health to nine drops – Meng Lang could have simply turned around and positioned himself behind him at the very beginning of the game to take down this sixth man first.

But I never expected that

The biggest sixth boss is actually the system itself!

It doesn't give you any preparation or time to adapt; it jumps straight into the final, hellish difficulty level:
Lost City in the Desert!
A bun!

1V4!

9 drops of blood!

The location has been locked onto the terrorist's jump!

In this situation where CTs have an absolute numerical advantage and can conduct dynamic point searches from multiple angles, every time Meng Lang peeks, it's almost like dancing on a knife's edge.

If you're even a fraction of a second slower, or if your aim is off by a millimeter, you could be instantly killed by a stray bullet coming from who-knows-where!

Fall short.

You said no Peek,

Are we just going to hide behind cover and wait?

Not to mention that once the enemy team locks onto your location, four CTs could easily group up and loot you.

Even if they don't search, just send three people to cross-block all possible angles to pull it out, and leave one person to swagger over and unpack it.

Even when the C4 is defused, the system will still determine that you have failed.

then,

It is a merciless reversal!
If this were the first time Meng Lang entered the system's backtracking space, facing such a hopeless level of difficulty, he would most likely have lost his temper.

Without a word,

Let's just charge in and die a hundred times first.

But he is no longer the same person he used to be!

This time he'll be in serious trouble; he'll definitely die.
And he died countless times.

However, having learned from his previous experiences of integration, Meng Lang gradually gained experience from each "death" and strived to turn each death into an "effective death" that could be used for the next attempt!
Carefully review the reasons for each death, and adjust your peek timing, body control, aiming points, and shooting rhythm.

After countless failed attempts, he seemed to finally capture that fleeting, unique feeling that belonged to the vessel.

That's more than just aiming accuracy.

More importantly, it's about a refined sense of control over the P250's ballistic characteristics and recoil rhythm.

How to maintain the stability and reset of the crosshair at the maximum rate of fire, and how to make the bullets still fly accurately to the pre-aimed headline during continuous rapid firing.

Gradually, with each death rewind, his P250 shooting feel and rhythm became more and more proficient, and his aiming points became more and more accurate.

It's as if it has been forged through countless trials.

at last,

After yet another familiar flashback of light and shadow.

Meng Lang sidesteps and peeks!

boom--!
A flash of muzzle flash from the P250, and the bullet precisely pierced the CT helmet that had been pulled out of the long box!

The first one, down!
He instantly retreated, using cover to avoid possible follow-up shots, while subtly adjusting his position based on his senses, and then flashed out again like lightning!
boom--!
The gunshot almost immediately followed the echo of the previous shot, and the CT who had just peeked out from the platform fell to the ground!
The second one, fall!
Double kill!

The speed is even faster than before!
Without pausing for a moment, he slid his feet, pulled his body back and then came out again, his gun already anticipating the angle at which the enemy might appear!

boom--!
The third T, who had just emerged from behind the short box to try and flank, had his helmet explode in a spray of blood and immediately froze and fell to the ground!

The third one, fall!
But this time,
Meng Lang did not back down.

No one can outrun a bullet!

Over-reliance on cover for defense results in being reverted after death.

sometimes,
Offense is the best defense!

Kill the other party!
You will no longer need cover!
He smoothly pulled the trigger a fourth time!
boom--!
The fourth loud bang of the P250!
The bullet flashed briefly in orange light, accurately hitting the last CT!

Fourth kill!

ACE!

Winning a 1v4 clutch situation!

At this moment, he could clearly feel that his gun control ability under extreme rate of fire had greatly improved!
"call……"

Upon regaining his consciousness, Meng Lang, in the system's meditation space, took a long breath, as if he had just escaped from underwater.

Although he had no physical form, he could feel a mixture of extreme mental exhaustion and extreme excitement.

This quad kill with the P250, achieved with only 9 HP left, demands exceptional mental fortitude, lightning-fast reflexes, precise timing, and a deep understanding of the weapon!
It's really perverted!
But he did it!

"Hahaha!"

Even in the void of the system space, Meng Lang couldn't help but burst into hearty laughter.

Although there was no roaring crowd or excited hugs from teammates.

But after countless failed attempts to revisit the past,
When you finally complete this almost impossible puzzle through your own understanding and perseverance, the sense of accomplishment is unparalleled.

At that moment, the system notification in my mind arrived as expected:

[Congratulations, host, for successfully completing the P250 bomb defense mission!]

[The Pistol Bureau bares its fangs, knocking on the door of hope in dire straits!]

[The fusion of "Sweet Potato Remains" (P250 secondary weapon exclusive) has been completed. When the host equips the P250, marksmanship +15]

The system indicates the end.

The meditation space before Meng Lang shattered into countless points of light and vanished.

His consciousness returned to the car.

I glanced at my teammates who were still resting or listening to music quietly inside the car, and then at the neon-lit night view of Antwerp outside the car window.

The time remains frozen at 20:08.

But Meng Lang, who seemed to have spent an incredibly "fulfilling" and long time in another dimension, was mentally exhausted, yet filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Since Potato, who's been in jail, has already gone home for this Major, let me carry on with your legacy!
He stretched and closed his eyes contentedly.

Back to the hotel.

Having successfully advanced to the semifinals, with the finals just two days away, arranging last-minute training matches at this point would be pointless.

Coach XTQZZZ led a brief debriefing of today's game against the Green Dragons, highlighting the strengths and minor mistakes. Afterwards, everyone was given free time to rest and recharge. Next, they awaited the result of the other match in the upper bracket tonight—FAZE Clan vs NIP—to see who their semifinal opponent would be, and then conduct targeted tactical analysis and review.

After finishing dinner at the hotel's buffet restaurant, Meng Lang habitually took out his phone and browsed the comments about today's match on domestic CS communities and forums.

"The Dark Lord has descended upon Antwerp! Dark's stats on these two maps are absolutely outrageous! 44 kills + 38 kills, both ratings are over 2.5, the strictest father in the second tier!"

"Watching G2 used to give me a heart attack, but now I can't keep up with their nutrition! They're so brutal! Dark's addition has given G2 a whole new energy engine!"

"Who says CNCS is no good? Dark has shown the world that Chinese riflemen can still dominate the world's highest stage!"

"Li Shen's command can finally be unrestrained. Before, even a skilled cook couldn't cook without rice, but now that we have Dark at home, when in doubt, we can just use an AK, and the effect is outstanding!"

"."

"Hehe, what's the big deal about fighting the Green Dragon? When we meet a truly top-tier team like FAZE in the semifinals, we'll see what cruelty is. I'll be waiting to be taught a lesson by the Galactic Battleship."

"He's just a data padder. His playstyle is so unique, and he relies entirely on his teammates to give him resources. Once they figure him out, his true colors will be revealed."

"Dude, you've been researching this for so long, why don't you just figure it out already!"

"."

Looking at the whole picture, most of the comments after Meng Lang's strong victory over Green Dragons to enter the semifinals were quite positive.

Only a few negative reviews were dissenting, mainly because they felt he was padding his stats against weak teams and would "show his true colors" when facing teams like FaZe or Na'Vi.

When Meng Lang saw that the number of negative reviews was too small, he became a little anxious.

He knew all too well that Xiao Heizi was the primary driving force behind the "Goat value" emotional transformation!

Without sufficient Goat values, how can he quickly expand his graph pool and maintain high-intensity simulation training in the system space every night?

So he decisively switched to a secondary account and carefully edited and posted a "fishing" message:

"A rational discussion: Is Dark overrated? What's the value of the stats they racked up against a second-tier team like Green Dragons? If they face FaZe in the semifinals, won't they get completely outplayed by Big Brother's tactics and crushed by Ropz and the Director in their matchups?"

as predicted!

The most distinctive feature of the domestic CS community is:

There are all kinds of people in a big forest!

After finishing, he looked smugly at the trolls, haters, and arguing fans rapidly flooding into his "bait" post, as well as the slowly rising Goat value in the system interface, and a smile of smug satisfaction appeared on his lips.

at this time,

My WeChat on my phone suddenly popped up with a "ding".

I glanced down at my phone; it was a voice call from my cousin Wang Yitong in China.

"Congratulations."

My cousin's familiar voice came through the phone.

"Tired?"

He paused, then added another question.

My cousin is usually aloof and expressionless, but this extra greeting today clearly revealed his excitement and concern.

In the past, a simple "Congratulations" would have been the limit for him to express his joy.

Meng Lang was actually quite tired, especially mentally, having just undergone what could be described as torturous special training in the system space.

But he always acted like a show-off in front of his cousin, and immediately replied in a relaxed tone, "Of course not, it's easy to handle."

"."

My cousin fell into a brief silence on the other end of the line.
It seems they are digesting his classic pretentious remark.

Suddenly, he remembered something and couldn't help but ask, "Your current performance has already broken CNCS records. Have you thought about what you'll do after this Major?"

Meng Lang had actually considered this issue as well.

The best option would undoubtedly be to secure a good contract with G2 and continue playing with his current teammates, with whom he has already developed chemistry and achieved results, for another year to see how far they can go.

But Old Ni was chatting with his girlfriend before bed last night,
He also hinted to Meng Lang about the uncertainty of G2's future management and the possibility of "French sentiments." His words were tinged with a sense of melancholy and helplessness, and Meng Lang felt that even Old Ni himself probably wouldn't be able to stay for long.

He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Seeing that Meng Lang remained silent in the voice chat, his cousin didn't bring up the matter of asking Meng Lang to return to China to play "Brothers CS" again.

He made this suggestion before because Meng Lang was dismissed by EG and was wandering abroad without a fixed place to live. Returning to China would at least provide him with a stable environment and familiar teammates.

But now, Meng Lang has already proven his terrifying talent of "accumulating knowledge and experience" on the world's highest stage, and it is no longer appropriate for him to return to China to play CS with his brothers.

Even setting aside whether there are any truly internationally competitive teams in China, most teams can only participate in a limited number of high-level international tournaments each year.

He said he wanted to get the top spot, so how could he retreat back to China at this time?
Wang Yitong would definitely not suggest that.

To be honest, he also wanted to see how far his cousin could go on the stage of a top European and American team.

"Let's talk about it after this Major."

Meng Lang concluded by saying this, his tone regaining its calm and confidence.

He refused to believe that as long as he could achieve outstanding results at this Major, such as... reaching the finals or even winning the championship!
Even if G2's management has some kind of "French sentiment" nonsense, with so many top teams in Europe, do you think they'd all be blind enough to reject them?

Dude, right now,
They have every reason to be confident!
The semi-final match between FAZE and NIP finally came to an end that night.

After a grueling three-map battle, the slow-starting FAZE once again demonstrated their terrifying resilience, reminiscent of their "formulaic hell comeback," ultimately defeating NIP, who were missing Tom Cruise, with a score of 2:1, and successfully securing the other semifinal spot in the upper bracket.

This also means that G2's opponent in tomorrow's semifinals will be this powerful super team - FAZE Clan!

When Coach XTQZZZ gathered everyone back in the tactical meeting room to review the demo of FAZE vs. NIP that afternoon, Meng Lang also pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Meng Lang noticed that the coach and the first few teammates who arrived had strange expressions on their faces, a complex mix of wanting to laugh and being serious.

"What's wrong?" Meng Lang pulled out a chair and sat down at the conference table, then asked in a low voice to the child next to him who was trying to suppress a laugh.

The child picked up his phone with a strange smile and handed it to Meng Lang.

The scene shows the familiar post-match interview stage, with host Banks and FAZE's coach, Big Cousin, standing on it.

In the video, Banks asked, "One last question, karrigan, after successfully defeating NIP to advance, your next opponent will be the red-hot G2."

“G2 decisively defeated Spirit 2-0 in their previous match, especially their young player Dark, who improved his single-map statistics today and is currently far ahead in the Major individual statistics leaderboard, and may even be a contender for the MVP of this Major tournament.”

"They decisively defeated Green Dragons 2-0 in the evening match, while FAZE fought a grueling three-map battle. What are your thoughts on tomorrow's semifinals? Who do you think will advance to the finals?"

Facing the camera with a calm smile, the older brother said directly, "We made it to map three only because our opponents were stronger. Yes, in my opinion, NIP is a stronger opponent than Spirit."

When faced with the next question about G2 and Dark, Big Brother's smile faded slightly. He looked directly at the camera, as if he could see right through the screen to the G2 players, and spoke with a powerful voice and his characteristic commanding presence:

“G2 has been in great form recently. Dark is indeed the biggest dark horse of this Major. His personal statistics are amazing, there is no doubt about that.”

"but,"

He changed the subject,
His tone became resolute:

“Tell Dark,”

"Don't even think about winning this trophy!"

"Yes, I don't care whether he wins the MVP or EVP award. If he does, it's just a small consolation for this outstanding kid."

"But the Major championship trophy is too heavy; only a super team can bear its weight!"

Speaking of last,
My older cousin shrugged easily.

"Therefore, without a doubt, we will be the ones advancing to the finals!"

(End of this chapter)