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

Chapter 68 Free Ghostly Appearances!

[Should we attempt to fuse "Little Chrysanthemum's Remains" (25 USP limited)?]

In the space of consciousness, Meng Lang looked at this option and his heart stirred slightly.

"Xiao Ju's broken body"?
Are they CN players?
He quickly glanced at the brief introduction provided by the system and found that this rising star seemed to be currently only at the second or third tier in the domestic market.

How could this possibly create a memorable moment recognized by the system?
A hint of surprise flashed through Meng Lang's mind.

But then I felt relieved.

FPS professional players' performance is highly dependent on their form and on-the-spot feel. Sometimes, even a second-tier player can "descend to heaven" and enter a mysterious state at a certain moment, and can perform amazing plays that even top-tier star players cannot replicate.

This is perhaps part of the charm of esports.

Thinking about this, he became very interested in the USP moment of this future CN player.

Without much hesitation, Meng Lang directly selected "Yes".

The next second, the familiar feeling of weightlessness came over me!

Meng Lang's consciousness once again plunged into that strange space of endless rewinding, his vision first hovering high above the map, overlooking the entire situation.

Anubis.

Meng Lang recognized the map—at present time, most players are still experiencing this Egypt-themed map primarily in non-competitive modes such as casual mode and deathmatch.

Then,

My vision plummeted downwards.

It's like a first-person perspective, merging into the body of a defender. In his hand, he holds the weapon he's about to experience—the USP!

The scene unfolds instantly:

A life-or-death situation, a decisive battle.

The attacking team, FlyQuest, launched a standard bomb attack at point A, instantly covering the area with smoke grenades and flashbangs.

Meng Lang, or rather, the "Xiao Ju" he was currently impersonating, was defending behind a pillar near the bomb site at point A.

Suddenly, an incendiary bomb exploded at his feet, and the intense flames forced him to leave the bunker immediately!

"Xiaoju" was forced to be pulled out from behind the pillar!
Almost at the same time,

The attacking team's flashbangs arrived as expected!

At the critical moment, "Xiaoju" demonstrated amazing reaction and basic skills - a smooth turn of her back, successfully avoiding most of the blinding effect!
The moment visibility returned, danger was already imminent! Five Ts had already rushed to the point!
However, "Xiaoju" did not panic at all, and the USP in her hand seemed to have come to life!
Puff puff puff puff! !
A series of crisp and rhythmic gunshots rang out!

There was almost no gap!

Every shot hit the head precisely!
The five Ts, like puppets programmed to move, fell one after another! The whole process was smooth and visually stunning, almost like... being lined up to be executed!

From being forced out by the fire, to flashing out from behind, and then wiping out the team with a five-shot headshot from the USP, the whole process took only about ten seconds!

"Clean and efficient..."

Meng Lang admired it in his heart.

This endgame demonstrates an extremely terrifying level of USP proficiency, extraordinary positioning ability, and a calm and collected mind under pressure.

Perhaps because it had previously been successfully integrated with Niko's Desert Eagle remains, and although the Desert Eagle is also a pistol, although its characteristics are different, some basic feelings about pistol shooting and wrist control seem to have a certain effect of mutual reference.

At this moment, Meng Lang felt a surge of confidence—it had taken him 17 tries to clear the last fusion bird sniper puzzle!

This time, he is confident that he can win within ten attempts!

After three brief failures, Meng Lang was not discouraged. Instead, he focused even more intently on experiencing the feeling of each shot.

He quickly grasped the key—the firing rhythm of the USP. This gun only has a 12-round magazine, so you can't fire it like a dual pistol; you have to master the rhythm of burst fire.

This rhythm is also closely related to distance:

At close to medium range, a rapid burst of 2-4 rounds can be used to target the chest or head area and use its high precision to create suppression.
At long range, it must be converted to precise single-shot bursts, and...

On his fourth attempt, Meng Lang realized that the USP's trajectory tends to deflect upwards at long distances. If he aimed directly at the head, the bullet would likely fly over the head. However, if he aimed at the enemy's chest or neck, he could use the recoil to make the bullet "drift" naturally toward the head.

"I see……"

Meng Lang suddenly understood. No wonder he felt something was off when watching Xiao Ju's perspective during the second burst. He had been habitually aiming for the head, but had overlooked the ballistic characteristics of different guns.

In addition, during these attempts, he also discovered that the USP, which was not fully demonstrated in the original version of the five-kill game, still maintains a fairly high level of accuracy when jumping and shooting in the air compared to other pistols. This undoubtedly increases its mobility and unpredictability.

After fully understanding all this information—rhythm, sense of distance, and ballistics—Meng Lang took a deep breath and began his fifth attempt!
However, this time, the start gave him a "surprise"!
Unlike the previous four times, this time he had just emerged from behind the pillar after being burned by the fire when a grenade exploded almost simultaneously at his feet!

"boom!"

After being hit by a Thunderfire combo, the shockwave from the explosion drastically reduced Meng Lang's movement speed. To make matters worse, his health dropped by half!
"I'll test it!"

Meng Lang almost laughed in anger.

This means his margin for error has become extremely low. What might have taken two shots to kill could now be gone with just one!

Under normal circumstances, in such an unfavorable start, the optimal solution is to simply abandon the game and start over.

But Meng Lang, who was amused by the situation, was instead provoked into a rage!

good good!
Is this how you play?

Row!
I'm going to take you on today!

Instead of rewinding, Meng Lang grabbed his USP, endured the slowing effect and half his health, and resolutely charged out!

The attacking team's flashbangs arrived as expected!

Meng Lang skillfully executed a backflash, first followed by a T, and then took a bullet to the body!
His health bar instantly dropped to almost zero, leaving only a dozen or so drops!

This time, his margin for error dropped to zero, and his life was truly hanging by a thread!
However, under this extreme pressure, Meng Lang's mind entered an unprecedented state of focus. All the insights he had previously gained about USP seemed to have turned into muscle memory and instinct at this moment!

Puff puff puff puff——!
Four crisp and rhythmic gunshots rang out!

The USP's muzzle sights seemed to shake up and down irregularly!
However, the four Ts that rushed out from outside seemed to have entered a mysterious food outlet, and once again staged a scene of "being shot in a line," falling down in an orderly fashion!

Pentakill!

Cleared!

How beautiful!
Meng Lang cheered for himself in his heart.

Five times!

I successfully completed the game in half the number of attempts I had expected (less than ten attempts), and a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me.

Unlike his initial helplessness and slight frustration when he first merged with "Xiaodong Remnant Body" and faced that incredible five-kill with the bird sniper rifle, Meng Lang has now gradually adapted to and begun to enjoy this process of challenging and breaking through his own limits.

He would even set himself some small goals, such as reducing the number of backtracking attempts, or cracking the "little surprises" that the mirror players in the system suddenly gave him, like just now.

At that moment, the system's mechanical voice rang in his mind again:

[Congratulations, host, on completing the "Little Chrysanthemum" USP five-kill defense simulation!]

Under immense pressure, you gripped the silent killer weapon, jokingly referred to as the 'default sidearm,' and with unparalleled composure and pinpoint accuracy, injected a powerful boost into the team, turning the tide of the battle.

[The fusion of "Little Chrysanthemum's Remains" is complete! When the host is equipped with a USP, their base marksmanship increases by 15!]

In an instant, a subtle understanding of the feel, rhythm, and confidence of the USP flowed into Meng Lang's consciousness and muscle memory like a gentle stream.

comfortable!
Meng Lang felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

The next second, the scene before his eyes shattered, and he returned to the real world.

(End of this chapter)