CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

In the first placement match, the match was completed in less than two seconds, and that's how Han Tian's first CS game in this life began.

In fact, although Han Tian didn't play CS for very long in his previous life, only a little over 1,500 hours, he believed he had some talent. He had reached a perfect score of 20 stars in Gold S rank, even though he didn't have much time and spent most of his time playing deathmatch. He was still considered a decent gunslinger.

As for Fatty Zhou, although he's currently at C+ level, he's only been playing the game for a little over two months. He was busy with the college entrance exams recently and didn't play much, so his game time is less than 100 hours. In Han Tian's memories from his previous life, during his sophomore year, Fatty Zhou reached over 2800 points in 5e with his sniper rifle skills, earning the nickname CNSimple. He would tirelessly forward Han Tian his highlight moments every day, making Han Tian wonder if the bigger one's stomach, the more accurate one's sniping.

As the progress bar filled up, the game officially began, and Han Tian and Zhou Haoyu were assigned to the T side.

Looking at the familiar Dust2 map in front of him, Han Tian had a lot of feelings. During the warm-up, he was playing soccer in the backyard while familiarizing himself with every corner of this iconic CS map. In fact, he hadn't played CS for a long time.

In my previous life, I didn't have much time to play after graduating and starting work. When I got older and became successful, I started playing again. After struggling to reach the perfect B+ rank, I suddenly realized that I couldn't beat anyone anymore.

When I get instantly killed by others, I don't even have a chance to react. I can't compete with younger players in gunfights at all, and I've forgotten how to use items. Even though my muscle memory for walking and scouting seedlings is still strong, the major map changes and my severely diminished reaction time make it difficult to play the beautiful CS I envision. After all, in this game, gun skill is everything, and reaction time is the foundation of gun skill.

Although the system task only stipulated that he had to increase his proficiency with the Bison, and didn't necessarily have to use this gun, he decided to start his rehabilitation exercises with the Bison.

After several rounds of sniping at mid-door, the warm-up time quickly ended. Since there was no knife fight or voting to choose sides in this level of ranked match, the game started directly.

In the pistol round, Han Tian carried the bomb and was positioned second in A, while Fatty was in first position. The overall team formation was biased towards A.

"Does everyone have a microphone, guys? Turn it on!" Zhou Pangzi, the She Niu guy, shouted into the voice chat.

The two teammates, green ID "翻斗花园壮壮妈" and yellow ID "蕾姆我老婆i", both turned on their microphones to agree, while purple ID "s2mple" didn't react much, it's unclear whether they didn't have a microphone or simply didn't want to talk.

"Brothers, let's go straight for A site this game. I'll go first, and get me two Flashbangs."

Rem, my wife: "I'll go all in, you guys just go straight in, it's all white!"

In the private room, the fat man turned his head and gave a wicked smile: "Old Han? How about a Desert Eagle?"

Han Tian: "??? Get out of here."

This fat guy is trying to show off. Sending out P250s is one thing, but his appetite is too big. He's talking about a 700 sniper rifle right off the bat. People use pistols, and you're using a sniper rifle?

Throw a P250 at the fat guy, take it or leave it.

Fatty Zhou picked it up: "It's passable, but I'll get you a first kill."

Time was up. Han Tian used the remaining money to buy a flashbang and a smoke grenade, threw the C4 to the blue team, then used a very old-fashioned smoke grenade in the mid lane. He then turned and headed towards the mid lane. The main team of four rushed to the A-max, and he decided to hold the back to prevent others from sneaking up on him. Low-ranked players often lack the awareness to hold the back, so they are often sneaked up on and have their big units stolen.

On the other side, after Yellow helped Fatty throw two flashbangs, the moment Fatty entered A gate, "bang bang" two grenades came straight at him, and Fatty and Green who was with him were blown to pieces, leaving only a half-crippled Purple and a Yellow without armor.

Fatty: "Ouch, I'll go to hell with you!"

Han Tian glanced at the kill icon in the upper right corner, crouched behind the oil drum in the middle lane, and used a Glock to hold off A short. Five seconds later, a CT strode out from A short and tried to move forward, but unexpectedly, a T was crouching behind the oil drum in the middle lane and said to him, "Hello." "Bang bang bang," three bullets and two headshots, and he was instantly killed by Han Tian. At this moment, Han Tian couldn't help but sigh that youth is really good, and the reaction is fast and accurate.

Strangely enough, as soon as the match started, Han Tian suddenly began to recall the feeling of playing high-level CS with his roommates in the university dormitory. Judging from this situation, this rehabilitation training should be able to restore Han Tian to his peak level in a very short time.

Before he could even enjoy himself, more bad news came from A gate: the purple s2mple, half-crippled by a grenade, bravely darted out of A gate only to be killed by two USPs shooting him in the body. Now, only Han Tian and the yellow Glock, both unarmored, remain on the T side.

Han Tian pondered the tactics of some professional players he had observed in his youth and during previous matches. He chose to take advantage of the lingering smoke from the X-box and reposition himself to the mid-lane LV's dead spot, a position the enemy wouldn't be able to see unless they moved out of their way to search.

He then instructed Yellow to switch positions to the yellow car opposite A gate, creating a cross-gun position. They then held their positions and waited for the CTs to come and scout, hoping that no one would come to the CTs' back garden or that they wouldn't come too quickly.

Actually, it's amazing that low-ranked players can resist touching the screen for even a second. Han Tian thinks the opponent will most likely touch the screen unless they've quit drugs.

Zhou Haoyu lowered the back of his gaming chair, lying down to watch from Han Tian's perspective. After a while, he opened his eyes wide and said, "Wow, Han, you were playing this game behind my back before, weren't you?"

"Shut up, you know what talent is, right?"

Before he could finish speaking, silently, a sweet-looking CT scan with a large, dark head appeared in front of Han Tian. He walked over quietly and was looking towards the enemy's entrance! At this distance, Han Tian simply sent him off to watch TV.

In the CT team's voice chat, the blue CT who had just pushed out from b1 said: "Holy crap! That scared me to death! A dead idiot in mid lane!"

Upon hearing the CTs throwing grenades at A site, the two CTs immediately pulled out from A site, ready to pounce on Han Tian, ​​who was at Lv in mid. At this moment, the yellow car heard footsteps at A site and saw the CT peeking out from A site looking towards mid. The yellow car then frantically fired a Glock, taking down the first CT with three body shots and one headshot. Then, because he was unarmored, he was hit in the body by the second CT. As we all know, when an unarmored person is hit in the body, their view will shake, making it difficult to aim.

The yellow USP was killed by three shots, and then Han Tian quickly finished off the last CT at A site with two body shots and one headshot, creating a 1v1 situation.

At that moment, in the CT voice chat, the blue CT who had just been ambushed by Han Tian shouted, "He's still in mid lane! Kill him!"

The purple CT, who had just been killed by Han Tian outside A door, quickly provided information: "They dropped the bomb inside A door."

After killing two people in the same spot, Han Tian prepared to change positions because he didn't know the exact location of the last enemy.

Because two players had died at A site and one at A point, and he wasn't sure whether the CT pushing from mid or B was coming from mid. And most importantly, in these low-rank placement matches, you never know what kind of top-level abstract decisions they might make. There might even be one hiding at A site.

With over fifty seconds left, Han Tian wasn't in a hurry. He used his aim to peek at the small and middle gates, but saw nothing. He retreated into the secret passage, intending to check the entire bandit camp and back garden for anyone who might be there. He was about to turn back and take another look at gate A when he spotted a large black figure with his back turned under the shed opposite the yellow car, squatting on a low box with a P200, eagerly aiming at the bandit's mouth.

Standing three steps away from Han Tian, ​​it would be a miracle if someone could hold back their blade for even a second in this situation. Without the slightest hesitation, Han Tian pulled out his bandit dagger and delivered a heavy blow, sending him home.

"Holy crap, why did he come back here instead of going to pick up the bag? Is he some kind of 'hanging dog'?!"

In the CT voice chat, the green player who was knifed at the start of the game clearly had his defenses breached, and his teammates echoed this sentiment.

CTBlueNAVISenpo: "I think so too. This guy's timing was too good. He killed four people! Let's report him first."

CT Yellow: "There are too many cheaters now. You can encounter cheaters in four out of five games."

People's joys and sorrows are not shared. On the T side, the yellow and green teammates immediately turned on their microphones and shouted, "Damn, you guys are awesome! You can even win like this!" Although everyone is a low-ranked noob, they are giving a lot of emotional value.

Inside the private room, Zhou Haoyu sat up abruptly from his gaming chair: "Stop pretending, Han Tian. You've definitely been playing behind my back. I kindly introduced you to this game, but you tried to play dumb with me. It breaks my heart! Only a 4750 AWP can soothe the wounds in my heart."

Han Tian was speechless. The fat man had already assumed that he was a veteran CS player, which was indeed true in a certain sense, so he didn't bother to explain.

比分来到：1:0，韩天此时的战绩为4/0/0。

At the start of the second round, Han Tian had a terrifying $5750 in money.

He generously gave the fat guy a sniper rifle, asked him to throw him a Bison, upgraded his armor, and then rushed to B1 to open the special zone.

In less than forty seconds, this round ended very quickly. The opposing team rushed to buy a half-armor MP9, but without helmet armor, they were hit by Han Tian's Wild Bull's powerful blow, one was sniped by Fatty, and their teammate Yellow Curry killed another. The opposing team's mentality suffered another blow.

Counter-Strike wins.

The final score was 16-4.

Seeing this score, Han Tian, ​​who was used to playing CS2 in his previous life, was still a little unaccustomed to it.

The results panel showed that Han Tian was undoubtedly the MVP, with the following stats: User 114514: 24 kills/11 assists/5 deaths, and an amazing rating of 2.07. Since this was the first placement match, most of the opponents he was matched with were low-ranked players in the D or D+ tier, so Han Tian was not surprised at all by his stats.

But Zhou Haoyu was unhappy, his face darkening: "Old Han, Old Han, we've known each other for many years, right? When did you start playing CS? You didn't tell me at all? I'm so disappointed."

After saying that, Zhou Haoyu clutched the image of Mai-sensei's portrait on his chest, looking heartbroken.

"This is my first time playing it, but that doesn't mean I'm unfamiliar with the game."

Han Tian waved his phone and started making excuses.

"I've watched a lot of pro players' and streamers' gameplay and tutorials, especially a blogger on Bilibili called 'lak.' I've watched every single one of his tutorial videos. They not only improve your CS skills but also provide the sugar your body needs every day."

The fat man was a little suspicious, but he immediately opened his phone and followed this CSup host. He decided to believe this scoundrel surnamed Han this once.

After winning the first placement match, "ding—", the system notified that 10 proficiency points had been credited to my account. After Han Tian was named MVP in the results panel, "ding—" again, another 10 proficiency points were credited to my account. It seems that a normal victory in a ranked match rewards 10 proficiency points, and getting MVP doubles the reward points.

"If we lose but are EVP (first place among the losing teams), will we get a 5-point bonus?"

Han Tian scratched his head.

He then looked at the panel. Upgrading the Bison required 40 proficiency points, and he currently had 20. He planned to finish all five placement matches first, then weigh his proficiency points and plan how to allocate them, while also seeing how far he could go with his current skill level.

Inside the internet cafe, the sound of keyboards clattering filled the air as Han Tian took a small sip of iced tea.

The results screen for the fourth placement match has popped up. This time, Han Tian is no longer the MVP. He still won the placement match with the second-highest score in the team, a KDA of 16/9/10, and a D rating of 1.1. On the other hand, Fatty's rating has reached the red 0.88. The opponent he was matched with in this match was a player who averaged B to B+ rank last season.

Players at this level have a basic understanding of basic operations such as positioning, aiming, and using items. Although it's just a basic understanding, it's still quite challenging for Han Tian, ​​who, in a sense, hasn't played much CS in over a decade.

Of course, in these matches, except for the first match where he was completely crushing noobs, Han Tian did not continue using the Bison. Instead, he switched to the AK and A1 to use conventional rifles. He could still get a few kills with the A1, but the AK was a completely unfamiliar gun to Han Tian. He could no longer control it at all. When he encountered enemies, he could only stop and fire slowly. If he sprayed bullets, the trajectory would fly uncontrollably into the sky.

Han Tian turned around and glanced at Zhou Haoyu, who had become quiet.

Now, even when he's unscrewing a bottle cap to drink water, he's extremely careful and doesn't dare make much noise. The reason is simple: if your gun's cocky, you can't speak loudly—that's a feature of the game.

After finishing his water, the fat man suggested going to the restroom. Han Tian took the opportunity to open his browser to check the college entrance examination results release time. The results would be available in about a month. In this life, Han Tian decided to apply to the local Haidong Foreign Language University for the foreign language major.

There are three reasons. First, he can be closer to his mother, avoiding the awkward situation of being thousands of miles away from her after she was injured at work in his previous life. Second, continuing to choose a foreign language major means he will have the foreign language skills he brought from his previous life, so he won't have to work too hard on his studies. The third and most important reason is that he heard that Haidong University of Foreign Languages ​​has cooperative education programs with Europe, and he can move to a European school in the second semester of his freshman year.

But the biggest problem is that Han Tian doesn't have the money! His family doesn't have the financial means to support him in the expensive Sino-European cooperative education program.

Han Tian will never forget how, when his university acceptance letter arrived in his previous life, his mother took leave from her job and spent a whole week going from one relative's house to another, humbly borrowing money, just to raise enough for Han Tian's first year of university tuition and living expenses. It was a mere 10,000 yuan, and his mother didn't know how many relatives' sarcasm and ridicule she had to endure to borrow it.

In this life, Han Tian absolutely does not want his mother to go through the same thing again. He wants to use CS to make some money first!

Playing in competitions and streaming are both good ways to make money, but right now he doesn't even have his own computer.

Han Tian was worried.

"Bang!" The door was pushed open, and Zhou Haoyu gulped down a bottle of Red Bull, "Burp—". He swayed as he walked in and sat down in the gaming chair, his voice booming, "Dude, I got buffed! Let's play ranked! I'll snipe them all for you!"

Click the mouse lightly to start matching. The matching speed is still very fast, and the preparation box pops up in less than five seconds.

"Holy crap!? Old Han, look over there!"

The fat man yelled.

"The other team has a Diamond S player, how the hell did they match us with that?! What the hell?"