Coco tilted his head towards Bo Jiu . Little Spade must have detected the problem but she didn’t show anything . She sat there with a smile, watching as their captain maneuvered his character . Occasionally, their conversations could be heard .
“What’s his big move?”
“He can capture people, just a tank . ”
“With plenty of HP?”
“Mmh . ”
“Then we won’t kill him, let’s find a weakling . ” The last line came from their captain . His voice was faint . He was learning everything from scratch .
Little Spade leaned on her hands, showing her endless blind support . “Mmh, find a weakling!”
Coco: … These two, geez…
Before Coco could express his sadness, it was washed away by their despicably loving scene .
Rao Rong stilled before he swapped out the big map with a smaller one, keeping the wilderness in check . He had to deal with the opponents and hence, couldn’t pay attention to Qin Mo’s actions . Something was even to him obvious: Qin Mo was moving so slowly it seemed a little stiff .
At this moment, any assassin player in the professional world should have cleared out the jungle, not to mention Qin Mo as he had definitely been faster than anyone else .
It wasn’t just because of his maneuvering but also because he knew the time it took for the beasts to regenerate and how to incorporate both factors . He was the only one in the entire industry who had such a capability . His title as the most valuable player hadn’t been easy to get . He had used his skills while in the jungle .
Those that played Hero knew that finances determined the player’s equipment, which in turn determined the player’s attack power . Whoever earned the money faster would have the highest attack power . That was how players killed off their opponents with one move .
Hence, this was a critical time in the game .
Even though Qin Mo might be faster than an average player, he was less than a tenth of his previous self, his orbwalk uncertain . Perhaps his natural instinct would prevent him from turning into a clueless rookie but it was obvious he had lost touch of his jungle skills . He wasn’t sure what an assassin was supposed to do right now .
A human’s consciousness was very mysterious .
Everyone’s jungle methods were different . Little Spade jungled too and they were both comparable, leaving no souls alive whenever they passed – but the aura they radiated was different .
An assassin’s abilities didn’t depend on sheer hard work but rather their consciousness . If their consciousness was good, they could turn the tables, command, and bring up the tempo of the game . But if their consciousness wasn’t good, they wouldn’t be able to kill and might end up getting trashed, especially in a game on such a high level .
At this moment, the opposing assassin appeared at the jungle lake . It was the opponent’s assassin!
Rao Rong paused, prepared to go over and help as a good middle lane would team up with the player in the jungle . Besides, it was the team controller Rao Rong; he was reminded of something though .
He remained stationary, his gaze sweeping towards the figure in white with a faint glow shining in his eyes . Qin Mo, show me if you know what an assassin is supposed to do . Stealing isn’t enough…
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