Chapter 665: Custom Cheat Group
At 3 a.m. the next morning, Haimi’s livestream room.
His vision had already turned gray-white, and he couldn’t count how many times he had fallen short in the top ten.
Haimi felt his head was groggy and unclear.
Inside the livestream room, various bullet comments had exploded.
“Feel bad for Haimi, go to sleep! It’s too late!”
“Streamer, if you keep broadcasting, you’re really going to drop dead!”
“Haha, he said he’d eat four chickens tonight and then log off, but what happened? He didn’t get a single one!”
“Is Haimi cursed? It’s so unscientific, how can the gap be this huge?”
“It’s really strange. Haimi’s skill and performance are still as fierce as ever, and he even seemed to be in better form later on, so why can’t he get a chicken dinner?”
“Luck or skill? I feel like the other players are pretty strong too. Is it because his score is rising too fast?”
“Heh, trash streamer, clickbait title. You tricked me in here just to show me this? Unfollow!”
Several moderators were frantically banning the bullet comments that were stirring up trouble, but the atmosphere in the livestream room didn’t improve because of it.
The core fans who unconditionally supported Haimi were comforting him with words, but deep down, they felt a bit unhappy. After all, they wanted to see Haimi dominate, not blend in with the crowd like this.
Haimi, on the other hand, had a bitter taste in his mouth that he couldn’t express, and his heart was filled with confusion.
Seeing that it was already 3 a.m., Haimi wanted to keep playing, but the VR gaming pod wouldn’t allow it. Even with the relaxation mode enabled, players could only stay in the VR gaming pod for seven hours. Haimi had started his livestream at the golden time of 8 p.m., and now he had reached the full seven-hour mark.
If he didn’t log off, the VR gaming pod would forcibly disconnect the connection.
But then he looked at his title again.
Eat four chickens tonight? Kill ten people per match?
He hadn’t achieved any of these. Logging off now would be a truly shameful exit, something he, as a self-proclaimed skilled streamer, couldn’t accept.
The VR gaming pod was already issuing warning alerts.
Haimi sighed: “Sorry, everyone. My luck was a bit off today. Plans couldn’t keep up with changes. Please bear with me. I’ll raffle off four high-end phones on Weibo later as compensation.”
“I can’t broadcast anymore today. I’d love to stream all night, but the VR gaming pod is about to forcibly disconnect. It’s getting late, so rest up. Tomorrow night at 8 p.m., same time, see you all there!”
Haimi didn’t bother to keep watching the bullet comments. He directly cut the livestream signal and exited the VR gaming pod.
Taking out his phone, Haimi raffled off four high-end phones on Weibo as compensation for not getting any chicken dinners tonight. At least this would soothe the audience’s emotions a bit.
It was already 3 a.m. Haimi had played VR games for a full seven hours, and his mind was extremely fatigued. He poured himself a glass of water but felt no drowsiness.
“How is this possible? Why has this game suddenly become so hard?”
Haimi was very puzzled. This just didn’t make sense!
Ever since he started playing “PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds,” he had been smooth sailing. In every match, he killed at least ten people, and as long as he didn’t mess up early on, he had a high chance of getting a chicken dinner later.
Although his hidden MMR was definitely rising quickly, Haimi had prepared accordingly.
“When I first started playing, I was doing well even without the micro-aimbot. So why, after turning on the micro-aimbot, am I still struggling so much? It doesn’t make sense?”
Haimi was utterly baffled.
Logically, Haimi’s aim was already excellent. His positioning, reactions, and movement were also top-tier among streamers. With such skill plus a micro-aimbot, how could he possibly fail to get a single chicken dinner all night?
If he could only make it to the top ten, then what kind of players were those in the top ten?
Many viewers thought Haimi was being ambushed or just unlucky.
From the livestream, it did seem that way. Haimi always seemed to get ambushed when he reached the top ten. Either someone was hiding in a very sneaky corner and killed him, or he was headshot from a distance by an AWM without even seeing the enemy.
But Haimi knew this was completely unreasonable!
So-called “old campers” also had their limits. It wasn’t just about being sneaky. Players weren’t stupid; how could they survive to the top ten just by camping?
Moreover, Haimi could vaguely sense that the players he encountered later were indeed very strong, especially with their steady aim.
“Could it be… I’m really running into cheaters? But cheaters can’t be in every match! Or has it become this widespread?”
“It doesn’t make sense. ‘PUBG’ isn’t like ‘Wolf Soul’ or ‘Blazing Assault.’ This game has detection programs. Ordinary low-end cheats can’t even fool the detection system. How could it be so widespread?”
The more Haimi thought about it, the more unsettled he felt. He logged into his alt account on his phone and entered a special chat group.
This chat group was for customers of custom VR game cheats, essentially a place where high-end cheats were sold.
Haimi scrolled through the group’s chat history. Nothing unusual.
In the chat records, the cheat seller repeatedly emphasized that players should never use cheats like wallhacks, health lock, head lock, or teleportation in “PUBG,” as these would exchange data with the server. Using them would result in an instant ban, making it pointless.
Some players joked, “If we can’t use them, why did you make these features?”
The seller replied, “They can’t be used in ‘PUBG,’ but they can be used in other games. Besides, it shows that our cheat package is comprehensive.”
More and more players in the group were playing “PUBG,” so the seller kept reminding them to avoid players getting instantly banned and then arguing with customer service.
Although a banned account could be replaced by buying a new ID and a new Thunder Game pass from the seller, and players who could afford the 980 entry fee for high-end cheats could handle the cost, it was still a waste.
If using a health lock cheat could let them have fun for a whole day, that would be fine, but getting instantly banned meant it was all for nothing.
So, these “PUBG” players only used features like the micro-aimbot, which automatically corrected the aim signal. Players just needed to aim roughly in the right direction, and the micro-aimbot would automatically adjust the position.
Moreover, this micro-aimbot was different from a head lock. Constantly locking onto the head or neck would expose it. This micro-aimbot would constantly shift positions among the enemy’s vital points, making it hard for the system’s detection program to notice.
As long as the player’s acting was decent, other players wouldn’t notice. For someone like Haimi, who was already skilled, occasionally using a micro-aimbot during a livestream was undetectable.
Haimi hesitated for a moment, then asked in the group: “I want to ask everyone playing ‘PUBG,’ have you gotten any chicken dinners?”
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