Chapter 673: 29 Kills Chicken Dinner!
Chen Mo had fully recovered his health and energy on the bridge. After waiting for a while, he felt a bit puzzled. Where were the remaining four people?
Chen Mo was just thinking about whether to go out and take a look when he heard a series of gunshots in the distance. Kill notifications appeared in his field of view. Haimi and Pallla had been killed by those two AIs...
Chen Mo: "...Wouldn't it have been better to just stay alive in the building?"
Although a small hiccup had occurred, it didn't affect anything. At this point, only three people remained in the entire game: Chen Mo and the two AIs.
After looting Haimi and Pallla's supply boxes, the two AIs once again ran toward Chen Mo.
Chen Mo's AWM ammo was already spent. Going head-to-head with the two AIs in a gunfight was clearly not a wise choice.
By now, the toxic circle had closed in right behind the two AIs, finally settling on the bridge. The AIs moved forward using cover, covering each other with their guns, alternating their advance.
With his AWM empty, Chen Mo's threat to these AIs had greatly diminished. He couldn't lean out and use his M4 for a prolonged spray, as that would expose him to enemy fire.
Zou Zhuo felt his palms sweating. He had been watching from a first-person perspective as Chen Mo killed so many bots, and he felt even more nervous than Chen Mo!
"Boss, there are two of them. What do we do?" Zou Zhuo asked.
Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry. He quickly peeked out from behind cover to confirm the positions of both AIs.
Chen Mo chuckled: "At times like this, we just need to shout, 'Justice rains from above!'"
Zou Zhuo was speechless: "Boss, the circle is so small now. There won't be any more bombing zones!"
Chen Mo said: "No bombing zone? Then we'll just manually create one."
Chen Mo pulled a grenade from his backpack, pulled the pin, waited, and threw it!
After tossing one grenade, he immediately pulled out another, throwing them one after another, frantically forward!
Moreover, his throws were precisely timed. Some grenades were thrown immediately after pulling the pin, with a slight delay, but they landed ahead of the AIs' path, exploding just as they were about to reach them.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
The grenades Chen Mo threw exploded one after another. Honestly, the sound really did resemble a bombing zone!
The barrage viewers were all stunned. A flood of "6666" comments scrolled by. Everyone was asking, how many grenades did this guy have on him?
He had already thrown seven or eight, and he was still going!
Chen Mo wasn't just throwing his own grenades. He had gathered all the grenades from the surrounding boxes and from the AIs who had charged the bridge. Now, he was endlessly tossing them out!
"Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner!"
That familiar line of large text appeared on the screen, and the screen froze at that moment.
Chen Mo didn't know exactly which grenade had killed the two AIs, but it didn't matter anymore.
The final kill count on the screen was frozen at 29!
Zou Zhuo couldn't help but ask: "Boss, how did you actually do that..."
Chen Mo chuckled: "Simple geometry."
At this point, Zou Zhuo's livestream chat had completely exploded, even lagging and stuttering. The viewer count had reached a crazy 1.8 million, and gifts were pouring in faster than he could count!
"Whoa, 29 kills chicken dinner?!"
"This CDX, Chen Duxiu isn't even as flashy as you!"
"Wait, CDX is just the initials of Chen Duxiu, right? Holy crap, so that's what the name means!"
"How the hell did he do that? I feel like I'm still floating. This is like a battle of gods!"
"That movement made me wet. Quick-scoping? New Year's salute gunplay? Bridge foot surgery? Can't learn, can't learn!"
"Damn, I believe this guy is Chen Mo now. Who else is this inhuman?"
"29 kills chicken dinner! Did anyone record it? Upload it quick, I need to watch it again. This is like killing people as easily as drinking water!"
"Little fatty, get Chen Mo to start streaming! We want to watch!!"
Zou Zhuo was speechless. This was supposed to be his own stream, but everyone was talking about Chen Mo...
"Alright, you people. As a streamer, I have principles! I have backbone! I want to get a chicken dinner on my own merits. Carrying isn't my style!"
"You guys are really something. I absolutely won't listen to you. The friendship between me and the boss is pure and will never be tainted by any material or money. Rockets are the same!"
"Uh, thanks to the big spender 'Please Let Chen Mo Stream' for the 50 rockets..."
"Boss, they're asking you to start streaming!"
The viewers all laughed. Little fatty, your principles sure aren't very firm!
But before the little fatty could finish his sentence, Chen Mo had already gracefully logged off...
Zou Zhuo: "...Dear viewers, I wanted to keep riding the coattails too, but he logged off..."
Over in Haimi's stream, it was already in chaos.
"Is this CDX using cheats? 29 kills chicken dinner? Do you think the viewers are idiots? If you're that good, why don't you go pro and save the declining domestic FPS esports scene?"
"The key is, if this were a low-tier match and he got 29 kills, that would be one thing. But this is definitely not a low-tier match! Haimi and Pallla, both famous for their aggressive gunplay, only got top five. This match was full of monsters!"
"He must be cheating! Top-tier high-tech cheats, or else I'll eat three pounds of shit!"
"Give it a rest. PUBG has detection programs. Cheaters can't even get into the game! And even if some high-end cheats could get in, they'd get banned instantly if caught. They say killing too many people triggers system detection, but look at this CDX, killing so many—did it trigger anything?"
"Heh, PUBG has few cheaters, but that doesn't mean there are none!"
"Alright, stop arguing... I just came from the little fatty's stream. That CDX is Chen Mo..."
"Chen Mo?? Chen Mo is cheating too?!"
"...Pfft, what the hell is wrong with your brain? Chen Mo designed this game. Would he cheat on a livestream? He'd have to have an entire Pacific Ocean's worth of water in his head to do that!"
"Should we report him?"
"You're going to report Chen Mo to Chen Mo for cheating? You're a real genius, aren't you!"
As a major streamer, Haimi had a ton of blind fans. At first, they were clamoring to report CDX and get justice for Haimi. But as soon as they heard CDX was Chen Mo's alt account, they had nothing to say...
No temper...
First, it was common knowledge that Chen Mo was good at games. He could beat Origin players. Getting 29 kills in one match wasn't too outrageous. Second, Chen Mo was the designer of PUBG. Haimi depended on this game for his livelihood...
But many of Haimi's blind fans were still unconvinced. The reason was simple: this was an FPS game!
In this kind of game, life and death were decided in an instant. Even for top players, getting a chicken dinner relied on luck.
Many of Haimi's blind fans were still discussing it privately, even holding conspiracy theories. They thought Chen Mo was using his status as the designer to openly run auxiliary programs. As a designer, making a program for himself was too easy, and he didn't have to worry about detection.
He was the highest authority himself. Who could detect him?