Chapter 695: Someone Ate Chicken in the Immortal Server?!
After this, Qin An spent his time grinding his skills in the Immortal Server while watching first-person perspectives from the high-end AI.
He also made sure to turn on the recording feature for every stream, waiting for the day he’d run into Chen Mo again to prove he wasn’t an AI.
But the suffocating part was—Chen Mo stopped playing the Immortal Server…
This left Qin An feeling incredibly frustrated. A golden opportunity for fame had slipped away for no good reason…
In reality, if it were any other streamer with a large core fanbase or even paid shills to hype things up, they’d have already made the whole “I am JadeMP” thing common knowledge. But Qin An had no footage, few core fans, and no one pushing hard to promote him. Even posting on forums barely made a splash, and buying shills was out of the question—Qin An had no money. Plus, he was pretty lazy himself, thinking there was no need to prove anything over this. He’d just wait until he ran into Chen Mo again and record it then.
Moreover, many players had already accepted that this JadeMP was an AI, since Chen Mo himself had said so. When they saw someone claiming the JadeMP account, their first reaction was that it was just someone riding the hype train. They’d close the content without even looking, or even start flaming outright.
Qin An really wanted to encounter Chen Mo again, record it, and prove himself perfectly. But Chen Mo wasn’t playing anymore…
He simply never logged in, so Zou Zhuo couldn’t spectate him either.
Qin An was a bit annoyed, but he was a pretty easygoing guy, so he just kept streaming.
Still, there was a silver lining.
Chen Mo’s sudden reappearance had reignited the Immortal Server’s popularity.
At first, many players thought the Immortal Server was just a bunch of cheaters messing around, so while they were curious, they only saw it as a novelty. But when Chen Mo mentioned there were AIs in there? And that the AIs could punish the cheaters? Players got instantly interested!
After Chen Mo stopped showing up, the players who enjoyed watching the Immortal Server flocked back to the various spectating streams. Many streamers even specifically hunted for high-end AI matches, and viewers loved it.
Qin An stood out as a breath of fresh air among these streamers because he claimed to be in the Immortal Server, but no one believed him…
On one hand, Qin An consistently ranked in the top 20 on the Immortal Server, often breaking into the top 10, and occasionally even getting a chicken dinner’s leftovers. Players simply didn’t believe this was the Immortal Server, since even cheaters with subtle aimbots couldn’t achieve those results. On the other hand, new viewers would see Qin An’s ID—JadeMP—and immediately say, “Trash streamer riding the hype train, not watching!”
Qin An was at a loss for words. It was me first, damn it…
This thing had blown up, so when viewers saw Qin An using that ID, their first impression was that he’d changed his name to leech off the fame, and they felt nothing but contempt.
Also, the Immortal Server and the regular server were two different servers, so IDs could overlap. When Chen Mo created the AIs, to make them look more like players, he randomly sampled IDs from actual player names. So when viewers saw Qin An’s ID, they didn’t think he was that AI—they thought he was just playing on the regular server…
At first, Qin An tried to explain, but no one believed him…
New viewers would say, “Chen Mo already said it was an AI, the streamer’s lying!”
Others asked, “Streamer, how’d you snag that ID? Is your account for sale?”
Eventually, Qin An stopped explaining and just focused on streaming…
Even so, more and more players started following his stream. Soon, his follower count hit over ten thousand. Qin An didn’t overthink it; he just happily streamed and practiced his skills every day. For him, having this many people watching was already satisfying. After all, he’d been playing for so long without a single chicken dinner, and these viewers still supported him—it moved him deeply.
“Come on, I’m getting that chicken this time!” Qin An thought to himself.
At the experience store, Qian Kun yawned. Chen Mo wasn’t around today, so Qian Kun was slacking off, goofing around during work hours.
He’d gone to bed late last night, so his head was still a bit foggy during the morning shift.
*PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds* was developing excellently. In its competition with *Wolf Soul: Modern Battlefield* and *Blaze Assault 2*, it was steadily gaining the upper hand, especially in terms of buzz, where it completely crushed the other two games.
Chen Mo had also been busy with invitations lately, having just left for Magic City yesterday.
The popularity of *PUBG* was felt more keenly by professional clubs than by ordinary players. As its heat kept rising, major clubs were starting to prepare for forming pro teams and holding professional leagues.
Of course, promoting *PUBG* as an esport still fell to Chen Mo, so the clubs had specifically invited him to Magic City to discuss tournaments and professionalization.
As for whether *PUBG*’s pro scene could take off… Was that even a question? Chen Mo had already proven his foresight and expertise in esports with *League of Legends*’ S-series World Finals. If other game companies couldn’t make esports work, Chen Mo definitely could!
Qian Kun had nothing to do, so he opened the *PUBG* operations management backend to check the game data.
Although banning cheaters and sorting them into the Immortal Server were all handled automatically by the Eye of God system, manual review was still needed. The *PUBG* project team had a dedicated group responsible for reviewing the Eye of God’s actions, coordinating with customer support to prevent false bans and lift them immediately if any were found.
“Huh? A player ate chicken on the Immortal Server?!” Qian Kun was shocked. What the hell was this?
Among a pile of system notification messages, one stood out: a player with the ID JadeMP had gotten a chicken dinner on the Immortal Server!
Qian Kun didn’t watch streams, so the ID meant nothing to him.
According to the Eye of God’s system design, when a player got a chicken dinner on the Immortal Server, an alert had to be triggered.
The Immortal Server was essentially an anti-cheat mechanism. Its design intent was to ensure that all cheating players could only be dominated by the AIs, never getting a chicken dinner. So, if a player did get a chicken dinner there, only two possibilities existed: the most likely scenario was that the player was using a brand-new, powerful cheat, requiring an update to the AI system and the Eye of God system, and possibly considering an account ban; the extremely unlikely scenario was that the player was genuinely skilled enough to beat the AIs with just a subtle aimbot.
The reason this latter possibility was so unlikely was that the AIs’ aim was as good as a subtle aimbot, while their game sense completely crushed the players. Most players using subtle aimbots lacked the perseverance to learn movement or game sense—otherwise, they wouldn’t resort to cheating as a shortcut.
So, Qian Kun’s first thought was whether a new type of cheat had emerged.
He quickly opened the Eye of God system and started checking its evaluation of this player.
But the more he looked, the more confused he got.
“What does this mean? The Eye of God judges… this player isn’t cheating?!” Qian Kun was dumbfounded. What was going on here?