Chapter 698: The Opponents Today Are So Weak
Qin An was having a blast killing, but the other players were absolutely screwed.
Many players watched the screen as kill notifications from "jademp" kept flooding the feed, all of them trembling in fear...
"What's going on? This guy has killed like a dozen people already. What the hell, is he some kind of god-tier player?"
"No way, isn't *PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds* supposed to be cheat-free?"
"Damn, that name, and he's cosplaying as an AI?"
"Feels like some twisted psycho for sure!"
"Why hasn't he been banned yet? He's killed so many people!"
The players all had their own questions, but since it was a solo queue, they couldn't communicate. They could only hide in corners, terrified of running into him.
But that just slowed down the death rate, and Qin An was having even more fun...
Since the other players were all hiding, fewer kills happened between them. The more people that survived into the final circle, the happier Qin An was.
Because... the rest are all mine!
[21 kills, 14 survivors.]
The safe zone kept shrinking, eventually settling on a hilltop.
Qin An was laughing inside. Normally, if the circle closed on a hill, it would drive him crazy—the AI's aim was so insane, and with little cover on the hilltop, winning was pure luck. But this round was different. The AI had glitched out. A hilltop final circle? That was just a bunch of sitting ducks!
Qin An drove up the hill, and whenever he encountered someone, he killed them without a second thought!
At the top, he pulled out his 8x scope 98k and killed!
Qin An didn't bother counting how many he'd killed. The safe zone was small enough. He moved between the cover on the hilltop, scanning left and right. Whenever he spotted someone, it was a single headshot from the 98k.
A couple of players had level 3 helmets, so the 98k didn't kill them in one shot. Qin An just switched to his SCAR, sprayed a few rounds, and finished them off.
As for anyone trying to fight back... they couldn't even touch Qin An.
The more threatening enemies, Qin An dodged by rolling before they could even raise their guns. Even if he caught a few stray bullets, he'd just heal up and be good as new.
[Winner Winner, Chicken Dinner!]
Another shot from the 98k rang out, and the screen froze. The iconic text appeared in a prominent spot.
"Huh? All dead?" Qin An was a bit unsatisfied. That was it?
The white circle was still pretty big, and he'd already killed everyone?
He checked the kill count: 34 kills!
The chat was exploding. A 34-kill chicken dinner was rare even in low-tier lobbies!
Forget killing 34 people—just finding 34 people in the game was tough for an average player...
"Holy crap, did Boss Qin take some drugs today? A 34-kill chicken dinner in the god-tier server? I'm starting to doubt reality..."
"Feels like the opponents in the god-tier server aren't that strong today. There were a few times I thought Boss Qin was done for, but the opponents just couldn't hit him..."
"Yeah, even though the kills were satisfying, the opponents did seem a bit weak."
"Boss Qin said it himself—feels like the AI glitched. But it was fun to watch."
"Boss Qin, if you could kill like this every round, you'd have become the top streamer ages ago!"
"I just got tricked into watching. What god-tier server? This is just a normal server, right? I was about to flame, but 34 kills in a normal server is still insane. Subscribed!"
"Exactly, this isn't the god-tier server... It's a low-tier lobby, right?"
"Streamer, you put 'god-tier server' in big letters in your title. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"
Qin An had just finished the match and didn't feel particularly thrilled. It was more like, "I haven't even tried, and you've already fallen."
"Well, the opponents were really weak today. I suspect the AI glitched out. This chicken dinner doesn't count. Let's wait until the AI bug is fixed and win another one."
"Ah, killing like this looks good, but it's meaningless. If the opponents are this bad, what's the point of beating bots?"
"New viewers, this really is the god-tier server. It's just that the server might have glitched today, making the AI all stupid. I don't know what's going on either."
"Alright, that's it for today's stream. Same time tomorrow, see you all then."
As Qin An was leaving, the chat kept scrolling. He couldn't help but feel that his streaming career was on the rise.
But some new viewers kept spamming, "This isn't the god-tier server, it's a normal server," which really annoyed Qin An.
This kind of chat had always been around, but today there seemed to be more of it. Probably because the AI glitch made the god-tier server look like a low-tier lobby.
Qin An didn't dwell on it. He logged off normally and went home, eating instant noodles while uploading his videos.
He uploaded the videos to Bilibili, split into two parts: one was a normal god-tier server chicken dinner, and the other was the glitched god-tier server 34-kill chicken dinner.
Qin An's naming difficulties struck again. He thought for a long time before typing the title: "Chicken Dinner on the God-Tier Server Without Cheats!"
After some thought, he added a note in the description: "Part 1 is a normal god-tier server chicken dinner. Part 2 is a glitched god-tier server chicken dinner."
After uploading, there were no replies or comments. Qin An was used to this, so he closed the site and didn't think about it anymore.
He ate his instant noodles while watching a livestream of the god-tier server.
"How strange. It doesn't look like their god-tier server glitched. Did only mine glitch?"
Qin An scratched his head, growing more puzzled. Other people's god-tier servers seemed fine. The AI was still insane, their aim was still perfect, and the pace was still fast.
Why did his god-tier server seem to have glitched, with all the AI collectively losing their intelligence?
"Maybe it was just that one round. It should be back to normal tomorrow."
Qin An didn't overthink it. He watched some videos in the afternoon, got sleepy, and went to bed.
...
Around 7 PM, Qin An woke up hungry. He drank a glass of water and made another bowl of instant noodles.
He remembered the video and opened Bilibili. He was instantly shocked.
"Holy crap, my video made it to the homepage recommendations?!"
Qin An was dumbfounded. Happiness had come too suddenly...
He hadn't had high hopes and thought the video would be buried. But after just one nap, the video had blown up! It even made it to the gaming section's homepage!
The hype was still growing!
Honestly, with Qin An's terrible title, it wouldn't have been surprising if the video got buried. But coincidentally, two small streamers had been in that match, and many viewers had seen it. They posted about it on forums and message boards, sparking a huge discussion!
The posts were seen by Qin An's fans, who immediately shared his stream link and Bilibili account. People from the forums followed the trail and found Qin An's newly uploaded video.
Many didn't believe it at first. A 34-kill chicken dinner? You'd need to at least draft a lie, right?
But when they watched, it really was a 34-kill chicken dinner! And it was fully recorded from a first-person perspective!