Chapter 702: Foreign Aid, European Sniper God?
On the day of the "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" streamer tournament.
Shanghai.
After the pre-tournament hype, this streamer competition had reached an explosive level of attention. Massive audiences had flooded into the live-stream rooms of various platforms, with the cumulative number of viewers nearing ten million!
This level of buzz was even approaching that of the domestic "League of Legends" league.
Of course, the promotion of "PUBG" esports events was still in its infancy and couldn't achieve the widespread recognition of "League of Legends." But purely in terms of numbers, this streamer tournament could be considered a spectacle watched by all.
The live-stream screen still showed the waiting interface, featuring the countdown to the match start, the event name, the list of participating teams, and the detailed schedule.
The tournament was scheduled for Saturday and Sunday, with three matches played each afternoon. After all matches were completed, the top three teams would be determined based on data such as chicken dinners, kills, and ranking points.
A total of 25 teams, comprising 100 players.
Before the match began, viewers were already buzzing with discussion.
"Hurry up and start, I can't wait! Why are they dragging their feet!"
"Look at Old P's team roster—there's actually Haimi?! Haimi is his teammate?"
"Is this Jademp also on Old P's team?"
"Huh? Isn't that the name of an AI?"
"No, it's a streamer with the same name, just recently got a bit popular. Pretty entertaining to watch him stomp noobs in the lower ranks."
"On Boss Qian's team, why is there an unfamiliar ID? This Mud is a high-ranked random player on the domestic server, but this Hason—I don't think I've seen him on the domestic high-rank leaderboard?"
"Is that ID a tribute to the European Sniper God? A knockoff."
"Who knows, maybe he's a real-life friend."
"Boss Qian boasted before the tournament that he was going to win the championship!"
"Win the championship? Did he ask my God P about that?"
"Hmph, teaming up with a cheating streamer, sinking to a new low!"
Before the match started, fans of various streamers were already on the verge of clashing. Needless to say, there were both blind fanboys and trolls pretending to be fans. Whenever there was a competition, chaos was inevitable.
The countdown on the screen hit zero. After a promotional video for the event, the live broadcast of the match officially began!
"Welcome everyone to the live stream of this 'PUBG' streamer tournament. I'm the host, Zhang Yang, and sitting next to me is the popular streamer, Miss Lin Xue!"
"Hello everyone, I'm Lin Xue."
Zhang Yang and Lin Xue greeted the audience, triggering another wave of dense bullet comments in the live-stream room.
Zhang Yang was now a contracted host and commentator for Yanhuang, while Lin Xue was specially invited by the organizers to boost viewership. Their appearance effectively stirred up the players' enthusiasm.
As a streamer, Lin Xue could have participated in the tournament, but she lacked confidence in her skills and didn't want to hold her team back, so she settled for being a special guest.
"Alright, what you're seeing now is the venue for this streamer tournament. All players are already debugging their machines and ready to go. Allow me to introduce the organizers of this event: they are Thunder Interactive Entertainment, Yanhuang Esports, Moyu Live Streaming Platform..."
Zhang Yang was earnestly introducing the various organizations hosting the event, while the camera panned across the entire venue, first showing a wide shot, then sweeping past each participating team.
In the spacious venue, there were rows of gaming pods, grouped in sets of four, totaling 25 teams.
In front of each team's gaming pod was a large display screen showing the team's name, points, and current ranking.
Additionally, in front of each player's pod was a slightly smaller screen displaying the player's name, in-game ID, and some personal stats, such as kills from the previous round and cumulative kills.
Since there was no audience seating, the venue didn't need to spend a fortune on large displays. Only a smaller screen was set up for the two commentators.
The equipment was still being debugged, while Zhang Yang and Lin Xue engaged in small talk, waiting for the match to start.
The on-site VR gaming pods were all brand-new, high-end versions. The pods had no external ports, and before and after the matches, staff would inspect them to ensure fairness.
Presumably, in such an important tournament, no streamer would dare to cheat on the spot—that would be risking their entire streaming career.
Zhang Yang looked at a list in his hand and said, "Many viewers are probably very concerned about the player composition of the participating teams. We've been keeping a lot of secrets, but now we can finally reveal them."
"What's now displayed on the big screen is the detailed roster of the 25 teams. Notably, Old P's team consists of three streamers and one foreign aid, and that foreign aid is the former streamer Haimi, whom everyone is very familiar with. Truly unexpected."
"On the other side, Boss Qian's team has a player we must highlight. He's not a streamer; he's a professional player, and a foreign professional player at that!"
"He comes from Europe and is known as the 'Sniper God'—Hason! He hasn't officially transitioned to 'PUBG,' but his aim and skills are absolutely not to be underestimated. It seems the addition of the Sniper God should make this streamer tournament even more thrilling and exciting!"
At that moment, the camera timely focused on Hason. He was a slender white young man with short blond hair, giving a slight smile to the camera before entering his gaming pod.
The shot flashed by, but the bullet comments in the live-stream room exploded instantly!
"Hason? Holy crap, so it's not a knockoff, it's the real deal??"
"Is it really the European Sniper God? Damn, how did Boss Qian manage to get him as a foreign aid?"
"What the hell, this is cheating! Bringing a top European pro to play against domestic streamers? Does that guy Qian have no shame?"
"Heh, the rules don't say you can't bring foreigners. Boss Qian used his own connections to get a foreign aid. If you don't like it, go get one yourself!"
The bullet comments immediately erupted into arguments, mainly because many people hadn't expected such a shady move.
Although the level of domestic FPS pro teams was decent, overall, they lagged behind Europe and America.
Europe and America had always been relatively strong in FPS games, with some inherent talent and legacy.
In reality, Hason hadn't come to this streamer tournament intentionally. Otherwise, with such tight timing, he might not even have gotten a visa.
As it happened, Hason was on vacation in China recently. When Boss Qian learned about the streamer tournament, he conveniently contacted him through some personal connections and invited him over.
Hason was more than happy to oblige. It was just a two-day tournament—stomping some noobs while making a ton of money. Why not?
Genius remembers this site's address in one second: