Chapter 711: Poverty Makes Me Evolve
"Hello everyone, I'm Qin An."
Qin An looked a bit shy in front of the camera. Like many professional players, before stepping onto the stage and making a name for himself, he was just an ordinary internet-addicted youth. Now, being watched by millions of players, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I can see that everyone is still very excited, so I'll keep it brief. First of all, Qin An, is it true that you've been playing in the Immortal Realm server and actually managed to get a chicken dinner?"
Qin An nodded: "Yes, but that round had a bit of luck involved."
Zhang Yang said, "You're too modest. Without strong gunplay and skill, even if you got the perfect circle every time, it would be impossible to get a chicken dinner."
"By the way, a reminder for all viewers: the video of Qin An getting a chicken dinner in the Immortal Realm server is still up on Bilibili. You can go check out his impressive performance back then."
"Now, for the next question: many viewers are asking, how did you come up with the idea of training in the Immortal Realm server, a training method that could be called self-torture?"
Qin An scratched his head awkwardly: "Well, mainly because at the time, I couldn't afford to buy a PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds account."
Zhang Yang was a bit confused: "What does not being able to afford an account have to do with the Immortal Realm server?"
Qin An explained: "It's like this. Back then, Immortal Realm accounts were sold really cheap, so I bought this account for just over 100 yuan."
Zhang Yang: "...So, you didn't actively choose to train in the Immortal Realm server?"
Qin An shook his head: "No, it's because the account I bought could only play in the Immortal Realm server."
He added another sentence: "I guess you could say, poverty made me work hard?"
Zhang Yang was a mix of laughter and exasperation: "That's really an interesting misunderstanding. So, what do you think kept you going in the Immortal Realm server?"
Qin An: "Mainly because I couldn't afford to buy a regular server account."
Zhang Yang coughed dryly: "Well, the officials have now given you a special account that can freely switch between the regular server and the Immortal Realm server. Will you still go back to the Immortal Realm server?"
Qin An thought for a moment: "Probably. I'll mainly stick with the Immortal Realm server from now on."
"Why?" Zhang Yang asked.
Qin An: "The regular server has no pressure, and it might cause my skills to regress."
Zhang Yang: "..."
He was a bit shocked by how naturally Qin An had dropped that boast. After a two-second pause, he asked: "Well, many viewers say they're inspired by you and want to go to the Immortal Realm server to train. Do you have anything to say to them?"
Qin An scratched his head: "Well... it's better to just stay alive. Besides, Immortal Realm server accounts are expensive. Spending a thousand yuan just for a ticket to see what the Immortal Realm server looks like isn't really worth it."
Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, that's a very sincere and down-to-earth piece of advice. Thank you very much, Qin An, for accepting our interview, and once again, congratulations to the four streamers for winning this streamer tournament!"
"I believe many viewers still have more questions for them. No worries—they should be back to streaming soon, and you can ask them directly in their live rooms then!"
"Thanks again to all the viewers for your company over these past two days. More official PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds tournaments are being organized. We'll see you there!"
As the background music played, this streamer tournament came to a perfect close!
The live broadcast signal cut off, and after pulling a wide shot, the stream began replaying the tournament.
But the heat in the live room didn't diminish at all; in fact, the barrage of comments only increased!
"Wow, Qin An is so cute! I'm totally his fan now!"
"Laughing my ass off, such a straightforward interview answer. The birth of the Immortal Realm Master actually came from being poor!"
"Po-Poverty makes me evolve?!"
"I feel like boasting is something you're born with? What's this about the regular server having no pressure, and then telling everyone not to go to the Immortal Realm server to torture themselves? Mom, he's taken all the boasting for himself!"
"Heh, everything he said is true. How is that considered boasting?"
"Go check out his performance in the regular server. I feel sorry for the other 99 people. Sending him back to the Immortal Realm server is a protective mechanism for regular players..."
"Qin An: Attention, 99 people on the island, you're surrounded by me. Surrender your weapons immediately!"
"I've decided—tomorrow I'm buying an Immortal Realm server account and starting my own path to immortality!"
"Bro above, take care on your journey. I'll be waiting for you to sell it second-hand..."
"Where's Qin An's live room? Where's the fan group? I want to go watch!"
"When is Qin An going to start streaming? I can't wait to see the Immortal Realm server!"
...
At the competition venue, Qin An, Old P, Haimi, and Zou Zhuo were all still immersed in the joy of victory.
There was no doubt about it—Qin An had become famous, and hugely so.
Although he was still dirt poor, even having his return train ticket bought by Old P, he was bound to rise quickly from here on.
The heads of several streaming platforms all crowded around, trying to poach him for their own platforms. The Moyu streaming platform, in order to keep Qin An, immediately offered him a contract worth tens of millions annually.
Several club managers also swarmed over, wanting to sign Qin An as a professional player for their PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds division, even offering him the position of team captain with the freedom to choose his teammates.
Old P and Zou Zhuo also received various promotional resources from the Moyu streaming platform, with dedicated staff handling their promotions.
Even Haimi was fought over by several streaming platforms. In the end, Moyu re-signed a contract with him, hoping he would resume streaming.
In this streamer tournament, although Qin An was the absolute star, Haimi had also shown his strength during the matches, and public opinion had become much more lenient toward him.
But to the surprise of the Moyu streaming platform, Haimi refused.
"I'll talk about streaming later. I... want to go pro." Haimi had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes held an unprecedented determination.
Just then, Hason and Boss Qian walked over.
Hason didn't speak Chinese, and Qin An's English was terrible, so Boss Qian volunteered to act as a translator.
"You played very well. I'm completely convinced. I never expected to run into a player like you. But be careful—in Europe, there are many players as strong as me, and they're all on the same team."
"In the professional scene of FPS games, on the world stage, it won't be like today, where you can turn the tide all by yourself," Hason said.
Qin An smiled: "No problem. My teammates will get stronger too."
Hason smiled and shook hands with Qin An: "Then, we'll meet again at the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds world championship. I hope on the final stage, I'll have another chance to snipe against you."
Qin An nodded: "See you there."
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