Chapter 142: Chapter 140: I Am Really a Genius


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    Yi and Ye Lang a bit big, both anchors, carrying their weapons, went to Ye Lang’s virtual world again, and began implementing the “Broken Window


    n”.


    But Lincoln had already turned his attention to other live broadcasts.


    Because he already knows what the results would be for these two people.


    – Yi would be dismayed to find that this inconspicuous small window facing the street was actually fitted with an extra-thick, super-strong bulletproof ss.


    Maybe it could be shattered with just a few hits from an axe, but topletely break through the ss, he’d need to put in a lot of effort and swing a fire axe for half an hour.


    That’s more than enough time for the police toe and go five times!


    Moreover, ording to Lincoln’s design, the police in the world of “Assassins’ Alliance” fully inherited and carried forward the fine tradition of American police –


    As long as they see you holding a weapon, they will empty their magazines without a second word.


    At least in the beginning stages of the game, yers can’t fight back at all.


    “Mavis, how many yers are trying to break into the bathroom?” Lincoln asked curiously.


    “Mavis hasn’t been paying attention, let Mavis check.”


    Lincoln watched as Mavis’ eyes glowed faintly and she revealed a dazed expression. He habitually reached out to pat her head.


    Soon Mavis came to a conclusion: “Mavis knows now! There are currently 3.16 million yers online, with more than 680,000 trying to enter the bathroom, including 670,000 male yers and over 10,000 female yers.”


    “Huh?” Lincoln was very surprised, and even stopped patting Mavis’ head.


    “Over 10,000 female yers are trying to break into the bathroom?”


    He soon realized, “Oh, you mean they entered the bathroom after their NPC boyfriends finished showering, right?”


    “Not at all! Does Mavis look like a dumb girl?!” Mavis shook her head dissatisfied, not letting Lincoln pat her head anymore.


    “Mavis knows what master means, and has already ruled out that possibility! What Mavis is telling the master is that there are yers who want to break in and take a peek while their virtual boyfriends are still showering.” “Good fellow!” Lincoln was genuinely surprised.


    So, human curiosity is really gender-neutral and equal between men and women, huh?


    “Alright, alright, sorry, Mavis, don’t be angry, okay? I know Mavis is the smartest! ”


    “Yes! Mavis is the smartest!” Mavis swayed happily, her mood instantly lifting.


    “Let’s look at Lance next? See how professional yers are doing.” “Okay!” Mavis simply opened another live broadcast window.


    Professional yers signing live broadcast contracts has also been a new source of revenue for clubs in the past two years, especially for star yers from various clubs who basically have live broadcast contracts.


    Lance’s y remains the same – focused and professional only.


    He opened his eyes, ignored his girlfriend’s nagging, changed clothes, took money, and went out.


    He went straight to thepany by taxi, ignoring all distractions outside of the main missions, not wasting a single moment.


    At this moment, he’s already at thepany, sitting at his desk.


    The medicine to alleviate panic attacks had already been taken from the drawer, opened, and he held three pills in his hand.


    Then Lance began to wait quietly for the fatdy boss to appear.


    – Fast is truly fast, but boring is also truly boring.


    “The game just got released, and ying with a speedrun mentality is really tiring,” Lincoln shook his head and sighed.


    He looked at other professional yers’ live broadcasts, and eight out of ten of them were hurriedly pushing the main mission, afraid to fall behind others by a single step.


    “Nevermind, let’s just watch something interesting.” Lincoln swiped these live broadcast screens aside, found Super Tomato’s live broadcast, and put it in the middle.


    Super Tomato did not disappoint him.


    Super Tomatopletely ignored the mission and didn’t run around exploring the city. Instead, he sat in a taxi not knowing where he was going.


    At first, when Lincoln saw that he was not looking for loopholes around the world. he was relieved for a moment.


    But once he recognized Super Tomato’s destination, he immediately realized he was horribly wrong!


    This guy skipped the plot missions and went straight to the assassin base!


    Super Tomato stood not far from the textile factory, looking at the castle-like towering assassin base – this base, as the ultimate level, was naturally magnified many times, and many enemies were packed into it.


    He didn’t rush over, but first issued a spoiler warning to the audience in the live broadcast room: “From now on, there will be game content spoilers. If you don’t want to be spoilered, I rmend you to mute or temporarily leave the live broadcast room.”


    After waiting a moment, he began to exin: “Friends, this castle is actually a textile factory, and there’s an assassin base inside the factory. So ording to the plot, they need my help right now.”


    “Do you remember the opening movie when entering the game? The dead big back-headed assassin, Mr. X, their ace assassin, and also my old dad. As the son of an ace assassin, I naturally have a gifted talent and need to shoulder the responsibility of avenging him while also helping their organization clean up.”


    “By following the normal mission path, I would be attacked by a traitor in the convenience store. They were trying to eliminate me ahead of time. And this assassin’s organization will dispatch a super beautiful woman to appear and save me when I’m attacked, and then bring me here.”


    “So I thought, if I skip all theseplicated plots and juste to their base and knock on the door. This way, not only can I skip a bunch of missions and walk ahead of everyone, but I can also save them from the loss of fighting. Isn’t this a win-win situation?”


    “Ah! I am such a gaming genius!” Super Tomato said smugly, “When they see me, they must be overjoyed and wee me, right? Friends, this is the importance of using your brain! Use your brain when ying games!”


    With that, he confidently and expectantly walked towards the wooden door.


    This amazing skipping plot gamey instantly increased the number ofments in the live broadcast room, with countless audience members eximing “awesome”!


    For a while, arge number of “666”, “The Light of a Learning Tyrant”,


    “Invincible”, and “Pro yer”ments flooded the screen like a stream.


    However, on the small sofa of the spaceship, Lincoln tactically leaned back and couldn’t help but burst intoughter, with Mavis also slumped on the sofa, clutching her stomach fromughing.


    Lincoln couldn’t bear to watch what was about to happen next.


    Under the watchful eyes of nearly a million viewers looking forward to it, Super Tomato entered within a five-meter range of the door.


    The next moment, a dull gunshot sounded “bang”.


    A wisp of thin blood mist sprayed out, and Super Tomato fell to the ground, not dragging or being muddy at all.


    It wasn’t over yet, followed by “bang” and “bang” two more shots, hitting the already dead corpse of Super Tomato.


    The assassin who fired the gun feared that he wouldn’t die, so he went on to shoot more.


    At an instant, the barrage on the full screen was cleared.


    At this unexpected twist, every viewer couldn’t react for a moment.


    What’s happening? What happened to the overjoyed wee they talked about? What happened to the warm wee by the doors?


    Could it be that you assassins call this a wee?


    “Hahaha!” Lincoln couldn’t hold back anymore, bursting intoughter, while Mavis was sprawled on the sofa, covering her stomach withughter. After a few seconds, Super Tomato resurrected in the small house at the start of the game.


    This was the price he paid for not following any plot.


    The textile factory was a crucial plot point, so naturally, Lincoln had set an automatic checkpoint outside it.


    However, there are both plot checkpoints and open-world checkpoints for the automatic checkpoints.


    Plot checkpoints follow the plot and are unlocked as the plot progresses, while open-world checkpoints need toplete the tutorial missions – basically, the progress opened for internal testing, to be unlocked.


    Super Tomato didn’t do any plot missions, so he was sent directly back to the spawn point.


    In the game, the embarrassed Super Tomato said, “Well, there were some technical mistakes just now, everyone don’t imitate…”


    ‘”‘Technical Mistake’”‘


    “”Do not imitate’”‘


    ‘”Genius’”‘


    The barrage immediately began to y with the joke, mercilessly kicking him while he was down.


    On the other side, Camille Victoria finally finished up her virtual house and was about to log in to the game with satisfaction.


    A surprise iing call notification popped up suddenly.


    Almost simultaneously, Lincoln’s mobile phone rang as well..