Chapter 254 - 254: 252: The Final Battle Begins!<div>
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Both games were developed by Cloud Dream, and Samuel didn’t have any reservations about operating them.
yers were happy to see it, as they yed around with each other in thement section.<div>
Seeing this post at home, Little Chun also found it quite interesting.
After some thought, she decided to create a special permanent magic spell for “Light Encounter” yers to use once it was exchanged, allowing them to conjure up tomatoes in the game.
“Hmm, it will definitely have a dramatic effect,” Little Chun nodded seriously.
Hearing her idea, Randall’s face was full of hesitation.
He now highly suspected that Lincoln had thought of all this beforehand and was intentionally teasing the yers.
And it seemed like Little Chun was learning some bad habits!
What would this magic spell be used for once it was given to the yers? Was there any doubt?
It would surely be a taunting action, right?
Instead of saying “You’re so bad at this!” when they saw other yers ying poorly, they would simply conjure up a tomato and throw it at them.
But Randall couldn’t control Little Chun, so he could only pull her up from the sofa where she was ying with her phone, urging her to go for a walk together.
Based on the doctor’s advice, Little Chun needed to do her best to maintain a certain frequency of exercise.<div>
However, it was still summer, and it was still hot outside after work, so Randall always waited until after dinner to go for a walk with Little Chun.
Some things were hard to say out loud, but not thinking about them was nearly impossible.
On one hand, Randall was learning about the financial, energy, and medical knowledge preparations needed for long- term life-sustaining medical equipment, getting ready in case Little Chun would someday have to live in the virtual world permanently.
On the other hand, he prayed every day for a miracle to happen to Little Chun. His phone contained information on eighteen miracle cases
These cases were all diagnosed with ALS at an early stage and were given by doctors no more than three years to live.
But they miraculously lived for over 20 years! And they are still alive!
Some were paralyzed in bed, while others were still in wheelchairs and able to manage their daily lives.
No doctor could exin why the progression of their disease slowed down, or even slowed to a halt.
Such cases were often broadly referred to as “miracles of life.”
Every day, Randall would secretly look at the cases on his phone, praying and following global medical technology advancements, while also praying in his heart that the same miracle would happen to Little Chun.
Saturday.<div>
Lincoln, as always, keptzing in bed, saving his energy for the afternoon’s work – watching thepetition.
Camille Victoria again unified their thoughts in her Grand Alliance group chat: Wear blue tops and don’t wear red clothes!
Don’t hesitate at the beginning, go directly into the middle circle, then rally and charge towards the inner circle.
Do not attack each other until all enemies are cleared!
Even after sessfully clearing all enemies, do not start attacking immediately!
Everyone agreed on a 10 -minute peace time, after which they would disperse, find cover, and then have a fair battle!
Everyone expressed their support, saying unity was strength and that they would firmly execute the n.
Super Tomato’s Grand Alliance group, eSports club professional yers and fan alliance group, forum group, discussion group…
One by one, the Grand Alliances decided to withstand the pressure of the Red Armored Brigade and enter the match with their agreed-upon outfit colors.
They roughly estimated the number of people in all the Grand Alliance group chats and found that together, they already made up more than 70% of the total qualified teams.
From this, it can be inferred that even if individual yers who qualify insist on forming the Red Armored Brigade, they wouldn’t be able to sweep the battlefield like they did in the sea selection battle.<div>
Now, they need to make the most of their numerical advantage as much as possible!
Managers of various clubs happily discarded their red “battle uniforms” and put on dark green jackets with various brand logos for their professional yers.
Although the gaming event held by Cloud Dream wasn’t an officialpetition, and there was no high prize money, the astonishing poprity and considerable exposure over the past week had far exceeded many traditionalpetitions.
Moreover, due to the simrity between the event and apetition, clubs and sponsors had already begun to operate it as apetition.
As a result, yers will receive the club prize money and additionalpetition rewards from sponsors without any discount for their achievements.
Therefore, the clubs prepared for this event as they would for arge-scalepetition. However, the outfits were still far from enough.
Next, it was time for the club’s stylists to take the stage, designing hairstyles for the yers, and applying appropriate makeup.
After much effort, the stylists finally nodded in satisfaction and indicated that the yers could make their dazzling debut!
At the same time, Shuihua skillfully asked her roommates to help her request sick leave so she could skip her afternoon makeup ss and return home.
-Requesting sick leave on her own was impossible; her headteacher’s eyes were too sharp; she would see through it in an instant.
After the mock examsst week, Shuihua’s parents became more lenient after confirming that her grades were steadily improving. Now, they didn’t strictly forbid her from ying games, even if it was too frequent, as long as she used the excuse of “rxing and relieving stress.”
However, this time she won’t let the system randomly match teammates again. Cloud Dream gave her onest chance to adjust her team.
But It was limited to the yers among those who qualitied.
Mainly to help iplete teams to fill their rosters, Shuihua joined Camille Victoria’s team, whichcked one member.
Now, wearing a light blue beach floral shirt and a neat ponytail, she was fully prepared and ready for thepetition to begin.
Three live broadcast rooms and sixmentary seats were already in ce half an hour ago.
All major live streaming tforms pulled outrge banners to promote the event from the morning.
Obviously, the massive traffic they received over the week gave them a taste of the sweetness.
At Cloud Dream Studio, not only the “Assassins’ Alliance” group led by Randall but also many other employees logged into the virtual office to watch thepetition in front of therge live broadcast screen.
However,pared to the focused operation team, they were more rxed, with a bunch of snacks and beverages prepared, just like a team-building movie event.
This caused frequent side nces from the operation team members.
With everyone eagerly awaiting, the final battle day officially began with the first round!
Seven maps, seven battlefields, and nearly 70,000 yers simultaneously set foot on the Metropolitan Battlefield!
Like a meteor shower, they plunged to the Earth!
However-
“Dong- Dong- Dong-”
Before the yers who were still in the process ofnding could see theirnding location, they suddenly heard the bell ringing from the metropolitan church !
Immediately after”Woo-I’
The city’s air raid siren sounded abruptly, and the piercing rm beeped in the sky!
This unusual scene immediately caught the attention of all yers.
Obviously, the final battle day would not be a simple repetition of the sea selection battle!