Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 263 Researching a Strong Team Demo
There is good news and bad news for Lyon.

The good news is that his teacher is not very responsible and doesn't care much about his being basically unconscious during classes during the day.

The bad news is that we were not completely irresponsible. After his condition continued for a few weeks, we still notified his parents.

Leon's parents knew exactly what their child was like, so they came directly to the game store to block him.

When he saw his parents, Leon's first reaction was to run away, but light travels in a straight line, and when he saw his parents' eyes, his parents also saw him.

"Leon!"

Not far away, I heard my mother's angry shout.

"I knew you were here. Look at what a mess you are in now! Is it easy for your parents to feed you and send you to school? What do you want to do?"

Many players in the store looked towards the door. Eating melons is a hobby that transcends race.

Although it is not uncommon for parents to come to the game store to catch their children, but they all know Leon, and it is different to eat the melons of acquaintances or strangers.

There were several people who had a good relationship with Leon, often frequented the store, and sometimes even slept here. They felt that Leon might not have an easy time tonight, and wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say, as it was always bad to interfere in family affairs.

Leon, who had been nervous and flustered when he first saw his parents, had calmed down and walked forward with determination.

The self-confidence that was not in line with his age made the mother miss the slap she wanted to give her son. She felt that her son was a little strange.

"I want to play the game." Lyon replied calmly.

"Can you play games for the rest of your life?" Mom's tone softened, not as aggressive as before. "We won't hurt you. This is all for your own good. Go to school, find a stable job, and live a stable life..."

The mother tried to persuade him earnestly, while the father stood by with a stern face, acting as the atmosphere controller.

Common family education is that children cooperate, the mother plays the friendly role, and the father is the strict one.

“You can’t play the game for a lifetime.”

“Is that right?” Mom thought Leon had figured it out.

"I don't need to play for my whole life. As long as I win first place in the auditions, I'll get 10,000 gold coins. There will be even more in the finals. You won't be able to earn 10,000 gold coins in your entire life. I just need to win this once."

For ordinary people in this era, most of their lifetime income only adds up to a few hundred gold coins, and those with better jobs may be able to earn thousands.

If we ignore inflation and don't squander, 10,000 gold coins will be enough for Lyon to live a life of luxury.

"Why don't you listen to me, kid?"

"Because I'm right."

"Can you guarantee victory?"

“I am currently the player with the highest probability of winning.”

"A high probability doesn't mean it's certain!"

……

The two of them started arguing with each other.

Finally, the lady who had been standing nearby interrupted them.

"Hello, I have no intention of intervening in your family's internal conflicts, but I need to communicate with the Lyon player about something."

The lady extended her right hand politely, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Grace."

Before my mother could react, my father pulled her and whispered, "The city lord's daughter."

The couple suddenly became nervous because they had never been in close contact with a noble.

"Has our Jia'ang done anything bad? He is still young, please be tolerant..."

Unlike his timid parents, Leon doesn't care about nobility or not.

"So, does the City Lord's Mansion not allow me to play games?"

"Leon!" Mom quickly covered Leon's mouth.

Hearing him say this, Grace was not angry, but smiled slightly.

Competitive competitions require a fearless and aggressive character. You will not achieve good results if you are timid and submissive.

I hope he is not the kind of person who loses his mind after acting on impulse.

"On the contrary, I want to hire you to play games. To be more precise, I want to hire you to defeat the devil players in the game. This is the short-term goal." Grace introduced.

"what?"

Afterwards, the family sat in Grace's carriage and listened to her detailed introduction to this job called professional game player.

Coming to the game store in person to recruit is, on the one hand, a way of showing respect for Leon.

He is the only confirmed member of the planned fight against the Devil Squad, as he is far ahead in the ladder score, while other candidates still need a round of battle screening.

On the other hand, it is true that Lyon is not easy to find. Without a mobile phone and without logging into a social media account, you can only go to school or game stores to catch it.

"The contract is for one year and covers all competitions within this year. If you defeat the devil team that comes to Shuangta City for the audition, you can renew the contract in advance. The basic monthly salary is ten gold coins. There will be additional bonuses based on the results obtained in the competition. In addition, you can also get a share of other endorsements and sponsorships."

The family looked at each other, stunned by this contract that seemed too good to be true.

Not to mention bonuses and endorsements, as long as you sign the contract, you will get 120 gold coins steadily.

It is more than 200 times the annual salary of someone of Leon's age working in a factory, and nearly ten times the annual salary of Leon's father.

And unlike the 10,000 gold coins, you have to be the first to get them.

"Ahem." Mom coughed softly, signaling Dad to speak quickly. This is such a big matter and he needs to think about it.

Seeing their hesitation, Grace said, "I guarantee the legality and validity of this contract with my family's reputation. To be honest, your family doesn't have anything that I could forge. If you really need to consider it, you can give me an answer by the day after tomorrow at the latest."

"No, I'll sign the contract." Lyon answered directly.

Then I said to my parents seriously: "Give me a year. If I can't make a name for myself, I will go back and study hard."

"Very good, happy cooperation."

The professional players planned by Grace are indeed very professional, and Lyon has been equipped with people who are specifically responsible for coordinating various matters.

Probably similar to the role of an agent.

He then took a leave of absence from school as he needed to devote himself to it full time.

The biggest difference between game competitions and other sports is that the amount of training required for games is much higher than traditional sports.

In other words, traditional sports cannot sustain the same high training volume as games.

For professional gamers, it is common to train for more than ten hours a day.

If you practice traditional sports for so long a day, you will be close to death.

Therefore, it is difficult for gamers to balance competition and school.

There is no way. Those who practice for six hours cannot beat those who practice for ten hours.

Life as a professional player is all new to Leon.

Living in a closed training base, there is a dedicated person in charge of three meals a day.

My daily routine has also become fixed. I get up at 11 o'clock every day and do running exercises.

Although the game does not require high physical strength, you must be prepared to play in a continuous rotation and reserve enough physical strength to play 17 games at a high intensity, which is the worst case scenario for a match against the devil. You need to win five games at a time and play every game to the full.

After lunch, I had free ranking, starting around 3pm, and played training matches with the experts I had arranged with, which lasted until the evening, and then I reviewed the games under the guidance of the coach.

Lyon finally met Toto, the strongest gamer whom he dreamed of surpassing, and the coach who only appeared in the review session.

Coach Toto looks very small, and every night when he comes, he seems to be still asleep and can’t open his eyes.

At first, Leon thought that the Drogo Group had assigned her an unbearable workload, but later she found out that it was not the case.

Because Leon gradually discovered that many of the "experts" with fluctuating levels he met in the ladder were actually accounts used by Toto to level up.

In other words, she worked at Drogo's during the day, worked as a part-time coach at night, and stayed up late to complete the coaching orders when she returned home at night.

incredible.

Lyon was moved by Coach Toto's love for the game, so he practiced frantically during the night's qualifying time, striving to catch up with Toto's game time.

But this is a bit of a misunderstanding of Toto. What she loves is not the game, but the gold coins. It’s just that the game happens to be her fastest way to make money.

As the training days passed, there were fewer and fewer people in the base.

There were nearly twenty people who came here with Leon, all of whom were candidates for the final team.

Keep eliminating until only five are left.

Some people can't stand such a high-intensity life and choose to leave.

Others were forced to be eliminated because of their low winning rate against Lyon.

As the main player, Lyon has always played the role of an imaginary enemy in internal training. All other candidates have to play against him, which is both a training and an assessment.

Because the Red Alert match is one-on-one, there is no need to consider cooperation and tacit understanding. Those with a high winning rate stay, and those with a low winning rate leave. It's that simple.

It was also here that Lyon realized the cruelty of competitive games.

When someone was eliminated, he cried and begged for another chance, which was his last chance to make money.

Lyon thought about letting the opponent win in the game, but this would not escape Toto's eyes, nor would it change the fact that someone would have to be eliminated. Helping one would hurt the other.

There have to be losers.

On the tenth day after arriving at the base, with less than twenty days left before the official match against the Devils, the final five candidates were also determined.

Now they need to compete for the order of appearance. According to the plan, the strongest Lyon will be the main player, and the second strongest will be the first.

This is in the hope of giving the Devils a head start in the first inning.

Different rankings will get different bonuses after winning.

At this stage, even the position of Lyon's main general is not completely certain. If there is indeed someone else whose winning rate exceeds his, then everything will be based on the winning rate.

But Lyon is confident of keeping his position.

At eleven o'clock, Leon got up on time. He now had to practice until five in the morning every day and slept less than six hours, but he had gotten used to it.

I moved my wrist which was feeling a little uncomfortable, washed up, and prepared to go out for a run.

"Leon!" The team leader called him, "Stop training for now and go to the training room to get familiar with the new equipment."

"New equipment?" Leon was confused.

Isn’t it enough to just have a sandbox when playing Red Alert?

"Yes, it's called a home console. You and the coach will each have one. It's hard to explain in words. You'll understand when you come and see."

Then he took him to the training room.

"You are the first one to arrive, so you can pick a machine you like, but it doesn't really matter. This is the trial model given to us by the Zhuoge Group. It hasn't been officially launched yet, but the configurations are the same." The team leader introduced.

Leon studied the strange machine.

It's a bit like a magic viewer, a big box with a screen in the front. The difference from the magic viewer is that this box is also connected to another cylindrical object, which should also be a magic device. The two are connected by several tubes engraved with runes.

"How to use this thing?"

Leon looked at it for a long time but still couldn't understand it.

And what does it mean to call this thing a host? The name sounds like it is one level higher than other machines.

"Oh, wait a minute, you can't turn it on directly. You have to connect the magic stone first. It took me a whole morning to figure it out."

The team leader moved a magic crystal stone and placed it on a special base, then connected the base's conduit to the main unit case.

"The magic stone of this thing is just placed outside?" Leon asked curiously.

"Yes, according to the Drogo Group, the function of the magic stone is only a temporary transition. In the future, the magic energy will be directly input into thousands of households through the lines. At that time, we just need to connect the host to the line. It sounds ridiculous, right?"

The team leader answered while operating.

Leon thought about the future when magic energy could be directly input into the scenes of his home, and he couldn't imagine it at all.

How many magic stones do I need to prepare?

"Ha! It started up successfully! I am indeed a genius in using magic devices!" the team leader said excitedly.

"Didn't you say you'd been studying it all morning?"

"Yes, but I was following the instructions this morning. This is my first time turning on the computer on my own."

Leon shrugged, indicating that he had nothing to say, and it looked like it took him only a few steps to turn on the computer.

"Hey! Don't underestimate me. This thing is very valuable. If you accidentally break it, you can afford to pay for it, but I can't. Even Miss Grace hasn't used it."

"What does 'window' mean?" Lyon didn't respond to the leader's words, but pointed at the logo and the huge word "window" on the screen and asked.

"I don't know. Never mind. It seems to be the name of this whole system or something. It's not important."

The boot-up lasted a full two minutes.

But Leon didn't feel it was slow at all. Such a complicated magic device was running in just two minutes.

Then the screen turned white and a beautiful picture of blue sky and grass appeared.

"Dang! The host is amazing."

"That's amazing? Isn't this just posting a picture?"

"Listen to me, this thing can be a mobile phone, a music player, a game console, and many other functions at the same time, but we won't be using those for a few days. What we're going to use today is this."

The leader pointed to an icon against a blue sky background.

“YouTube.”

“YouTube?”

"You know, the names of the Drogo Group are always confusing. Anyway, this is for watching videos."

"Isn't that the magic vision machine?"

"It's different. Here you can choose what you want to see."

The team leader said as he operated a small device on the table.

"Oh, this is called a mouse. It looks like a mouse, so the name is quite appropriate. The host is controlled by it."

Move the mouse to the YouTube icon and click it.

Then, the cylindrical magic device made a buzzing sound and light came out from it.

After waiting for another minute, a new picture appeared on the screen, a web page, but it was full of pictures and titles, and the largest one at the top was moving.

The leader uses the keyboard to type in the search box.

"Red Alert Devil Video."

Soon, a lot of content related to this topic appeared.

"We'll use it for this," the team leader said. "The game videos of the Devils we're going to play against are all on this YouTube channel. It's time to study them."

(End of this chapter)