Ninth class citizen

Chapter 209 I am a professional

The eyes of the other teammates followed Haydn and fell on Nan Rong.

They didn't seem surprised by these words and even felt it was natural.

Nan Rong was a little puzzled. This was obviously a strategic matter that should be decided by the captain and the commander. Why did everyone look like they were waiting for him to make the final decision?

But the agreement she had signed previously only required her to do the work of an all-rounder, and did not include any additional mental effort.

It is absolutely impossible for Haydn to take advantage of himself beyond the agreement!

"I have no objection." Nan Rong said calmly, without any extra words.

Haydn was acutely aware of her displeasure, but was somewhat puzzled.

I haven't offended her, have I?

"Since you don't have any, let's prepare for the game." He thought for a moment and sent another private message to Nan Rong: "After the game is over, I want to go to your dormitory to discuss something."

"It's too late. Isn't that inconvenient?" Nan Rong replied bluntly.

"Someone asked me to buy medicine from you." Haydn replied: "Since it's inconvenient, forget it."

Nan Rong: ".When it comes to transactions, it's always convenient for me. It's settled, let's go together after the game!"

There are less than three minutes left until the next competition begins.

Just as Nan Rong was about to enter the simulation cabin, the intelligent computer terminal received a friend request from an unfamiliar person.

This was a face-to-face application, and the other party claimed to be Fang Jie, an all-rounder from Rusim University.

This person also participated in the gambling match with Nan Rong last time, and was one of the opponents who "almost" could defeat her.

Nan Rong didn't think there was anything to talk about with the enemy before the war, so he decisively rejected her.

But the other party seemed persistent and sent another application with a message: "I want to discuss a deal with you."

Trade? That means we have a common language.

Nan Rong quickly approved the application and immediately received a message from the other party.

The gist of it is that Fang Jie knows that she is no match for Nan Rong, but due to face and the boast she made in front of her teammates, she hopes that Nan Rong can show some mercy and play a fake match with her in this simulation.

Nan Rong replied coldly with three words: "Impossible."

When she was lying in the simulation cabin, she received another reply from the other party.

"Please reconsider! I'm willing to pay! 3 Cowans, in exchange for you deliberately losing to me?"

Nan Rong looked at this line of words and suddenly felt that this matter could be negotiated.

"5 Cowans, a tie. 10 Cowans, a nice win."

Fangjie was lying in the simulation cabin, his heart beating very fast.

Nan Rong had rejected him so decisively just now, and she was worried that even Cowen Coin would not be able to impress her.

She was one of the few students from a wealthy family in a public institution. Her family had never lacked coins. What she lacked were only points for promotion and a way to enter a higher education institution.

Just now, Fang Jie had received news through the family channel that representatives from higher education institutions from the Blue Jade Star Region and the Capital Star Circle were watching this simulated team battle!
Although the official competition has not yet begun, which player present would not want to leave a good impression in the minds of the spectators in advance?
She knows very well how important the first impression is. When everyone's performance is almost the same, the first impression will definitely add points.

So even if it means spending money, Fang Jie wants to get such an opportunity, an opportunity that allows her to stand out among the school team members and leave a deep impression on the spectators.

But it is extremely normal for the other party to refuse - who would take the initiative to give up such an opportunity to achieve success overnight to others?

Fangjie's greatest reliance is the information gap with the other party.

As long as Nan Rong didn't know that tonight's game was closely watched, as long as Cowen Coin could impress her.

It seemed like a very long time had passed before she heard the other party's reply reminder. She took a deep breath, read the message, and the smile slowly expanded from the corners of her lips to the bottom of her eyes.

It's great to have money. Just 10 Cowens can buy an opportunity to unlimited possibilities.

Fang Jie quickly transferred the money and made a request: "Don't let others see that this is a fake match."

This time the other party's reply came very quickly: "Don't worry, I'm a professional."

Since you have received the money, you have to do your best. In order to make it easier for the other party to shine, Nan Rong specially chose a set of gold crystal armor and a long-handled knight sword.

This kind of armor is not as good as the high-resistance carbide crystal armor in terms of defense, and not as good as the medium-resistance soft alloy armor in terms of agility. The only thing that makes it better than them is that it is golden and majestic.

The same goes for the knight's sword. The light golden sword is covered with patterns and is dazzling in the sun.

Unfortunately, the material is just nickel-copper alloy, which is sharp but not tough enough. In other words, it is easy to break whether it is used to hit someone or being hit.

When Nan Rong came on the court wearing such a cool outfit, his teammates were stunned at first.

During the half-minute countdown, many people asked in the team channel: "What happened to Nan Rong?"

"Is it too stressful? Anyway, we don't care about winning or losing in this game, why don't you just rest in the back?"

"Although he is indeed handsome, I just feel that there is something weird about him. It is not like your usual style."

"Is it because this set of golden crystal armor does not match Nan Rong's temperament?" Qian Duoduo said.

Haydn silently withdrew the message he was about to send.

He felt the same way. Nan Rong was the type that didn't seem dazzling at first glance, but the more you looked at her, the more you couldn't take your eyes off her.

There was a time when Haydn envied Guan Ning, who dared to express his feelings without scruples and was not discouraged even when rejected.

But he couldn't do it. In the past, he did it for his family, but now he felt ashamed of himself.

He knew very well that the gap between him and Nan Rong would only get bigger and bigger in the future.

If he had been less calculating and questioned his own heart more before, perhaps the situation would have been different.

It's past now, there's no point in reflecting and regretting.

"Nan Rong has the right to choose his equipment," he said in the school team channel. "Don't worry about it - the game will start soon."

The competition venue is a circular semi-conical slope with a lava pool of several hundred square meters in the middle, filled with surging bright red magma.

The optional mechas and equipment in this game all have fire resistance. As long as you are not caught in the flames that pop out from time to time, there will be no problem.

As soon as the countdown ended, the mechas of both sides took off at the same time.

At the same time, all ranged attackers used their signature skills and threw them at the enemies on the other side of the volcano.

Xiluo Xinghua’s target is very clear, that is, Gaile, the captain of Luxim University.

In this particular environment, except for the fire-type extraordinary skills whose effects were significantly enhanced, the ice, wood and gold types were all greatly weakened.

The water bullets and metal spikes turned into liquid before they passed through the lava pool, and were evaporated or fell into the pool; the thorny thorns emitted sparks as soon as they appeared and could not grow at all.

However, the other side's two earth-type transcendents were not affected. They quickly built an earth wall to block the fireballs that flew over one after another.

The only long-range attack we can rely on right now is the mecha in the air.

Qian Duoduo alone was enough to deal with two second-level mecha warriors. He nimbly avoided the opponent's pincer attack, and the energy cannon on his shoulder quickly charged and locked onto Gaile directly.

At the same time, Gaile raised his head and looked straight into Qian Duoduo's eyes.

This is absolutely not normal, because the cockpit cover is closed and opaque, and there is no way the other party can look at you.

This was Qian Duoduo’s last thought before he lost consciousness.