CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

Chapter 102 The Shrimp is Trapped

"That friend you mentioned... could it be you...?"

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"I swear to God! I, Ike, may be a bit of a jerk sometimes, but I would never lie to—my brother Tian, ​​who's going to treat me to breakfast for the next month!!"

Ugh, how disgusting! Han Tian turned his head away with a look of disgust, trying to avoid Ike's sudden, affectionate gaze.

After a conversation, Han Tian understood.

Ekko had a very good teammate from the match-fixing club he was in before. When Ekko was planning to escape, he received a lot of help from that teammate.

The problem is that after Ekko broke away, he received help from Dussner and joined Orange, which gave him another chance to continue on his professional path.

However, his teammate recently left the match-fixing club after his contract expired.

However, he discovered that every match-fixing he had participated in for the club had become an indelible stain on his professional career.

Even if that teammate joins any other professional team, even a legitimate one, the previous match-fixing club will use his past misdeeds as leverage to force him to continue fixing matches for those bastards, even on other teams.

This teammate chose to leave the professional scene and become a small-time streamer. As the business was in its early stages, life was quite difficult.

Upon hearing this, Ike immediately lent out all the tens of thousands of yuan he had saved, feeling that this was a way of repaying the kindness of those who had helped him escape from the hellish place.

"The path of match-fixing... once you embark on it, it's hard to turn back."

Han Tian was deeply moved after listening to this, because in his previous life, the professional CS scene in China was still rife with betting, match-fixing, and cheating until 2030.

Huaxia CS is like an addict addicted to drugs, suffering from continuous poverty and weakness for many years due to the various dark and chaotic situations.

Top-ranked players on the ladder are cheating, and match-fixing is rampant in the professional scene.

A large number of club managers and streamers even colluded with overseas betting companies to personally manipulate betting odds and direct their players to throw matches.

Han Tian felt nothing but disgust for match-fixing.

He knew it very well.

If it's true that professional players' salaries were ridiculously low a decade or so ago, and the older generation of esports players could only afford to eat vegetables occasionally to survive, while it was wrong, it's at least understandable.

However, in today's CS clubs, at least the salaries of young players are much higher than their educational qualifications, with the minimum starting income being 10,000 yuan per month.

Moreover, most professional players in China would likely be unable to find a decent job to make a living if they didn't pursue a professional career.

But the greed in people's hearts is endless. Once they taste the sweetness of something, they become addicted.

In the face of adversity, true CS players, driven by their pure beliefs, will never allow themselves to stray onto this evil path.

To put it bluntly, Han Tian believes that as a professional player, one should follow Niko's example and always adhere to one's original intentions.

Just like how Old Ni won a major, if he couldn't win it the first time, he'd try twice; if he couldn't win it twice, he'd try three times... and if he couldn't win it seven times...

"Sigh~"

As he thought about it, Han Tian sighed.

For no other reason than that Han Tian, ​​who possesses memories of his past life, knows that even when Lao Ni retires in 2035, he will never have won a Major trophy of his own.

At 38 years old, Niko had a red rating all year, and he frequently lost focus while aiming his gun during matches.

Finally, on their seventh attempt to reach the Major finals, they lost the crucial match point round because the three boxes in the small town couldn't hold off the CT's AWP, repeating the scenario from the 18 Boston tournament.

After the match, amidst fierce criticism from young CS players in the CS community, 38-year-old Niko retired in disgrace.

"Ring ring—"

Han Tian tore open the lollipop that Ike had given him, ready to taste what was so special about the lychee flavor.

His phone suddenly rang.

I picked it up and saw, "Caller—Niko."

"This is the domestic number I gave to Old Ni. Why would he suddenly contact me using this?"

Han Tian gently put down the lollipop and quickly pressed the answer button.

"Boom boom boom!" The energetic dance music resounded throughout the dance floor with an ear-piercing volume.

It was evening in a nightclub in Jinan.

Following the recommendation of her translator, Niko leisurely entered this nightclub, which had the highest rating in Haidong Province.

It must be admitted that China's development has been like a rocket launch, and even the facilities of its nightclubs are no less impressive than those in Europe.

Watching the men and women swaying their heads on the dance floor, Niko, contrary to his usual behavior, did not join in the dancing.

He shook his head slightly, feeling that something was wrong with him.

The offseason is coming to an end, and in three days he will finish his journey and return to FaZe to spend one last time with his old teammates.

Niko felt great during his ten-plus days in China, which allowed him to temporarily forget about the worries of the team and the competition.

As the return date approached, and because the Quancheng Electric Snake team wanted to have him take some more photos, he decided to return.

Thinking that he should say goodbye to Han Tian, ​​Niko set off from Shanghai back to Jinan, and prepared to take a flight from Jinan Airport back to Europe a few days later.

"Is 23 years old already considered old?"

Standing outside the nightclub, Niko suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. This shouldn't be happening, right? Didn't he used to love going to nightclubs to relax?

Drinks, beautiful women, music—a paradise-like place.

Previously, Niko could forget all about the bullshit major and have a blast in this place.

But for some reason, I'm no longer allergic to such beautiful places...

"Perhaps... I shouldn't come to places like this for children anymore..."

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Niko shook his head, touching his increasingly long beard.

Since he couldn't stay any longer, he figured he should hurry back to the hotel and find Han Tian on Steam to play some duo queue.

"Wait a minute... where's my translator?? Where did such a big translator go??"

Because of the language barrier, the electric snake brand specially funded a young translator to accompany Niko, who has troubled the translator quite a bit during Niko's trip.

But now... the translation is gone.

Old Ni hurriedly turned around and went back to the nightclub to look for him, but it was packed with people, and after searching around, he still couldn't find him.

Having no other choice, Old Ni took out a Chinese mobile phone.

Because of China's unique domestic and international network regulations, Electric Snake specially provided Old Ni with a mobile phone with a China SIM card.

Old Ni only planned to go clubbing for a short time before leaving home, so he simply left his other phone at the hotel.

"Beep~ Beep~"

I called the translator, but the phone rang for ages and no one answered.

There was nothing Niko could do but wait, but an hour and a half passed and the translator still hadn't appeared.

That's it. In China, where the language is different, Old Ni would be completely lost without a translator.

My phone only had a dozen or so bars of battery left. If the translator didn't arrive in another half hour, I was afraid I'd have nowhere to go.

"No! I have to save myself!!"

Niko had an idea. He waved to a taxi parked on the side of the road, determined to try getting back to the hotel on his own!

Finally, ten minutes later, a taxi stopped in front of the blond, blue-eyed foreigner.

Niko typed "Intercity Hotel" into the translator and showed it to the driver.

"Oh! Chengji Hotel! I know it well! Let's go, teacher!"

The driver stepped on the gas, and ten minutes later, he got off the bus, took a hundred-dollar bill from Niko, and skillfully gave him change.

The old nun beamed with pride, pleased with her quick thinking and willingness to try.

"See... as long as you work hard, you'll definitely find a way out. That's true for life, and it's true for your major..."

After getting off the bus.

"Where the hell am I??"

Niko was stunned when he saw the surroundings; this wasn't his hotel at all!

"Hey! Sir!"

Niko quickly tried to stop the taxi to explain.

"Pfft—"

Unexpectedly, the driver was focused on taking a lot of orders. As soon as Niko got out of the car, he stepped on the gas and the car had already sped 800 meters away.

"It's over..."

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The shrimp's whiskers trembled slightly; the old nun was on the verge of tears.

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