CS: I became Top 1 by grinding my skill level

Chapter 103 The Shrimp's Unlucky Constitution

"Tick-tock one"

A raindrop fell from the sky, wetting one corner of Niko's eyebrow.

This time it was really over. He walked down the street, trying to strike up a conversation with passersby in English.

However, this unfamiliar hotel was located in a remote area, and the flow of people coming and going was not very high.

Just like in the finals, Old Ni was very unlucky. In half an hour, he talked to more than a dozen people, but he didn't meet a single one who spoke English.

Not only that, he also took out his phone, which was already low on battery, and gave the person a lecture, translating and gesturing at the same time.

Not only did it have no effect, but my phone battery was also almost empty—less than 5% left.

"Splash—"

""

The raindrops grew heavier, soaking Niko's upper body, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

It's hard to make out what the shop sign looks like anymore; there's only a large "Shop for Sale" sign standing at the entrance.

Niko, of course, couldn't understand the crooked Chinese characters. Right now, he could only squeeze under the eaves as much as possible to avoid the slanting rain.

Under the red transfer sign stood Niko, who would soon also be transferred by the red battleship FaZe.

If Han Tian were here, he would probably quickly take out his phone to take a picture; the background and the person are a perfect match.

"Whoosh!"

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the rain showed no sign of stopping. The wind and rain were mixed and the intensity was increasing.

"Damn it, today is such a daring day!"

Niko was frowning, from falling down when she woke up in the morning, to other guests secretly taking away the boiled egg she wanted most at the hotel buffet, to the translator suddenly disappearing at the nightclub entrance.

His experience that day was a prime example of bad luck... almost like his failed CS career.

"[Hey traitor, are you really going to slink away like this?]"

A sentence echoed in Niko's mind.

In the morning, Niko received a Facebook post from his teammate Olaf, and even though he knew it was just a joke, he still felt disappointed.

Niko joined MOUZ, which was then a German-speaking team, at the age of 18. He was always an introverted, chubby guy with only a mediocre command of English.

His nearly two-year career as a rat was far from smooth, as he did not win a single significant championship.

Until he joined the big family Faze, he met Olaf, the humorous older brother who helped him practice English, Rain, his close friend with similar interests, and Karrigan, the super awesome team leader and older cousin.

These three individuals had a profound influence on Niko, transforming him from a shy, chubby boy into the dashing, muscular young man he is today.

They won many major championships together, which was the happiest time of Niko's life, and he thought this kind of life could continue forever.

The team fell apart after their defeat at the 18 Boston Major...

Perhaps people are more likely to recall sad things when they are down on their luck.

At this moment, Niko's good mood, which had eased due to his vacation, vanished. He was facing a Major defeat, being forced to take on a commanding position he didn't like, the team's performance getting worse and worse, being falsely accused by the community of kicking out his teammates, and the impending departure from the team he loved most.

All the pressure he's been under lately exploded in Niko's mind like a sudden clap of thunder.

He slowly squatted down, his fingers unconsciously scratching his hair, his face showing a mixture of pain and sorrow.

Looking back on his career now, Niko suddenly realized...

"I never imagined that all the hardships I went through would turn out to be nothing but failures."

'

The wind whipped up rain, which lashed obliquely against Niko's dejected face.

He stood motionless, his soaked figure appearing thin and forlorn in the rain, like a stranded shrimp tossed ashore by a giant wave, powerless to struggle.

"Does someone like me even deserve to be an idol for young players...?"

Niko's mind conjured up the image of Han Tian's youthful face—the boy who had once told him that he considered him his idol.

"Wait... something's not right!"

Suddenly, Niko seemed to realize something, and the desolate atmosphere was instantly broken, because he discovered a blind spot.

"Speaking of Han Tian...did he give me a Chinese mobile phone number?"

"Click"

Around 9 PM, at the Orange Club base, in a corner of the players' dormitory on the second floor.

"Thank you for saving my life!"

Old Ni, wrapped in a bath towel, looked relieved and gave Han Tian a bear hug on the sofa.

"Wait... I still don't understand... how did you fly from the nightclub to the suburbs?"

Han Tian was still completely bewildered. This was understandable, as he had received a distress call from Niko, who said he was trapped near a hotel with a yellow sign.

Niko didn't know Chinese either, so she took a blurry picture of the hotel's GG sign and sent it to Han Tian.

However, just as Han Tian was about to ask for more location information, Lao Ni's phone shut down.

With no other option, Han Tian had to rely on a blurry photo. He searched for the photo on his phone while directing the taxi driver to run around.

Finally, in front of a small hotel in the suburbs, we saw Old Ni, who was soaked to the bone.

When Niko was on the phone with Han Tian, ​​his phone suddenly turned off, and he was completely stunned.

Whenever he felt he had had enough bad luck, life would comfort him: "It's okay, because things are about to get even worse."

""

One can imagine Niko looking disheveled and miserable in the wind and rain.

When he saw a taxi suddenly stop in front of him, and the person who got out was none other than the familiar young Han Tian, ​​his excitement was second only to winning the Boston Major (although that didn't happen).

In the spare dormitory of the Orange Team building, Han Tian listened silently to Niko's experience and was deeply moved.

"This level of bad luck... Old Ni must have been cursed..."

"7

He somewhat understood why Niko had missed out on all the majors this time. While personal mentality was certainly a factor, he was also incredibly unlucky.

"I just consulted the captain, and he'd be happy to let you stay here temporarily... so don't worry."

"6

Of the five spare dorm rooms in Orange, only Zhou Wanli is currently living there. However, at this time, he should still be out having a late-night snack and is naturally unaware that superstar Niko is living next door to him.

After hearing about Niko's ordeal, team leader and boss Du Sinian offered to let him stay there for the night and return to the hotel the next day when the translator had some news.

"Hey God, take me to your training room, I've got a real gem for you..."

""

"What big treasure?? I'm not gay..."

Despite saying that, Han Tian still led Niko to visit the team's training room.

"Clatter"

At night, the dark training room was empty. Han Tian touched the switch on the wall and turned on the funeral lamp.

Niko sat in front of Han Tian's computer, skillfully turning it on and logging into her Steam account.

Han Tian was somewhat surprised because he knew that professional players' accounts involved a lot of things, and there were a series of problems such as expensive items being stolen, accounts being misused for cheating, etc.

The vast majority of professional players will only log in on devices they absolutely trust.

Han Tian blinked slightly. In just over ten days, Old Ni had come to trust him so much.

"As a token of my gratitude and to express my hopes for your future, I am giving this to you as a gift."

"Niko smiled and pointed to the screen, where a bright pink light entered Han Tian's eyes."

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