National destiny: Global tower climbing skills have decreased by 10,000 times.

Chapter 106 Quick Search

Ye Fei began to climb the steps.

This time, he didn't deliberately slow down the pace; he directly attacked the third-level boss at the fastest speed.

Then leave the game running and wait for your opponent to make the first move.

However, starting from A7, the opponents began to show weakness, many of them dying halfway through, and Ye Fei often won by simply waiting.

Occasionally, someone manages to make it to PVP, but they're already low on health as soon as they enter.

Ye Fei deliberately held back his attacks and even gave up the initiative, but after only a few rounds, his opponent fell down, and the battle ended.

Compared to the previous battles that lasted more than an hour, these advanced matches were much quicker, all ending in just a few tens of minutes.

If the opponent dies halfway, it will be even faster.

Therefore, Ye Fei even had the illusion that fighting at a higher level was easier than fighting at a lower level.

"What exactly is going on?" Ye Fei said softly.

When we reached A9, my opponent also died halfway through, the game ended before it even started.

He unlocked the advanced level 10 smoothly, but then another problem arose. He waited for the system notifications again and again, but no one came.

"Nobody here again?" He re-matched.

"Expanding your search to find suitable competitors —"

The message popped up two or three more times, and he waited for another two or three minutes, but still no one responded.

"Sigh, I give up." Ye Fei sighed and clicked on Advanced Level 7 again.

He was thinking of playing again from A7 to A9, and if no one was in A10, he would play another round.

Keep searching until you encounter someone; this will allow you to expand your search area as much as possible and increase your chances of meeting an expert.

However, what he didn't know was that there was still too little time, and so far, no one had successfully reached the tenth level of advancement.

The few people who reach A9 are matched against the same few opponents repeatedly.

But without exception, both of them died on the road to the challenge.

"Then let's play it again."

He started from A7 and worked his way up.

Some opponents died during the challenge, some ran out of health as soon as they entered PVP, and some lasted for two or three rounds; they were all pretty much the same.

He played with ease, even finding it somewhat boring.

He wins simply by clearing the level; he doesn't even need to prepare any PVP strategies.

They played for several more hours.

When he reached the third round, A8, his stomach suddenly growled.

Ye Fei stopped scrolling, stretched, and loosened his stiff neck.

"Why haven't I encountered any skilled players yet?" he complained casually. "I'm getting hungry from playing so much."

Xingyuan had just finished a game when he heard this and sensed something was wrong. He slammed his mouse down and slid his chair over.

"No skilled players? How is that possible? How many games have you played? Let me check your records."

Ye Fei didn't stop him. Xing Yuan leaned closer to the screen and opened the battle history.

He flipped through the pages one by one. His expression, which had been calm at first, changed drastically after only a few flips, and his hands slowed down.

After flipping through the pages a few more times, his expression became increasingly distorted. Finally, his fingers suddenly stopped, and there was something strange in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fei asked him.

"This—" Xingyuan pointed to a record, his voice trembling, "This 'Fiblod' is 'FireBlood' from the Eagle Nation, a warrior player in the top 20 of the A9 clear leaderboard!" He scrolled down to another record: "This one is 'NizeaI' from the Will Nation, this year's third-place finisher in the Malfunctioning Robots Western Continent Cup!"

Further reading: "This one, 'PurGod,' nicknamed Purple God, is America's number one observer."

"He just won his first Grand Slam in an international amateur tournament last month!"

"And this too—"

Xingyuan's hand speed increased, and records flashed before his eyes.

His expression shifted from calm to shock, then from shock to disbelief: "The people you beat—they're all top-ranked professional players from various countries." His voice was slightly weak.

Ye Fei propped his head up with his hand, unconvinced: "Really? I don't see any difference between these and the others."

Xingyuan didn't reply and continued scrolling down. When he reached a certain entry, he suddenly froze.

"Hanada Celebrity." He stared at the ID on the screen, his voice trembling slightly. "When did you type that?"

Ye Fei leaned closer for a look: "It's daytime, so what's wrong?"

Xingyuan didn't answer and continued scrolling down.

He scrolled through a few more, his fingers beginning to tremble slightly. An ID was prominently displayed on the screen.

『Jas』.

"Jason—" Xingyuan murmured, turning to look at Ye Fei: "You beat Jason?"

Ye Fei thought for a moment, and seemed to have some impression, but it was very vague. He replied, "I think so, but I don't remember very well. There are too many malfunctioning robots in the United States."

"What's wrong?"

Xingyuan took a deep breath, trying to keep his tone steady: "Do you know who this Jason is?"

Ye Fei shook his head: "Who is it?"

Xingyuan sighed again, looking helpless: "Jason is currently ranked second in the world on the A10 completion leaderboard, second only to Park Jin-hyuk."

Xingyuan slowly explained, "He's a world-class malfunctioning robot competitor. There are only a handful of people in the entire world who can beat him."

Ye Fei said "Oh," without changing his expression: "Oh, I see."

Xingyuan almost fainted when she saw him like this.

He had previously thought Ye Fei was at least a top-tier expert, and hadn't considered anything higher.

But now it seems that Ye Fei's strength is in no way inferior to the world's top.

"What's with your reaction?"

Xingyuan was somewhat angry and continued to press, "Didn't you feel anything at all when you hit him?"

"Don't you feel anything is wrong, or do you feel any extra pressure?"

Seeing his serious expression, Ye Fei thought about it seriously for a moment, but ultimately shook his head: "No."

"I deliberately dragged it out for a few rounds to see if he had any tricks up his sleeve, but he didn't."

"Aside from playing a bit slower, I feel like I'm no different from the other opponents."

Xingyuan fell silent.

He was once ranked second in the world, one of his rivals and targets. He spent countless days and nights striving to take that next step.

Now you're telling me you didn't feel anything?

And he said it so casually, as if he had just brushed away a little monster on the roadside.

Just then, Euro pushed open the door and walked in.

"Mr. Ye, the car is ready."

"As per your request, we've chosen the most understated style; you're ready to go anytime!"

Ye Fei stood up from his chair: "Okay, you don't need to arrange a driver for me this time, just let him drive." He pointed to Xing Yuan.

Ouluo bowed slightly: "Yes."

"But—for overall security reasons, you still need someone to accompany you."

Ye Fei asked, "Who's going to follow?"

"Let Xiao Wei go with him."

Oulo replied, "Just let him be the driver, I'll make sure he gets a new outfit."

Ye Fei thought about it and felt it was appropriate.

"Alright."

He had just turned around to grab his coat when he suddenly stopped, turned back, and added, "Oh, and remember one..."

He pointed to Xingyuan.

"He's in charge now."

Ouluo paused for a moment, then understood: "I understand, I will pass it on to Xiao Wei."

Xingyuan sat in his chair, and upon hearing this, shook his head with a wry smile.

As the sun set, a dark gray minivan slowly drove out of the villa's garage.

Xiao Wei, dressed in dark casual clothes, sat in the driver's seat with a serious expression.

Xingyuan, on the other hand, was impeccably dressed, wearing a very high-end formal suit and had his hair tidied.

He sat in the passenger seat, looking energetic and exuding an extraordinary aura.

Compared to his previous "decadent otaku" image, he seems like a completely different person.

Ye Fei occupied the entire back seat by himself, leaning against the window and watching the scenery outside rushing past.

The car quickly drove onto the highway, heading towards its destination—the Fushan Provincial Esports Association Building.

Halfway there, Xingyuan was still thinking about what had just happened.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet." Xingyuan suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Fei.

"I used to think you were just a player with exceptional talent, but I never imagined you could be this strong."

"How exactly did you train?"

Ye Fei thought for a moment, then said half-jokingly, "I'll say it, actually I'm a time traveler."

"In that world, everyone's gaming skill level increased by an average of ten thousand times. Do you believe it?"

Xingyuan chuckled: "Haha, don't joke around. You must be hiding some secret from me."

Ye Fei knew he wouldn't believe him, so he simply said, half-truthfully, "Okay, then I'll tell you. Actually, I've really liked this game for several years."

"At first I played by myself, and later I explored on my own while watching various guides and live streams online."

"I've played so many games, thousands of hours, and that's how I ended up like this."

Xingyuan thought he hadn't finished speaking, so he waited a few seconds, but he didn't hear the rest of the story.

That's it? Just like that?

"That's all." Ye Fei shrugged.

"that's all."

Xingyuan was skeptical and didn't ask any further questions.

The car fell silent. More than an hour later, the car drove back into the city and stopped in front of a white building.

The streetlights on both sides were very bright. At the entrance of the building stood a large stone with several gold-plated characters engraved on it: "Fushan Provincial E-sports Association".

Xingyuan straightened his collar, opened the car door, and Ye Fei and Xiao Wei followed behind him.

As soon as the three of them reached the door, a middle-aged man in a dark blue suit came to greet them.

He was also dressed in a formal suit, seemingly a staff member, with a professional smile on his face, and looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

He is Zeng Ji, the person in charge of esports team affairs at the Fushan Provincial Esports Association.

"Mr. Xu, welcome, welcome!" He extended his hand to Xingyuan and greeted him warmly, "The captains have been waiting inside for quite some time. Please, everyone, come in!"