Madness! Mad Dragon is out of prison!

In a bean-themed game, each person earns 20 yuan; the one who gets fewer kills loses.

Ye Huang was quickly revived by her teammates.

He controlled the umbrella and landed in the center of the city.

Iron Tower shouted, "Brother, there are three teams fighting around you. My suggestion is that you find a toilet and lie down."

Ye Huang said, "Chaos creates more opportunities."

"As long as we break through the encirclement, we will surely achieve something."

He awkwardly maneuvered his game character to land and search for supplies.

He may seem dull, but he is actually quite steady.

In this game, Iron Tower got 3 kills and Number 3 got 6 kills.

Another player was clearly from another dormitory, and he also got 2 kills.

Green hair, 0.

We're almost at the final rounds, and the chances of a comeback are slim.

The three men died one after another during their journey into the city.

So, he could only watch as the lone leaf turned yellow.

Seeing that the character he was controlling smelled strongly of vegetables, the three of them smiled knowingly.

Ye Huang smiled too.

He doesn't have time or the means to play games.

But that doesn't mean he's bad at it.

This game tests your reaction speed.

Coincidentally, his reaction speed is at least ten times that of an average person.

After gradually adjusting the keyboard and mouse parameters, the character became visibly smoother.

Suddenly, Ye Huang made his move.

With two quick taps, they snatched someone else's kill.

Before the three could react, Ye Huang had already reached another window and opened fire again.

Two more heads were added to the tent.

Iron Tower exclaimed, "Holy crap, your luck is incredible!"

Ye Huang chuckled.

The scene changed rapidly, and the two felt dizzy and lightheaded.

They simply couldn't understand how Ye Huang could accurately hit the enemy with such high sensitivity.

Ye Huang, however, was enjoying it.

With almost all parameters maxed out, the screen would disappear completely when an average person simply moved the mouse slightly.

But in Ye Huang's eyes, this speed was still a bit too fast for his brain to keep up with.

In a fleeting glimpse of the scene, all the information is captured, allowing for an instantaneous judgment.

His hands moved with lightning speed and were as steady as a mountain.

To fully leverage the advantages of high-end laptops.

The iron tower stood up and looked around at the yellow leaves.

"Holy crap, would anyone believe I didn't use cheats?"

Number Three casually tossed his long hair, a strange glint in his eyes: "Bro, which team are you a professional player for?"

Ye Huang smiled shyly: "It's just good luck."

In just three minutes, Ye Huang managed to rack up 8 kills, including both kills and additional kills.

He wiped out the surrounding teams.

The number of spectators also reached 15.

Number Three suddenly exclaimed, "Something terrible has happened! You killed several cheating streamers, and they're reporting you like crazy!"

"The viewers in the live stream are all cursing, saying they're getting dizzy from all the nagging."

Ye Huang remained noncommittal and continued his rampage.

In a real battlefield, he is still able to take a holistic view and make brilliant judgments.

What's more, gathering information in this game couldn't be easier.

This isn't a cheat, but it's even more terrifying than a cheat.

After confirming that Ye Huang hadn't used any assistance, Iron Tower and Number Three became very excited.

He immediately wanted to acknowledge Ye Huang as his boss.

With such a powerful person leading the way, wouldn't we be able to walk around with impunity from now on?

Number Three simply spammed the chat in the streamer's room without saying a word: "If you're bad, practice more."

Seeing his favorite streamer gritting his teeth and cursing Ye Huang with a ferocious expression, he instantly became a hater.

"Damn, they're using cheats and then hiring online trolls to cover it up? That's outrageous!"

"This kind of madman must be confronted in person. Everyone, wait for my good news."

The streamer was so angry when he saw number three spamming the chat that he almost had a stroke.

Because number three is his die-hard fan, yet he is leading the mockery, which is unforgivable.

Green Hair heard the cheers outside and felt a pang of anxiety.

He rushed out, but the game was already over.

"I'll tidy up first, you can play by yourself."

Ye Huang stood up and made way for him.

"Okay, you go ahead and get busy. Once we're done, we'll take care of the fourth row."

Green Hair sat down, glanced at the settlement screen, and looked as if he had been struck by lightning.

"This...how is this possible?"

18 kills, chicken dinner!

Keep in mind that when he went to the restroom, there were only 25 survivors in the entire venue.

Aside from their teammates, almost everyone was killed by Ye Huang.

Green Hair had never achieved such an exaggerated record in his entire life.

He jumped up excitedly: "Ye Huang, you are the angel sent by heaven to save me!"

Number Three, however, started shutting down his computer and exiting the game.

The Eiffel Tower also quietly cancelled its preparations.

Green Hair yelled, "Seriously? I only won one game and you're already running away?"

Having lost too much before, Green Hair naturally wanted to strike while the iron was hot after recovering his losses in one go.

Number Three said coldly, "You're celebrating too soon. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be banned this round."

Iron Tower said, "That's right, at least a month. You'd better change your number as soon as possible."

As soon as the words were spoken, the ban information appeared on the screen.

Green-haired man stood there dumbfounded.

However, the next second, he took out his phone and started recording.

"Eight years of dedicated gaming, and then my account was banned by a stupid streamer just because I had a sudden talent awakening. Where is justice?"

After posting the video and status update, Green Hair happily got up.

"Ye Huang, you're amazing! Are you sure you're not a professional player?"

Ye Huang smiled and shook his head: "Of course not, this is my first time playing."

"Thank you, this game is a lot of fun."

The three of them stared at Ye Huang as if they had seen a ghost.

First time playing?

If those million-follower streamers heard this, they'd be crazy not to try to meet him offline.

"Holy crap, really?"

"With this talent, instead of making a name for yourself on the field, you're wasting your time in college. You're ruthless."

Green Hair is like an energetic husky, very lively and cheerful.

The four of them gave a formal introduction.

The green-haired guy's real name is Lu Jie, and his family owns a mine.

The iron tower's name is Li Chongshan, and he comes from an ordinary family.

Number three is named Huang Qilin, and he claims to be from Guangdong and Guangxi.

Ye Huang hesitated for a moment before saying that he was a local.

This surprised the three of them.

After all, Ye Huang's manner of speaking and demeanor were somewhat different from those of the locals.

His profile clearly states that he comes from a mountainous area in the Qinling Mountains.

Ye Huang offered no explanation.

He is indeed a local.

Ye Huang was originally born into a happy family in Yuncheng.

My father was ostracized by his uncle when he was young, so he went out to make his way in the world and returned home in glory.

After returning, he expanded his business in all directions, buying land and buildings, enjoying immense success.

He was named one of the top ten outstanding entrepreneurs in Yuncheng that year.

But less than a year later, an accident occurred, and the couple both died.

The young leaves, still yellow, fell off a cliff during one of their playtimes.

Ye Huang survived a great ordeal, but temporarily lost her memory and was sold to Tianyi by human traffickers.

Was the traffic accident involving the parents an accident, or was it intentional?

Did you fall off a cliff by accident or were you pushed?

All of this is unknown.

Ye Huang sneered inwardly.

If it's proven that everything is related to your uncle's family, then don't blame me for being ruthless!

Late at night.

After making a ruckus, the roommates turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Ye Huang lay down on the upper bunk of seat number 4 and slowly closed her eyes.

"Knock knock knock!"

Suddenly, a loud knocking sound rang out.

Ye Huang opened his eyes and found himself in a familiar place again.

It was a study with a simple and antique design.

There are no windows.

Aside from the bookshelves, the area where people can move around is very small.

A heavy thud came from outside the wooden door.

Accompanied by a low, guttural roar, it seemed poised to smash through the wooden door and devour people at any moment.

Fifteen years!

Ever since he fell off the cliff and woke up, Ye Huang has had this strange dream almost every night.

Even though Ye Huang's heart has long been tempered to be as hard as steel, neither life nor death can move him.

Yet, even here, one can still feel endless fear.

Because at this moment, he was just a five-year-old child.