My Shenhao system is very wrong

Chapter 60 Bronze is still the strongest

After logging onto the lol interface, looking at the heroes who had accompanied him on the Summoner's Canyon, the first thing Zhen Shuai did was to buy all the skins he could buy.

In fact, although the previous cursed missions and the Shenhao mission currently being completed put a lot of pressure on Zhen Shuai, he has always had a sense of unreality.

Whether it's a tipping of 50 yuan, or transferring 100 million yuan to Li Changde, or even buying a lot of gifts for his parents in the mall and renting Cullinan for 350 million yuan, for Zhen Shuai, the happiness he got It's not as much as buying all the hero's skins at this moment.

After all, in the deepest part of Zhen Shuai's heart, he was still the poor poor man who was busy running around for three meals a day.

He once had many dreams, the most humble of which was to have time to play a few games, and then have some spare money to buy a few sets of skins for the heroes he likes to use.

And in just a month or so after binding the system, it was impossible for him to change from the recognition of this identity.

Although this month he has spent money that may not have been earned in his previous life, he did not get much satisfaction.

On the contrary, when buying skins now, the real happiness that once dreamed of being realized is truly reflected.

With such a mood, Zhen Shuai clicked on the flexible arrangement mode.

Although his rank had dropped to Bronze due to the long time of farewell, this did not have any impact on Zhen Shuai.

After all, when he was in college, Zhen Shuai was also a second-rate master who hovered in the diamond rank all year round.

Bronze Bureau...

Isn't that fish pond fried fish?
With the desire to find the initial happiness, Zhen Shuai chose the character he was best at, and as the game loading screen jumped, he quickly entered the Summoner Canyon.

Three 10 minutes later.

Reality gave Zhen Shuai a resounding slap in the face.

The record of 0/15/8 made Zhen Shuai suspect that the game on the computer in front of him is not the same game as the one he played before.

How can it be?

The former diamond master was killed by a super ghost in the bronze game?And as a mid laner, he doesn't even have a single head? !
Zhen Shuai, who didn't believe in evil, started a new round.

Then the third game, the fourth game, the fifth game...

After queuing for six or seven rounds in a row, he was killed into a super ghost, and his teammates turned into Zaun gods one by one, spraying him from head to toe.

Putting aside the computer, Zhen Shuai lay back on the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy.

In his mind, his nursery, child robbery, and all kinds of scenes of being shown by Xiaolong, plus the Zaan hermaphrodites kept giving him work in the underworld.

It's obviously a bronze rank, why do you feel like the opponents are all kings and gods?
The more Zhen Shuai thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

So he threw away the pillow between his legs and sat up angrily from the bed.

No, I am a heroic bronze, no matter what, I have to win a game before going to bed!
Thinking of this, Zhen Shuai quickly got up and sat back in front of the computer, and stepped into the Summoner's Canyon again.

........................

Defeat!

An emotionless female voice came from the speakers.

Looking at the word "failure" that appeared after the explosion of the base, and then turning his head to look at the sky outside, Zhen Shuai felt a little hopeless.

Ah, it's already morning...

But I haven't won yet...

Is this the true strength of the bronze rank?
Maybe bronze is the strongest rank in LOL...

After all, Saint Seiya is also the strongest in bronze.

Zhen Shuai was thinking wildly in his mind. After staying up and kneeling all night, he finally felt intensely tired and sleepy.

Pushing away the keyboard in his hand, Zhen Shuai stood up and stretched himself, then walked numbly to the bedside.

With a plop, he sank into the soft mattress.

After all, he had stayed up all night, and it only took a minute or two for Zhen Shuai to close his eyes before he fell asleep completely.

This time Zhen Shuai slept until about four o'clock in the afternoon before waking up.

After waking up, he only felt that his head was still groggy.

Because in the process of sleeping, he kept dreaming, dreaming that he was transformed into a hero of Summoner's Canyon, and then he was chased and killed by a lot of enemies.

Lying on the big bed measuring 3 meters by 3 meters, Zhen Shuai silently stared at the ceiling in trance.

After a long time, as if he had figured something out, he turned over and climbed out of bed.

After washing up, Zhen Shuai turned on his phone and glanced at WeChat. Apart from some meaningless messages from Chen Tianmu, there were also messages from Lin Xiaoyu and Lu Qiqi about the selection of the restaurant for tonight.

After checking the time, it was almost time to make an appointment with the two girls to have dinner, so Zhen Shuai temporarily put aside what he had just thought of, got dressed and left the hotel directly.

When he came to Linhai Drama Academy, Zhen Shuai saw two girls waiting at the door early.

Perhaps it was because Song Jie, who had been bothering Lin Xiaoyu, was completely solved by Zhen Shuai.

During the meal today, it was obvious that she and Lu Qiqi were in a much better mood and talked a lot more, and they were no longer as stiff as the previous two days.

This time I chose a specialty restaurant that specializes in crab flavors. Zhen Shuai still boldly ordered the most expensive dishes in the restaurant.

Even so, this meal for three people only cost less than 1 yuan, which is much cheaper than the A5 grade Wagyu steak we had yesterday.

But the cheap is cheap, but the taste of this restaurant is indeed very distinctive. After a meal, the three of them felt a little overwhelmed.

As usual, he sent the two girls back to school, and after they said goodbye to Zhen Shuai and entered the school gate, he immediately hit the accelerator and rushed back to the hotel like lightning.

Back in the room, Zhen Shuai couldn't wait to turn on the computer, and then immediately logged into an accompanying platform, and directly found four so-called king-level lol to play with.

Then, Zhen Shuai boldly booked them a night to play with him, and let them accompany him to the Bronze rank where he lost badly last night.

Not only that, Zhen Shuai also frantically demanded that these four companions must try to give him all the heads as much as possible, and let him complete the LOL mowing game like Dynasty Warriors.

For this requirement, the four companions seemed indifferent, and it was not an excessive requirement anyway. Isn't it the same as mowing the grass when the master of the king is frying fish in the bronze game, but he is not the one who is in charge of mowing the grass.

It has to be said that the heroic bronze and the strongest king have a certain commonality. For example, there are not many people who stay in this rank for a long time, and there are only a dozen or twenty IDs who come and go. It is mixed into an unyielding silver or higher rank.

So after Zhen Shuai brought four super thugs into the game, he soon saw several familiar IDs. These people either tortured and killed Zhen Shuai in front of Zhen Shuai last night, or they became Zhen Shuai's teammates and repeatedly sprayed him.

And this time, after Zhen Shuai led four super thugs in five rows, all the enemies became the best enemies, and it happened to be able to settle the hatred of last night one by one.

So Zhen Shuai, under the escort of super thugs, finally turned on the unparalleled mowing mode.

After a night of fierce fighting, Zhen Shuai completely shattered the inner demons that had been repeatedly abused last night. He only felt clear and refreshed all over his body, and he felt the pleasure of getting his revenge.

But what followed was a burst of emptiness, as if entering the time of a sage.

So after Zhen Shuai paid off the balance of the companionship, he leaned on the leather recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the still brightly lit seaside night view outside the window, and silently smoked a post-event cigarette.

He began to reflect on what he meant by doing so.

After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. In the end, he could only sigh softly.

Ugh……

The life of the rich is so unpretentious and boring.

(End of this chapter)