I asked you to save the villain, not to take him as your wife!

Originally, Sheng Jing thought this was just an ordinary club training session.

But after entering the game, Sheng Jing found that he was still wrong.

This is basically a melee between people with good gaming skills.

Of course, as a serious game enthusiast, Shengjing had a lot of fun.

There's even a feeling that this is what a game is.

After one game, out of a total of seventeen players in the club, including him, Sheng Jing sent seven of them offline.

The remaining nine were sent offline by others.

In the end, the only ones left in the game were Sheng Jing and Diyi Ling.

Sheng Jing himself was also quite surprised.

Before this, whether in the original world or in this mission world, it seemed that he had never played with professional players.

Therefore, Sheng Jing positioned himself as being below the level of professional gamers.

But after today's big fight, he found that he seemed to have a strong talent in his hobby.

Standing in the ruins that were destroyed by the brawl environment, Sheng Jing really wanted to find someone to share his feelings at this moment.

He did so subconsciously.

Turning his head, Sheng Jing looked at Diyi Ling who was far away from the battle circle.

It happened to be sunset in the game, and the setting sun dyed half the sky red behind him.

It’s a pity that the game characters of Sheng Jing and Diyi Ling are too ugly.

It was an extremely romantic scene and atmosphere, but it was ruined by the bearded man, the afro, and the paper figurines.

"Awesome, you're awesome." Diyi Ling, wearing the appearance of a paper man-like game character, gave a thumbs up and ran towards Sheng Jing.

"Thank you." Sheng Jing was actually quite proud in his heart, but when facing the praise from Diyi Ling, he still behaved calmly and modestly.

"You are being modest, but why don't you seem so capable on weekdays? Are you hiding your shortcomings?" When Diyi Ling said the last sentence, he had already walked to the side of Sheng Jing.

"Don't we usually kill monsters?" Sheng Jing felt helpless.

Who uses ultimate skills to kill monsters?

Diyi Ling thought about it carefully and felt that it did make sense.

"Let's not talk about this. Let's go offline. Let's not talk about others. The ones I hired from other clubs at high salaries can't even beat an amateur like you. I wonder how they will have the nerve to act so arrogant in the future!" Diyi Ling became more and more excited as he spoke.

Although those people who were poached from other clubs were also very polite to him.

But don't think he doesn't know that they all privately think he is a layman.

Now that they have all been sent offline by Sheng Jing, it would be a huge waste if he doesn't take advantage of the situation to make some comments!

As for the fact that it was Sheng Jing who sent the person offline, what does it have to do with his First Ling?

Diyi Ling said that if Sheng Jing sent someone offline, wouldn’t that be equivalent to him sending someone offline?

He announced!

From now on, he and Sheng Jing are one!

"Wait a minute, let me say hello to my friend." Sheng Jing nodded and opened the chat window.

Originally, after the system went offline, it would return to his mind.

But maybe the system was offline when he was online, so it was missed.

Anyway, when he went online, he found that the system was not online.

If the system does not continue to play other games after logging off, the system should be able to detect it after he logs off.

But recently the system's addiction to games is greater than his, and he feels that the possibility of the system obediently waiting for him is very small.

So, leave a message to the system.

After leaving the message, Sheng Jing and Diyi Ling went offline together.

After logging off, he tried calling the system twice in his mind.

And the result is obvious.

Sure enough, the system was not waiting for him.

The system didn't wait for him, and Sheng Jing didn't care.

When he's not around, just do your own thing.

Sheng Jing only lay in the game cabin for a few more seconds. When he came out of the game cabin, the first feather had already started to take effect.

When Sheng Jing walked silently to the side of Diyi Ling, the other people who were scolded did not forget to nod and greet him.

Anyway, Sheng Jing was shocked.

But in the minds of gamers, if you are good at playing games and have good character, you will indeed be respected.

Of course, respect is respect, but wanting to surpass you means I really want to surpass you.

In short, after a big fight, everyone in the club got along more harmoniously.

Diyi Ling happily cursed everyone in the club except Sheng Jing, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

It feels so good!

Sheng Jing didn’t quite understand, but as he said, he was happy to listen to Diyi Ling.

Although I heard other teammates being scolded, it was somewhat unkind.

But... the first wing's voice is really nice!

The first feather was not scolding just for the sake of scolding.

The members signed by his club are too diverse. If he doesn't make them all convinced, it will be difficult to manage them in the future.

After cursing, Diyi Ling's tone changed and he started talking about the various benefits that could be obtained by performing well in his club.

Give a red date when hitting someone with a stick. This skill was learned by Diyi Ling from his brother.

Anyway, after he finished his speech and went to eat, everyone looked full of fighting spirit.

Sheng Jing and Diyi Ling walked at the end of the crowd. They glanced at the distance between themselves and the person in front of them and felt that the person in front of them should not be able to hear them if they were talking normally.

"You must have practiced these sets of words for your lecture for quite some time, right?" Sheng Jing asked, glancing at Diyi Ling.

"Practice? Do you still need to practice? Can't you just do it?" Diyi Ling said that this was a piece of cake.

"Do you know who my brother is?" asked Diyi Ling.

“Of course.” Sheng Jing nodded: “The current director of the First Fund.”

"Do you know how many people he has to manage every day?" Diyi Ling continued to ask.

Sheng Jing shook his head.

He has never been a director, so he really doesn't know.

"A lot." Diyi Ling himself actually didn't know how many people his brother had to manage every day: "I learned all these skills from my brother. I don't need them on weekdays, but when I need them, I can naturally remember them."

Shengjing nodded.

reasonable.

"I have a question." Sheng Jing said.

"Hmm?" Diyi Ling tilted his head and nodded, motioning Sheng Jing to continue.

"You and your brother should both be qualified to inherit the First Fund. Don't you want to be a director?" Sheng Jing asked.

The first feather sneered.

"Many people have asked me this question." said Diyi Ling.

"Yeah." Sheng Jing nodded and signaled Diyi Ling to continue.

"But I don't bother to answer." Diyi Ling continued.

Sheng Jing raised his eyebrows, so he was not going to answer him?

"But since you asked, I'll answer you." The first wing's mouth curled wider:

“I really don’t want to be a trustee.”