Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity

   Lost, lost after all

  Looking at the disparity in the score displayed on the screen at the end of the second game, Henderson knew that he had lost completely.

  In this match, he managed to recover a few percent after all, but it was not enough.

  The cohesion and growth rate of the opposing team far exceeded his expectations. Even Na Fanghe's growth in this round moved Henderson deeply.

  In terms of strength, Henderson can no longer hold back Fang He.

  Henderson had to admit that from this team, he saw a desire to win that was several times stronger than his own, and this was the source of their suppression of their side.

  Although there is still a third game in the game, it is meaningless. Henderson stood up.

  Under the amazed eyes of the audience, the referee who came out of the western team's player area soon announced that the western team had surrendered. This global e-sports event has decided the result.

  Championship team: Fang He, Yun Mumu, Su Kuang, Wang Daze, Luo Qing.

  With a blank expression on his face, Henderson walked out of the player area and brought his teammates behind him to meet Fanghe's first team off the stage.

   Several complicated eyes fell on Henderson's face. Although they knew little about this opponent, they also felt Henderson's arrogance in this game, and they understood why he simply surrendered.

  Henderson didn't look at the people behind Fang He, just shook hands with Fang He, lowered his head for the first time, looked at Fang He, and asked suddenly.

"why?"

  Although it was only three short words, everyone knew what Henderson was asking.

  Why you can win me, why I will lose, nothing more.

  Fang He smiled. At this time, he could answer a lot, such as they are more united, have better tactics, and stronger strength, but he gave the answer that Henderson most wanted to hear.

   “Because we wanted to win more, we won the game.”

  Henderson's complexion was complicated, and he was finally sure that the fighting spirit in the young man's heart was no less than his own.

  Just because he can accept this answer, it doesn't mean that other people can. In their ears, Fang He's answer is more like a sarcasm.

   "Then we also want to win, why can't we win, you got a bargain." A sour voice came out, but was stopped by Lott's cold eyes, and the latter stopped the more ugly words behind.

  Fang He was not angry, as if it was a matter of course.

   "Yes, you want to win, but we can't lose, because behind you is just a group, but behind us is a country!"

   Turning sideways, everyone saw the sea of ​​people behind Fang He. At this moment, they finally recovered from their stupefaction and let out extremely loud cheers.

  The cheers that seemed to never stop reverberated in the venue, like the sound of a mountain, like a tsunami, they were so shocked that they couldn't make a sound.

  Henderson was also taken aback, and immediately smiled for the first time under the incredulous eyes of everyone.

   "You are right, you deserve this victory."

   "You are the real champions."

  Henderson left, relieved, without any confusion in his heart, and he no longer felt unwilling, because he understood that this opponent was invincible from the very beginning.

  In the dark corridor, Lott quickened his pace a little, and walked side by side with Henderson.

   "How do you feel, my friend, is this trip to the Eastern Kingdom worthwhile?" Lott's tone was filled with inexplicable joy, as if he was even happier after losing the game.

  Henderson paused for a while, then suddenly said, "I was wrong."

   "Hey, my friend, you are not wrong." Lott looked at Henderson with some appreciation, and spread his hands.

   "Everything has just begun, you won't be willing to lose to that Fang He just like this, then it won't be you."

   "But." Henderson was silent for a while, wanting to say something.

  His age is doomed that his reaction and operation will be solidified, and there is not much room for improvement, but Fanghe's first team is different. This game is actually Henderson's last struggle.

   "There's nothing to worry about. Come on, come out and have a look, my friend." Pointing to the exit with a smile in his voice, Lott took the first step out of the dark corridor.

   Slightly puzzled, Henderson also stepped out.

   His body shook, and Henderson couldn't believe what he saw.

   "Hey, Henderson! Welcome back, our hero!"

   "Lott, you played really well, what a pity!"

   "Next time, you will definitely win the championship. We believe in you, Henderson!"

   There should be no one at the exit of the remote venue, but there are quite a few people gathered, most of them are blond and have different eyes, obviously they are from the same country as Henderson and his party.

"this is.?"

   "Do you still remember the fan club I mentioned before? Although I said many times that the journey to the Eastern Kingdom is far away, they still followed you here without hesitation."

   "It's just a pity that I still haven't been able to get them tickets to enter the venue. The person in Dongfang Kingdom who seems to be called 'Scalper' is really terrifying."

   Shrugged, Lott seemed really regretful.

  Suddenly, with a change of tone, Lott asked, looking forward.

   "You will continue, right?"

   His eyes flashed, and after a long time, Henderson also nodded.

"certainly!"

  Fanghe! champion! Do not win!

  Any word is enough to arouse the enthusiasm of netizens. When the Fanghe team raised the trophy on the live screen, it should have been a lonely late night, with roaring sounds from all over the place.

   Various stores posted banners that had been prepared long ago, like thunder and fire, attracting countless game fans who wanted to celebrate and vent.

  Of course, more people flocked to Internet cafes all over the place, and the game of Crossfire appeared neatly on their respective screens.

  This night, the popularity of Fengyun Studio's "Cross Fire" skyrocketed at a speed that all major game companies were envious of.

  Countless anchors and local tyrants poured money into the game without any money to vent their excitement.

  If an online gift pack for the championship team is launched at this time, it is estimated that the sales will reach a terrifying level.

   It’s just that Fengyun Studio seems to have disappeared, and still maintains the most primitive game mode. Except for the announcement of the end of a game event, there is no action.

  However, when things have come to this point, no one can ignore this low-key studio anymore. Under the grand occasion, there are many undercurrents lurking.

   Squeezing the handle of the teacup in his hand broke with a bang, Yan Kang's gaze in the Penguin game department was extremely cold.

   "It's time to start"

   At the end of the venue, Yun Feng smiled and looked at the group of people shrouded in spotlights under the stage, muttering in his mouth.

   "It's almost time to start"