boyutpedia Chapter 82 Can't beat them, absolutely can't beat them.
Chapter 82 Can't beat them, absolutely can't beat them.
To save face, Du Jiancheng deliberately shouted to the other side, "Brothers, we're playing two against one. My brother here is new to the game, so please go easy on him!"
The other side readily agreed, replying, "No problem! Friendship first, competition second! Don't worry, we understand!"
The game started quickly, with the map loading for a three-on-three battle.
Chen Zhiyuan casually chose the human race.
As expected, the opposing team "practiced martial ethics," knowing Chen Zhiyuan was a "newbie," and their main force rushed towards Du Jiancheng's Protoss base first. This caused Du Jiancheng to panic, his keyboard clattering loudly, as he frantically called for help from Duan Bin next door: "Binzi! Help! I can't hold on!"
Before Duan Bin's Zerglings could arrive, six Marines suddenly appeared like divine soldiers, their movements incredibly fluid and their fire precise, instantly turning the tide of the battle!
"Holy crap! Where did these machine gunners come from?! Six of them at once?! I just sent out six dogs!" came an incredulous exclamation from the other side.
"We can't win! We can't win! Retreat! Retreat now!"
Du Jiancheng was also stunned. Staring at the team of machine gunners operating with such fluid skill on the screen, it took him a while to come to his senses. He turned his head in astonishment and asked, "Zhi...Zhiyuan...this...these are your soldiers?"
Chen Zhiyuan stared at the screen, his hands moving non-stop, and calmly nodded: "Okay, let's go, let's go push the one at three o'clock."
As he spoke, he directed the remaining five machine gunners (one of whom had been lost in the previous engagement) to join the four who had arrived later, forming a nine-man squad.
With the addition of the three X-shaped soldiers that Du Jiancheng had painstakingly gathered, they charged aggressively towards the enemy at the three o'clock position on the map.
Although they failed to wipe them out in one fell swoop, they crippled that company, causing its economy to collapse and essentially forcing it out of the fight.
The first game ended in less than ten minutes.
Chen Zhiyuan's performance was simply amazing—his unit production speed was incredibly fast, his operation was as delicate as embroidery, and his awareness and overall strategic vision were first-class. How could he be a novice who "only knows a little bit"?
By the time the second game started, several StarCraft enthusiasts who had been drawn to Chen Zhiyuan had unknowingly gathered behind him.
They stared wide-eyed at Chen Zhiyuan's hands flying across the keyboard and mouse, and at the army on the screen, which was manipulated so skillfully it seemed to possess a soul.
"Dude, that was amazing!"
"That hand speed, that micro-management! Absolutely unbeatable!"
"This is eye-opening! You can play interstellar games like this?!"
"It's so exciting to watch! My fingers are itching to join in!"
……
After being "taught a lesson" several times, the three brothers on the other side were completely exasperated and said, "We can't beat them, we can't beat them at all," and surrendered.
Du Jiancheng and Duan Bin were fighting with great passion and excitement.
Seeing that the other side was about to retreat, Du Jiancheng shouted triumphantly, "Don't go, brothers! Think it's unfair? Then let's have three against four! You can add one more person!"
Upon hearing this, the person on the other end was somewhat tempted. After hesitating for a moment, they actually brought over another friend, making a total of four people.
With four against three, there should be a chance of winning, right?
However, after a few rounds, reality remained harsh. Faced with Chen Zhiyuan's dominant performance, the numerical advantage seemed to have lost its meaning.
After several more rounds of fierce fighting, the opposing four-man team finally surrendered completely, thoroughly convinced of their defeat.
Just after 11 p.m., the four students from dormitory 217 disembarked, still feeling unsatisfied – for no other reason than that they couldn't find any more opponents.
On his way back to the dormitory, Du Jiancheng was still immersed in the exhilarating feeling of being in control and dominating the battlefield, and his admiration for Chen Zhiyuan was like a surging river.
He patted Chen Zhiyuan on the shoulder again, giving him a thumbs up: "Zhiyuan! I never knew you were a hidden master! You're amazing!"
Duan Bin exclaimed with admiration, "Third brother, you were absolutely awesome today! Following you is such a fantastic gaming experience!"
The four brothers chatted and laughed as they walked along the increasingly quiet campus path. When they arrived at the dormitory building, the gate was indeed already tightly closed.
Du Jiancheng, however, remained completely calm and confidently waved his hand: "Follow me! I know a 'secret passage'!"
It seemed he had done this before, as he skillfully led everyone around to a secluded corner on the side of the dormitory building.
Sure enough, there was a place where one could carefully climb up to the second-floor corridor using the wall protrusions and pipes.
Without much effort, the four of them nimbly climbed up one after another.
Reaching the second-floor corridor meant entering the dormitory building, and we quickly and smoothly returned to the entrance of dormitory 217.
Although it was nearly midnight, the four young people were still full of excitement.
After washing up and lying in bed, we started another "late-night chat" that lasted for more than an hour. We talked about everything from games to girls, from the future to life, until one or two in the morning, when the sound of even breathing gradually filled the dormitory.
……
October 1st, National Day.
The entire Jiangnan University campus was bathed in a festive atmosphere.
Colorful flags fluttered and banners hung high, as the festive atmosphere was particularly strong and enthusiastic this year, coinciding with the 50th anniversary celebration.
He Fei called early on.
It was not yet eight o'clock in the morning. When she heard Chen Zhiyuan's sleepy and groggy "Feed?" after the call was connected, she felt a little nervous.
"Zhiyuan...did I wake you up?"
Chen Zhiyuan rolled over in bed, rubbed his eyes, and became more awake. His voice was hoarse and cheerful, typical of early morning: "No, I should be awake by now, I just haven't gotten up yet."
After a brief chat on the phone, He Fei quietly invited Chen Zhiyuan to have breakfast together, and then suggested they go for a walk in the streets.
So, on the first day of the National Day holiday, Chen Zhiyuan spent almost the entire time with He Fei.
Like many ordinary couples on campus, the two strolled around, ate snacks, watched a movie, and enjoyed the festive crowds and joy on the bustling streets.
It wasn't until dusk, as the sun was setting, that Chen Zhiyuan escorted He Fei back to her dormitory before slowly strolling back himself.
On the second day of National Day, He Fei was going to work at the library.
Chen Zhiyuan then thought of his new house and decided to go take a look.
He used the key to open the door that belonged to him.
The empty, unfinished apartment still smelled of cement and dust, but the light was excellent. Standing at the living room window on the 28th floor, the view was incredibly expansive.
The shimmering Mirror Lake is mostly visible, and the lush campus and red-brick buildings of Jiangnan University are also clearly visible in the distance.
The autumn breeze is refreshing and invigorating.
The house is really big, and the view is really beautiful.
The only downside is that this is not a fully furnished ready-to-move-in apartment, but a bare shell that needs to be renovated from scratch. You'll have to put in a lot of effort to move in.
Chen Zhiyuan already had a plan in mind: find a professional decoration company to handle it; leave professional matters to professionals, and save time and effort.
However, he didn't have any connections with renovation companies at the moment.
Then, a thought flashed through his mind—Zhou Shutang. She had a wide social circle and many connections; she must have resources in this area.
Thinking of this, Chen Zhiyuan took out his phone, found the name in his contacts, and dialed it without hesitation.