All the credits Jiang Zheng earned from working illegally were used to repair broken parts at home.
So while others were killing people with high-end game ships and holographic helmets, the simple Master Jiang still insisted on rubbing his hands with the keyboard and mouse set that was eliminated twenty years ago.
Is there a profession opposite? A player on the 100-star list? You'd better come together. You, Brother Jiang, can beat me.
The bad days did not suddenly get better.
God's top-level difficulty game has arrived, and the credits that labor and management worked so hard to earn in "α" suddenly turned into a blank account in "β". . . .
Although I don't know how the generous, considerate, generous, and spendthrift employer recognized him from his initial appearance—whatever, just hug the golden thigh and that's it:
[Does the financial owner's father need a bodyguard~]
Top difficulty "β" one life speed pass~
[Losing one hair is considered a big deal~]
Monthly subscription only costs 300 credits, and the violent devil will take you home~
Wait, why am I standing in the professional arena?
Brother Jiang was about to give up his choice when he glanced at the coaching bench with his peripheral vision - that tactical director (the financial sponsor's father), why did he look like a fairy?
Okay, professionalism has suddenly awakened. You, Brother Jiang, sacrificed your life to feed the tiger for once, and you are so romantic under the begonia flowers~
The most ruthless profession and the most beautiful coach! Let's save the world by the way. With this wave of blood profit, be sure to evacuate!
Food guide
1. [Main attack] Jiang Zheng × Lin Yichen, locked 1v1, HE.
2. The author is not very clever, but he works hard to fill in the gaps. The background and characters all serve the plot and cannot be studied in detail.
3. All plots in this article are fictional and should not be substituted into reality.
Intention: Come on, for a better tomorrow