Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 222 - 219 Snatch

Chapter 222: Chapter 219: Snatch!

Chapter 222: Chapter 219: Snatch!

Mo Shigui was sitting in the rest area of the Dancing Nuclear Guild’s team.

The atmosphere in the rest area was somewhat gloomy… they had just lost the match after all.

Moreover, it was the kind of devastating comeback where they initially won two rounds but then got reverse-swept in the last three by the other team. When you win a match like that, it’s exhilarating, but losing puts you into a state of complete mental breakdown.

As the coach, Mo Shigui’s mindset had exploded too. He simply couldn’t figure out what kind of creature Zhao Mingwei was.

Logically speaking, Zhao Mingwei was 25 years old and in a complete slump. The team didn’t even consider him a starter, but the moment he got on the field, it was as if the whole team had been enchanted with Bloodlust, instantly crumbling their guild.

Regardless, Zhao Mingwei had once again become the savior-hero, the uncontested arch-demon of China’s e-sports circle, and his seat as the most popular professional player was unshakeable.

To think from the perspective of one of Zhao Mingwei’s old friends, Mo Shigui felt quite pleased, but when he saw Zhao Mingwei say “I want to retire.” in an interview, he really stood up from his seat.

What does it mean to destroy one’s own prospects? This is destroying one’s own prospects! The legend of “Smile” could have continued, and even as an opponent, Mo Shigui felt a great pity.

“This is way too bullying,” Hei Guo Zhu Rou muttered under his breath.

Mo Shigui didn’t know how to reply to Hei Guo Zhu Rou, when his phone received a message. It was sent by Velvet Rabbit… “The Blood Resonance curse has erupted within our stronghold! The NPCs have all transformed into Lord-level monsters… There are now six Lord-level monsters at once in our stronghold, President, we can’t handle this!”

“What’s wrong?” Hei Guo Zhu Rou noticed the change in Mo Shigui’s expression. At first, Mo Shigui was trying to encourage his defeated teammates, but now even the expression on his face had turned terribly dark.

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“The Blood Resonance curse has erupted, and there are now six Lord-level monsters in our stronghold,” Mo Shigui whispered to Hei Guo Zhu Rou.

He didn’t want the other team members resting in the area to hear it… especially since Yin Gang, the man behind the Dancing Nuclear Guild, was also sitting on a sofa in the rest area.

Yin Gang’s original name was Lv Yinling, which sounded like a girl’s name, but in fact, he was a bona fide fitness enthusiast and a straight man… But now, Yin Gang was sprawled on the sofa like Ge You, looking dumbfoundedly at Zhao Mingwei’s victory speech.

If Mo Shigui remembered correctly, when the Dancing Nuclear Guild had first won two rounds, Yin Gang was so excited that he was about to jump off the sofa. Now, he looked just like a salted fish that had gone bad.

Seeing Yin Gang now, Mo Shigui was overwhelmed with feelings of guilt and self-reproach.

He was also wondering… if the professional players of the Dancing Nuclear Guild hadn’t been playing Saint Spirit during this time, would they have been able to win the world championship?

“Old Song, do you still dare to bring up Saint Spirit?” Hei Guo Zhu Rou’s voice was also very low, as if he feared Yin Gang would hear and decide to fire Mo Shigui on the spot.

He seemed to attribute the Dancing Nuclear Guild’s defeat to the fact that they were crazily playing Saint Spirit recently.

“If there’s an issue with your stronghold, go online and have a look,” Yin Gang, slumped on the sofa, suddenly said. He lifted his head and looked at the ceiling above, not even glancing at Mo Shigui.

“Did you hear that, Boss Yin? We were just talking.”

Hei Guo Zhu Rou stiffened in fear, knowing that they didn’t have the luxury of pointing fingers at each other after such a fresh loss. Now, he decided to take the blame upon himself.

“This match wasn’t because you guys are too weak; it’s that “Smile”… he… he’s unreasonable, you know. We all lost to Junlin Tianxia, we shouldn’t lose in Saint Spirit too, right?” Yin Gang continued.

He was different from those purely capital-driven players who enter the e-sports circle to build clubs; he was a true gamer at heart, which is why he had invested in this club. So his understanding of the match was clearer than that of a layman—it wasn’t that his guild was inadequate, it was because the enemy had “Smile.”

“But there’s no VR equipment in the stadium,”

Hei Guo Zhu Rou hadn’t expected his own boss to be so… generous, or rather, to not hold grudges. If it were someone else’s boss, they would have definitely given a stern reprimand.

“There is, underneath the stadium there’s a VR experience hall, apparently equipped with about twenty of the latest VR devices,” another professional player from the team said.

“But the departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition is about to begin,” Mo Shigui quelled the restless players with his icy voice, “We have to go on stage soon, going out now… would be against the rules!”

“There’s time for ads, and post-match interviews and the intercontinental competition highlights reel, about half an hour or so. Just make sure you’re back within half an hour… You Fureya members are quite pretty, disfiguring yourselves would really mess with everyone’s morale,” President Yin’s gaze had been fixed on the ceiling above, Mo Shigui had no idea what he was thinking about.

“So… shall we go?”

Hei Guo Zhu Rou was already at the door of the lounge, hand on the doorknob, when President Yin waved them off, signalling them to hurry up and vanish from his sight.

At that moment, Hei Guo Zhu Rou nodded to Mo Shigui, twisted the doorknob, and stepped outside, and having no reason to refuse, Mo Shigui followed his team members out into the hallway of the lounge.

But in the hallway, Mo Shigui ran into a familiar face… Can Xin.

Can Xin was particularly short in real life, only about 1.67 meters tall, with a baby face that made him appear to be a middle schooler, though he was already in his twenties.

After retiring from Abyss Temple in reality, he served as a logistics manager, and due to the upcoming departure ceremony for the intercontinental competition, the full membership of Abyss Temple, Cola Fanatic, Supreme Dominion, Dancing Nuclear Guild were all present in the stadium.

“Old Song, are you also coming out to use the bathroom?” Can Xin scratched his head and tentatively asked.

Mo Shigui didn’t answer Can Xin, just nodded slightly… and then walked towards the direction of the outside of the stadium.

But before he had taken a few steps, Hei Guo Zhu Rou who was running ahead shouted…

“Holy crap! Old Song, hurry up! The Cola Fanatic bunch are sprinting away!”

“…”

Mo Shigui carelessly tossed his ID tag behind him and began to sprint through the hallway in his suit.

“Damn, damn, damn! Old Song, that’s so unfair!”

It took Can Xin a full two seconds to react, and he too started dashing after Mo Shigui… but with a height of 1.80 meters, Mo Shigui’s long legs were too much for Can Xin’s short ones to keep up with. He could only watch helplessly as Mo Shigui pulled further and further away.

“President? Shall we go grab a machine first?” other members of Abyss Temple finally caught on and quickly ran over, asking Can Xin beside them.

“Go! Of course… we have to go… hurry! Otherwise, our stronghold will be torn down!”

As Can Xin gasped for breath, he directed his underlings, and so, under the bewildered gazes of the surrounding staff, members of the four professional gaming teams swarmed down to the VR experience hall on the lower level of the stadium.

“Off the machines! Everyone get off! I’ll give 500 to whoever does! Cola Fanatic has reserved this place for themselves!” Bubble immediately took the lead and shouted at the common folks who were enjoying the VR experience hall.

But it was no use… players from other guilds didn’t care about the details, they seized the spare machines, hastily donned the VR control equipment, and logged into the game directly.