After vc arrived in Seoul, the first thing everyone needed to adapt to was the new environment here.
Because the time zones are not far apart, there is no need for everyone to adjust to the time difference.
For everyone at vc, this is their first time in Seoul.
A series of reasons such as diet, environment, etc. need to be overcome by themselves.
The biggest problem is diet.
The food here is filled with all kinds of kimchi, and 1ve can’t help but complain.
He couldn't understand how he could keep eating all kinds of kimchi every day!
Fortunately, Meng De had experience in eating at the Wudu Major, and he quickly ordered a meal at a Chinese restaurant for a few weeks.
After the external factors were resolved, they were affected by environmental factors again.
Every time I go out to play a game, I basically hit the local server to adapt myself to the lower ping value.
This is because the ping value of the game is very low. If they still play the ladder with high latency before the game, it will be difficult to correct it in a short time, and some preview advance times may have problems.
So usually, everyone chooses to "do as the Romans do."
But this time, they discovered that doing as the Romans do is really not fun.
Because they carry the ID of a professional player, they are basically beaten several times on the ladder every day.
The situation is good, my teammates just seem to be playing well.
If the situation is not good, you will directly hang up at the beginning.
There are also bad passers-by who serve them with various props, making this ladder completely unbeatable.
The daily feel cannot be maintained, and the mentality is also affected. It is not an option to continue like this.
"These people are so disgusting. This is the first time I've seen someone disgusting a professional player like this." gla1ve complained.
But the problem must be solved eventually.
"I'll go find some teams next door to schedule more training matches. This guy is really disgusting." Meng De was helpless. He was not an official and had no right to ban his account. He could only curse these Korean bastards.
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Now they have actually seen clearly that this is most likely caused by South Korea's home team bab, and they have taken a step back from public opinion.
Meng De turned on his phone and received a message from the fan group administrator Lihua.
Pear Blossom:【Picture】
Meng De clicked on it and saw a post on a Korean forum.
Meng De took a few glances, and his thoughts became more and more confirmed.
The content on the post is probably how many times I have played the role of the Chinese player who came to Asia RMR this time.
Most of the replies below are about the number of times they have performed, and they are very proud of themselves.
Lihua: This stick is too disgusting, so I’ll just act it out.
Lihua was very unconvinced because recently he saw foreign csgo videos that were all about VC's poor performance on the Korean ladder and all kinds of belittling the Chinese team.
It gives people the impression that the Chinese team has been short-lived, and the previous legendary group is their last glory.
Meng De was thinking about how to reply to Lihua when he saw Lihua continuing to type and send messages.
Lihua: How about we fans go and attack it? We can’t stand this anger.
Meng De quickly replied: "There is no need. They are boasting their team to the sky now. It will be fine if they see the real results during the game."
He had just finished chatting with Lihua, and was going to contact several other teams to play some training matches. If it didn't work, he would drag them into a melee and randomly select people, just to maintain their condition.
In the domestic team, Meng De still has this say.
But before he could find the domestic team's communication group, he heard the sound of a table being smashed in the battle room.
He hurried over to see what was going on.
.......
kennys was playing the ladder with an expressionless face. This was already the last game of the second half.
The score at the top of the big screen has reached 4:15.
The opponent got match point.
Although it seemed to be just a big disadvantage, Kennys clicked the tab and saw that the number in the last MVP column of his data was 4, and he felt angry and helpless.
He didn't even know why he met such an outrageous teammate, pushing the handle forward and dropping the handle.
He steals people here and there, but he can't make up for his teammates' mess.
He barely managed to score 4 points, but in a team game, it was too difficult for him to win by relying on his own abilities.
He had already wanted to screw it up, and there was no point in winning this kind of game.
At the end of the game, he was in a 1 vs. 4 game, and his teammates were chatting on the mic like crazy.
Various Smectas were flying around in his ears, making him very uncomfortable.
He defeated two of them, and after finally losing the game, he originally wanted to quit and fight to the death.
But at this moment, he saw the last one of their camp on the public screen, and typed tauntingly:
bab universe first: vca lose
babThe first in the universe:ok?
babThe first in the universe: win bab!
In an instant, kennys' mentality exploded, and he went straight to the mic to spray.
He didn't stop until the other party quit talking, but the angry flame in his heart still didn't subside.
"What's wrong?" Kennys suddenly felt someone tapping him on the shoulder. He didn't need to look back. This familiar touch must have been the coach.
"I was played, and in the end, I was deliberately disgusted. I couldn't bear it anymore." Kennys' anger gradually subsided, but after reviewing it, he felt more and more unhappy.
It's obvious that he didn't do anything and has been playing the game seriously. Why should he be ridiculed by these guys?
"It's okay. From now on, we'll just fight to the death. Just keep in shape. If your map proficiency improves, I'll find an appointment with several other teams." Meng De comforted Kennys and said.
"Then there's nothing we can do against them?" Kennys said angrily, clenching his fists.
"Why not?" Meng De smiled, "As long as you successfully qualify in this Asian RMR, isn't it the biggest blow to them?"
"What do you think these Korean players are doing for?"
Without waiting for Kennys to answer, he continued: "They just want to make you angry and make you so angry that you can't sleep, so as to affect the state of the game."
"It's just to prepare for bab's qualifying."
"That bab we defeated in the Fog City?" Tig asked. As a person who experienced it personally, his impression was still very deep.
"This time there is only one team in South Korea that is qualified to play the Asian RMR. You think it's not for this, why else?" Meng De replied.
"Luck often has a feminine quality. The more you want her, the further away she will be. But when you no longer have any illusions about her, she will come to you on her own.
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"What do you mean?" Kennys said he didn't understand.
"It means our luck can't be so bad. This series of actions are all man-made." Meng De said angrily, and it was his own fault that he deliberately pulled the text.
"I guess it won't be long before the bab can't help but jump out again." Meng De felt the same as Ming Jing about this.
He had analyzed why bab did what he did in the Fog City Major before, and later he figured it out.
These guys are not very strong, but they want to influence their opponents through off-field factors.
"So you guys, as long as you eliminate them in this Asian RMR, that's the best response."
When the team members heard this, they all felt like they were getting blood.
"Don't let us meet, or see how I defeat them!"
gla1ve nodded beside him: "I agree this time."
Meng De raised his eyebrows, this is the mystery of luck.
Before, he was still thinking about how to mobilize the competitive spirit of these guys, but now it seems that it is no longer necessary.
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Have a meal and continue coding, there are still about 6,000 words left today.