Camus didn't have time to think too much. He angrily opened the guild group of Lao Wandering Cloud, and happened to see Ye Xue taking credit for it before him: "Old Guild Master, how about it, we should give you credit, right?"
Here, Ye Xue was still chatting with his wife in the live broadcast. Camus took a look and felt that Ye Xue really thought he had won and was not pretending. Therefore, he was so excited that he was bragging to his wife and the old president at the same time, and he was able to operate on both sides. It was really funny.
He sneered and spoke sarcastically.
Camus-DZ: Why is there still someone who is Ah Q? Winning is winning, losing is losing, don’t cheat?
Camus-DZ: I wanted to praise you guys for being so tenacious.
Snowy Night ZS/NS:?
Snowy Night ZS/NS: Didn’t we win?
Camus-DZ: How could it be possible that you won?
Your handsome brother: I'm watching from here. It's true that Ye Xue and the others won, narrowly.
Snowy Night ZS/NS: Old President, we are far ahead of them!
Camus said angrily in YY: "We obviously won, but Ye Xue refuses to admit it! The old president still keeps trying!"
Lao Ba had a cigarette in his hand and hadn't lit it yet. He wanted to go to the balcony to smoke, but after hearing Camus' words, he asked: "Are you sure you won?"
"That's for sure! I watched him finish it!"
"Okay, then go ahead and argue with the old president and the others. I'm really tired. I'm going to smoke a cigarette, cough cough cough..."
"Hey! Why do you still smoke when you have such a bad voice?!"
"Ahem... I'll just take a cigarette and take a break. You don't have to eat, but you can't stop smoking! Ahem... Anyway, I'll be satisfied if I can get past the boss. You guys... where are you, the old president? Go and ask them what's going on." Lao Ba coughed a few more times and went straight to the balcony.
Qin Ling asked: "What's wrong? The old president is not happy?"
Everyone in YY also started shouting: "That old president of yours is no good. He won't admit his defeat even if he loses!?"
"Okay, then I'll go and talk to them. They're so cool and off-kilter. It's really..."
As soon as Camus finished speaking, he happened to hear the conversation between the couple in Ye Xue's live broadcast: "Husband, since I won, I have to let your old president fulfill his promise!"
Ye Xue suddenly realized: "That's right! We need to tell the old president! I'll go to the WeChat group and ask. I guess he's watching our live broadcast!"
Camus's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized something was wrong and calmed down.
As a programmer, he knows that these live broadcast platforms can set a certain default delay for the live broadcast in order to prevent screen snooping. This is to prevent game anchors from being snooped on the screen during the live broadcast and affecting the program effect.
Even if you don’t set it, the platform will give you a 30-second delay by default.
Including the process of signal processing and decoding by the computer through the streaming software, there is about 40 seconds of delay space. In other words, the picture I saw might have been 40 seconds ago! That's why Ye Xue in the live broadcast only now thought of reporting the results to the old president. What the old president saw was a picture of delays on both sides.
It's just that the delay may not be uniform, but he was too excited just now to realize this.
Sure enough, the next thing I heard was Ye Xue angrily cursing: "Camus, you idiot! If you don't admit it when you lose, you'll slap me in the face! You don't even want to lose face! What the hell!?"
Judging from Ye Xue's reaction, he must have just seen the chat in the group. The delay was probably not faster than 40 seconds. He made a slight guess, and his heart pounded, and he even ignored the other party's scolding him.
Camus was like a gambler who had gambled away everything, anxiously waiting for the moment to unravel the poison.
No one wants to lose, especially in a field that they are truly passionate about.
Camus, Lao Ba, and Qin Ling were the ones who led groups in the official server before, and now they are considered to be the most powerful ones in the nostalgic server. No matter which guild they go to, they are the best ones, and there is still a feeling in my heart. The pride is there.
From the bottom of their hearts, they don't look down on those mud-legged people who are wandering in the clouds - the most typical one is the whining Ye Xue, although he also claims to have played in the official server all the way. Does Ye Xue know how to use WCL to analyze battles? Won't. Will you watch EXRT then? Won't. Can you write WA? Won't.
There are so many useful tools in front of you but you don’t know how to use them. What’s the difference between you and an orangutan? In Camus' eyes, this is not the difference between formal clothes and nostalgic clothes, but the difference between humans and animals.
Looking at Ye Xue in the group, Camus sneered: "Will we still lose to this kind of thing? Haha."
But after working for so many years, Camus also knows that it is time that ultimately determines the outcome, not who has the loudest voice. If you really lose, making trouble unreasonably will look mean.
He typed in the group: President, please give me a charter. How about each uploading the WCL logs and taking the timestamp as the criterion?
Shen Jia was sleeping soundly beside her. Fang Yuanzheng was afraid of waking her up, so he couldn't speak. He could only type quietly: OK, you can pass it on. I have prepared the rewards. Whoever wins will get it.
Camus's EXRT automatically enabled and saved advanced logs when entering a dungeon by default, so he opened the WCL client and soon started uploading logs. Just as he was uploading, the World of Warcraft window lit up. He switched back to the game and saw a line. The secret word appears at the bottom of his game interface.
Yunheng Qinling: What to do with Orange Bow?
His heart skipped a beat.
He thought that his side had won just now, and he was too excited, so he didn't have time to inject the boss's drop. How could he have thought that the orange bow would actually come out? !
At that time, it could only be said that he was indiscriminately seeking medical attention due to an acute illness. When he borrowed the account, he promised: "I will buy you anything, even the orange bow." Who would have thought that the first kill would really come out! ?
Qin Ling and Lao Ba knew about this. Lao Ba was in the smoking area and Qin Ling was responsible for distributing equipment. Naturally, he had to ask what he thought.
This is really not a question of money.
There are hunters in the group! Another hunter in the second group of my guild is called Xiaoye Songniao. He doesn't have much presence on weekdays, and his equipment is average. His performance is not as good as Camus's trumpet hunter. However, the survivalist named Spiral Organ is doing pretty well. There are two hunters present. If Camus goes out with an orange bow and gives someone else's number without saying a word, how will this end? Will this group still fight?
Qin Ling was actually a little angry about this nonsense.
Compared with Lao Ba and Camus, Qin Ling is the kind of person who doesn't say anything, but has more knowledge in his heart. If he had discussed it with him in advance, Qin Ling would have asked him no matter what: "Forget about other equipment. What will you do if Orange Bow really comes out? Biao? Do you need to discuss it with Xiaoniao in advance?"
But the two of them were so anxious at the time. After all, there were no thieves in the second regiment. At this time, a double-sword thief could change the situation in the battle of Kil'jaeden. Although the old man also knew that Camus's promise was inappropriate, but The war situation is urgent and there is not much we can do. So he still agreed to let the thief enter the book with the same luck as Camus.
Camus made his own decision, Lao Ba acquiesced, and no one discussed it with the third best friend, so the matter was settled.
Isn’t this fucked up?
Camus here saw his news and gritted his teeth: Don't worry, I'll discuss it with the other side. There is plenty of time to divide the equipment. You can hold it for me first.
Angry, Qin Ling knew that it was not a matter of getting entangled in such details now. The most important thing was that the team should not create discord over this matter, which would affect the cohesion that had been built up through hard work over the past few days.
He took pictures of two pieces of equipment, and then said in YY: "Let's take pictures later, Lao Ba went out to smoke by himself, what's the point of throwing a group of people away! There's also an Ursol hat, he's so stupid Do you want it or not?”
He is usually a down-to-earth person in the group, speaks straightforwardly, and is quite popular.
So as soon as these words came out, other people also felt that it made sense and started making noises, saying that Lao Ba should be called back.
On the contrary, Qin Ling felt guilty and quickly added a sentence to divert everyone's attention: "I'll ask Camus again what he said to the old president walking in the clouds. He promised the bet and won't default on it, right!? "
Camus's WCL has been uploaded, and he can confirm that the kill time of Kil'jaeden on his side is 1:21:17 in the morning. In fact, the time can also be seen in the game, but he needs the accurate time of this battle log to prove it to the old president.
We will find out soon.
But Camus did not rush to send out the link to the battle log. Instead, he secretly opened the collection of Wandering Cloud battle logs that he had not seen in a while.
Just a month ago, he had administrator rights for this collection.
Someone on the other side of Wandering Cloud opened the real-time upload. He spelled out the meaning of an unknown name and it should be the account of Chen Yu, the thief.
Camus took a deep breath and clicked on the log named Sunwell Plateau by default.
Kil'jaeden, All Wipes (23)All Encounters (1 Kill, 23 Wipes)Last Pull - Kil'jaeden (25 Player) Kill (7:39) 1:21am
This line of writing was shocking, and for a moment Camus had a lot of thoughts in his mind.
23 times, which shows that the number of times they have opened up wasteland is much more than that of the second group of Wings of Judgment, because Camus himself has only seen the record of 19 group destructions on his side. The initial positioning of the second group was to recruit new players, so the good and the bad brought together so many people who had no experience in the Sunwell and those who were relatively bad at playing. If it was placed in the first week, it could be regarded as a team with a fairly low efficiency in developing wasteland.
In this case, Wandering Cloud fought 4 times more than their own side, which shows that they destroyed the group very quickly every time, and then attacked after the zombies were resurrected. The execution was actually good, but they entered the later stages. The number of times is obviously less than that of the second group of Wings of Judgment, so the combat time of each group-destroying battle is shorter.
The "7:39" at the end of the log of Kil'jaeden's kill shows that it only took them 7 minutes and 39 seconds to kill the boss for the first time. This battle time was even longer than that of the Wings of Sin, which had completed the land reclamation earlier. You have to hurry up a little bit, you have to know that this is a new group that Wanwan put together temporarily. Last week, they only finished Femis and the CD was ruined.
Even though he was on a hostile stance, Camus still had to sigh: "You're so strong, damn!"
The last few numbers, 1:21 am, refer to the boss that was defeated at 1:21 am, which is the same minute as the second group of Wings of Judgment. WCL's log page does not display the specific seconds, so you can only see that both sides defeated the boss at 1:21 in the morning.
But Camus knew how to see how many seconds a kill took.
He opened Van Kress's progress ranking list and flipped through page after page. At the end of the page at 6/6, his group showed that there were already more than 160 people. Finally, he saw that they were killed at 1:21:49. The boss.
An ominous premonition came to mind.
This number of seconds is really too late. If the Wings of Judgment wins, then the opponent's opponent will be only 11 seconds behind, which is too thrilling.
Although the outcome has been determined as early as the end of the battle and will not change in any way, from a probability perspective, the probability of winning is very low! He became increasingly guilty.
And what about the other party? It’s still on the first page of the server!
He searched for the name of the other party's server, and when he scrolled to the bottom, he saw the name walking in the clouds at the first glance.
1:21:27.
It's over.
It's all over.
Like a deflated balloon, Camus leaned back and slumped in his chair.
He knew what Lao Ba was thinking. Lao Ba felt that having a competitor would make the two groups more cohesive in working together under the same goal, and this was actually achieved.
But when he thought of being ridiculed by Ye Xue, his mentality exploded in advance.
He dialed Lao Ba's voice line.
The old man picked up the call in seconds. He was probably smoking and playing with his cell phone.
"Lost?" When the voice was connected, Lao Ba asked listlessly.
"Well, how did you guess that?"
Lao Ba laughed weakly twice, took another puff of cigarette, and then joked: "If you had won, you would have ridiculed Brother Xiaosha and the others, and you wouldn't have had time to call me. I knew it when I saw your voice. It worked out.”
"Hahahaha!" Camus was already in a state of panic, but Lao Ba's words could still make him laugh loudly.
"It's nothing. If you lose, you lose. Don't lose so much that it makes people laugh."
"How is that possible!" Camus pretended to be generous.
"To be fair, we played well, really well. The configuration of this half group of Savages was able to go through everything smoothly in the first week, which really exceeded my expectations." Lao Ba recalled when he formed the second group this Thursday. The thought felt like a world away. “My original expectation was that the second group could not get through, and then some people were selected and merged into the first group, and then the second group took the trumpet to fight for the top four, but the result was that I wanted to have a racing competition, so I just followed the trend. "
In the end, he came to a conclusion: "It's good to have fought like this. We really have two all-passing teams this time. You can go and report the good news to Teacher Miao later."
Teacher Meow is the former president of Wings of Judgment A.
"Why don't you go!?" Camus looked helpless, "I don't have the face to report the good news after losing."
"Teacher Meow's biggest wish before AFK was to see all the Wings of Judgment passed. This was done by two groups. His original team had good players and a lot of bad guys. In the end, I passed every one of them. Yes, what’s so shameless about?”
"Then go by yourself!"
"You go, you go!"
After joking with his buddies for a while, Camus saw that Qin Ling asked them to transfer to the group chat on WeChat, and then he remembered that he still had something to deal with.
That orange bow.
