OLG certainly didn’t discriminate against gays. In fact, they treated gays exceptionally well.
The gay guy had the only bedroom in the club with a private bathroom. His say during matches far outweighed the coach’s. Even the founder and manager couldn’t boss him around. Heck, even his monthly streaming hour requirement was much lower than his teammates’.
Because this gay guy was OLG’s cash cow. Every year, his commercial endorsements, merchandise sales, including the league’s official ticket and merchandise revenue splits—all of it filled OLG’s coffers to the brim.
This gay guy, the Crown Prince of OLG, fully deserved the title.
During afternoon scrims, Jack walked into the first team training room and spotted Bai Wei immediately. He looked twice, then walked over to Qin Baotian, leaned in, and whispered, “Where’s this bad mood? Looks pretty happy to me. Even looks kinda handsome.”
Qin Baotian sneaked a glance too. “Who knows? Like the weather forecast: rain one minute, sunshine the next.”
Jack laid out the scrim assignments. “Next week we’re playing against Group A. For today’s scrims, Rose keeps playing the first four matches. Show, you play the last two.”
After afternoon scrims ended, Bai Wei assigned everyone an extra three hours of ranked practice.
It was the end of the month. Aside from Yan Xiu, who had no streaming obligations yet, and Bai Wei, who’d long since finished his hours, both Qingbao and Rose still had seven or eight hours left. Qingbao poked his head out from behind his monitor. “What do you say? Duo queue, God Show?”
Yan Xiu wasn’t streaming, but Qingbao’s chat was full of people clamoring for him to duo with Show, with many also asking him to rope in Bai Wei. Qin Baotian wouldn’t dare ask Bai Wei, so he could only fulfill half of the audience’s request.
Yan Xiu nodded. “Sure, just invite me directly.”
“Invite me too.”
Qin Baotian was shocked. “Invite you?”
Bai Wei said “yeah” and was already finding Qingbao’s ID on his friends list, requesting to join the squad.
The chat instantly erupted. Qingbao’s viewer count shot up by 20,000.
Qingbao was gleeful. Setting aside gift money, the algorithm boost he’d get today was guaranteed—he was about to rake it in. After inviting both teammates to the squad, Qingbao finished thanking for gifts and read some comments. “If we trio queue, Aerospace is no challenge… Go to Dam to bully noobs? Give the rookie babies a chance to live… Bakesh? Isn’t that the domain of Ascension Rat? If we go Bakesh, even the bosses can’t run, and Escort Carries will have their orders blown… Our three-man squad steamrolling isn’t interesting? Hey, I don’t like the sound of that.”
Qingbao actually wanted to bridge camp the most. Too bad he was streaming—doing scummy things gets you flamed easily, so he had to give up.
“Three-man solo… what do you mean three-man solo?”
After a moment, Qingbao understood the audience’s idea. “Now that’s something.” He spoke into his mic to the other two. “What do you say, should we each solo queue?”
Yan Xiu asked, “What do you mean, each solo queue?”
Qin Baotian explained, “It means the three of us squad up and load into Aerospace. But right at the start, we split up, each going our own way. Everyone plays it like Solo vs Trios. If a teammate dies, you can’t revive them. If a teammate gets ganked by a full squad, you can’t help. Whoever dies first loses. How’s that?”
The netizens’ idea was twisted enough. Yan Xiu had no objections. But Bai Wei asked, “Lose? If there’s winning and losing, there have to be penalties.”
Qin Baotian’s eyes darted around. “Whoever dies first has to send me a sports car!”
【You’re scared to ask for big money!】
【One sports car and you’re all dazzled. Where’s your ambition???】
【God Qing × God Money √】
Bai Wei was also amused by the fatty’s short-sightedness. The three had just entered the game, about to select their Operators. Bai Wei said, “If Qin Baotian loses, he has to publicly reveal his phone’s browsing history.”
Qin Baotian sucked in a sharp breath. “Holy shit, going that big?!” He quickly countered, “Well, if you lose, you have to dye that thing green!” He pointed at Bai Wei’s hair.
Bai Wei sneered, narrowing his eyes. “Fine.”
Yan Xiu asked on his own initiative, “What about me?”
“You?” Qin Baotian couldn’t think of a way to gross Yan Xiu out. He only wanted to mess with Bai Wei anyway. Show wasn’t an animal—no need to torment him.
Yan Xiu suggested, “I could also reveal my phone’s browsing history.”
Qin Baotian replied, “If you’re offering it up that easily, it’s definitely squeaky clean. No, no.”
Bai Wei suddenly spoke up. “If you lose, you play Truth or Dare. Pick one.”
Yan Xiu looked up from his monitor at the person diagonally across from him. His delicate face held a calm, unruffled expression. Bai Wei couldn’t help but curl his lip, offering a slight smile.
“…” Yan Xiu immediately averted his gaze. “Alright.”
The three officially landed. Very tactfully, they had all chosen Luna, the Operator most suited for Solo vs Trios. Their spawn point was the Launch Area. All three headed toward the Core Area, but Bai Wei ran across the Bridge, Yan Xiu ran under the Bridge, and Qingbao ran from the Canning Area. One squad, three routes. Felt like even dinner would have to be at three separate tables.
Yan Xiu suddenly thought of something. “What if none of us die? How is that decided?”
Qin Baotian said, surprised, “We play three matches total, best of three. You’re saying over three matches, none of us die even once?”
Yan Xiu replied, “It’s not impossible. Just extract three times in a row, in Solo vs Trios.”
Just.
Three times in a row.
Qin Baotian: “…”
He had indeed experienced God Show’s “humility.”
Bai Wei’s voice was low and husky. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Hm… then it goes by head count. If all three never die, the one with the fewest kills loses. And if anyone hides in a single spot for more than five minutes in any match, that’s also a loss.”
“Alright.”
“OK!”
Yan Xiu’s Solo vs Trios extraction rate for classified Aerospace was a staggering 98.8%. This didn’t mean he could casually extract every time.
Aerospace was fraught with danger. This wasn’t a pro match where players had limited high-quality gear and weapons. In ranked, everyone could bring top-tier equipment. Encountering an Escort Bro in Tier 6 gear with A-Max ammo, or an Aggro Bro in full Tier 5 with gold ammo—getting one-tapped by their A-Max just once meant failure.
Yan Xiu meticulously cleared every angle, checking potential ambush spots before moving. Even Qingbao stopped making noise, focusing intently on using his abilities to scan positions. Only game sounds filled the stream, yet viewership kept climbing, the chat scrolling rapidly.
The first match, all three played extremely cautiously.
They were all playing on their main accounts, marked with the pro player badge. Every opponent they killed could see their IDs.
When their teammates were killed, the remaining scattered survivors immediately signaled for mercy. But each head was a point. The three didn’t return the signals, coldly and ruthlessly executing team wipes.
【Hahahahaha has OLG stopped being fan-friendly?】
【So brutal, I can’t even watch. This Haji Bee finally managed to lay a long smoke screen, blend through it from the CEO Office to escape to the Dark Room, and was just about to head under the bridge for a drop-backpack extraction. His two teammates were both insta-killed by God D. He almost made it to the drop-backpack spot, reached the Canning Area… and then God Show killed him too!】
【Haji Bee: Are you OLG people even human? One in the CEO Office, one in the Canning Area, miles apart! Is this reasonable?! Is this appropriate?! Is there no justice left?!】
The first match, a small test of skill, the three played relatively conservatively.
Bai Wei got 5 kills, Yan Xiu 4, Qin Baotian 4. Out of the 15 total enemies in Aerospace, 13 died at their hands.
Calculated by actual head count—each Operator had one chance to be revived by a teammate—15 people could yield a maximum of 30 kills. But OLG’s bet rules didn’t count kills, they counted killed IDs. Killing the same ID twice only counted as one.
Starting the second match, Yan Xiu decided to go on the offense.
If he played too conservatively, Danger and Qingbao would just snatch all the kills. Even if he survived and extracted, if his kill count was lower than theirs, he’d still lose.
However, the other two had the same idea.
This match, Yan Xiu and Qingbao again chose Operator Luna.
In Delta Force, Luna was the undisputed T0 Recon Operator. Her two sub-abilities could detect enemy positions, and her ultimate had a massive range. Under her Recon Arrow, all enemies were exposed, with nowhere to hide—the best character for a solo player.
But Bai Wei chose Vyron.
Qin Baotian was baffled. “What are you doing, picking Vyron? Slowly clearing angles?”
Yan Xiu’s expression subtly darkened. Without a word, he quickly left the Control Center and entered the Core Area.
Vyron’s kill efficiency was definitely higher than Luna’s. But Vyron’s abilities weren’t as suited for reconnaissance. Every single one of his skills was designed for rapid kills. He was the undisputed T0 Entry Fragger.
Vyron killed fast, true, but it was much riskier. 1v3 wasn’t as reliable as using Luna.
Qingbao didn’t understand Bai Wei’s reason for picking Vyron. The chat was already getting anxious on his behalf.
【God D is about to go on a rampage, why aren’t you rushing over to steal kills?!】
【Showbao understood right away, why can’t you? Who has been Danger’s teammate for three years, anyway?!】
【It’s over. Two minutes in, and God D already got two kills with A-Max.】
【Holy moly, does anyone have God D’s POV? Two insanely fast A-Max shots, is he using an A-Max like a hip-fire gun?!】
Qin Baotian saw the kill notification flash at the bottom of his screen. He cursed “Holy shit” and sprinted into the Core Area to steal kills.
In the second match, Bai Wei single-handedly got 8 kills. Yan Xiu got 3, Qin Baotian 4.
Bai Wei’s kill count instantly hit 13. Yan Xiu had 7, Qin Baotian 8. Unless Bai Wei suddenly died in the third match, his chance of having the fewest kills was basically zero. But Yan Xiu and Qin Baotian’s kill counts were very close. Worry clouded Qin Baotian’s round, fat face, his expression dark on the stream.
For the third match, Qingbao stuck with his best Operator, Luna. Yan Xiu chose Vyron.
Qin Baotian cried out, “You gotta be kidding me! Picking on my mediocre Vyron?!”
This time, their spawn point was the Dormitory. Eighteen minutes into the match, Bai Wei had 1 kill, Yan Xiu had 3, and Qin Baotian had 2.
They were matched against a squad of aggressive Escort Carries. The Escort squad spawned in the Prison Area, far from the Dormitory. By the time the trio had wiped the West Gate squad at the Dormitory, two waves of gunfire had already sounded from the Prison Area.
The Escort Bros had already fought off at least two squads. It was highly likely both had been team-wiped.
OLG wiped two squads. The Escort Bros wiped two squads. In the entire Aerospace map, only the OLG squad and the Escort Bro squad remained.
Currently, Bai Wei was at 14 kills total. Yan Xiu had 10, Qin Baotian also 10.
Only three enemy heads maximum remained on the field.
The Escort Bros weren’t cowardly rats. They chose to push directly into the Core Area to hunt. Hearing footsteps, Yan Xiu subconsciously reported, “Footsteps in the Blue Room.” Only then did he realize he and Qingbao were now rivals.
“God Show, you’re so kind,” Qin Baotian snickered. “On my way.”
Yan Xiu pursed his lips.
The Escort squad also realized the last remaining enemy squad was in the Dark Room. Two Escort Bros, one playing Vyron, the other Luna. The remaining boss played the Medic—the most standard bodyguard lineup.
Yan Xiu heard the sound of an A-Max reloading. This time, he didn’t call it out.
The enemy Luna fired a Recon Arrow. OLG’s three silhouettes were instantly exposed. Simultaneously, Qingbao fired his ultimate. Both sides now knew each other’s positions.
Yan Xiu Sneaked to the Junction Box connecting the Dark Room and Blue Room. Qingbao, playing Recon, took a position further back, holding an angle from the second-floor computer room.
Only these three kills remained on the field. Whoever got fewer kills would lose.
Yan Xiu knew clearly there was a Vyron behind the Junction Box. The boss was probably still hiding in the Blue Room, too scared to show. The remaining Luna was most likely near the Med Station.
Yan Xiu’s gaze was calm. He stared intently at his monitor, swapping guns to his A-Max.
【God Show is already at the close-range position, and you’re still holding this angle? You’re guaranteed to lose this!】
【Dude, go! Don’t let him get two kills alone, Qingbao.】
The two squads were locked in a standoff. Qin Baotian glanced at his chat during a brief moment. “From my position, holding the Vyron, the moment he peeks, he’s dead. Before Show can kill him, I’ll definitely snipe him. Once Vyron is dead, their Luna will use utility to block the path. Show won’t be able to push either. Then I’ll go down and throw utility. No problem.”
Yan Xiu could also hear him but didn’t respond.
“Don’t worry, everything is under control… My position guarantees I get the enemy Vyron’s head. Can my A-Max possibly be slower than their A-Max? …Yeah, no problem, guaranteed win. Thanks to Boss Grapefruit Tea for the sports car, wishing the boss…”
“Bang!”
A DFL veteran’s reaction speed allowed Qingbao to hold his mouse tightly, locking onto the spot where the Vyron might peek, all while thanking for gifts. But a terrifying A-Max shot suddenly thundered. Qin Baotian froze. In his sight, the enemy Vyron hadn’t even appeared yet. Yan Xiu actually boosted out the doorway with a Jet Boost and fired an A-Max shot!
【OLG-show killed Laifu Esports-Little Xu with AWM】
The next second, the enemy Vyron peeked from behind the box. Qingbao reacted at his limit. Just as the Vyron opened fire on Yan Xiu, Qingbao’s A-Max bullet followed. But Qingbao, startled by Yan Xiu’s reckless move, Whiffed his shot completely. His A-Max didn’t kill the Vyron; it hit the Vyron’s arm instead.
The Vyron was instantly left with a sliver of health, panicking and Jet Boosting towards the outside to escape.
At the same time, a Blinding Smoke grenade drifted out of the Blue Room. One Escort had fallen, and the boss started running too.
Only then did Qin Baotian realize what Yan Xiu had just done. “No way, you play it like that, God Show! You used the A-Max like a hip-fire gun, boosting out to insta-kill the enemy Luna first. You left your back open to the enemy Vyron. If the Vyron dared peek to shoot you, he’d get shot by me. I became a part of your play???”
Bai Wei’s lazy voice sounded. “You’re overthinking it.”
Qin Baotian froze. “What?”
“That A-Max shot that hit Vyron—was it you who fired it? Why so excited?”
Qin Baotian was stunned.
【Just now I looked closely. Qingbao really Whiffed. Not the arm; it grazed the Vyron’s scalp. Didn’t hit at all!】
【An A-Max definitely hit the Vyron’s arm. I saw it. And he wouldn’t need to run unless his arm was hit and he was low HP.】
【That A-Max was from Show.】
【Ho-ly sht! So Show first did a Jet Boost, A-Max to kill the enemy Luna; then turned and fired his A-Max, hitting the enemy Vyron’s arm?!】
【Is this still the A-Max I know??? Since when did the A-Max actually become a hip-fire gun???】
Anyone could Whiff a shot, but right now Qin Baotian didn’t have time to worry about that. He immediately jumped to the first floor and circled around outside the Dark Room to chase the fleeing Vyron and boss.
Yan Xiu already had a one-kill lead. If he got another kill, Qingbao would lose.
Similarly, Yan Xiu chased the Vyron out through the Junction Box.
Suddenly.
【OLG-Danger killed Laifu Esports-Mangmang with M14】
【OLG-Danger killed Chaochao Wants to Eat Meat with M14】
【Team Wipe!】
Both Yan Xiu and Qin Baotian stopped simultaneously.
While the two were locked in a standoff with the enemy, holding angles from the Dark Room, neither noticed Bai Wei had long since flanked around to the outside. It was as if he’d predicted Yan Xiu would flush the enemies out of the Blue Room. He was already set up on the road, effortlessly taking the last two kills.
Bai Wei flexed his wrist and removed his headphones, leaning back into his gaming chair. His lips curved upward, clicking his tongue lightly as he casually checked the match stats. “Hmm, so who has the fewest kills now? Let’s see… Show, 11 kills. Qin Baotian, 10. Oh, so it’s you, Qin Baotian.” He let out a completely unprincipled laugh.
At the sound of that WhiteDog’s mocking voice, Qin Baotian exploded. For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly asked, “If Show hadn’t been leading by one kill, but I was leading by one kill, would you have killed those two?”
Yan Xiu abruptly looked up. Bai Wei also went silent.
The stream chat instantly exploded.
【What does that mean, what does that mean? Is Qingbao leading the CP ship too!!!】
【AAAAAAAHHH so THAT’S the reason! God D deliberately stole the final two kills to let Showbao win!】
【Mom, I’m shipping again!!!】
But Qin Baotian hadn’t thought about it that deeply at all. Gritting his teeth, he hissed, “You just wanted to mess with me on purpose, you animal!!!”
