Chapter 221 The birth of 12zero

The expression on Xiao Qi's face became more and more solemn. He saw the battlefield video from the end to the end. Both sides of the battle are all 6-control heroes, and the skill of the work has far exceeded his own at this stage.

"In this small Internet cafe... there is such a master? That's awesome..." When Xiao Qi was talking to himself, the fat waiter took the broom and the dustpan pulled Xiao Fei's broken glass together. The urn said angrily, "I'm sorry, because you broke the glass of this Internet cafe, you paid 30 yuan..."

At this time, Xiao Qi is like seeing an antique collector of bronze tools in the era of gods. Where can he still hear others talking to him? Suddenly, a light suddenly burst into his eyes. Xiao Qi grabbed the fat waiter's arms and roared, "Where are they?"

Although the fat waiter is wide, he is as timid as a mouse. First, he was stunned, and then his heart beat wildly and stammered, "What...what? Are you going to hit someone?"

"The person who played this game!" Xiao Qi pointed to the LCD screen in the blue screen.

Out of the fear of the little people, the fat waiter shivered and pointed to Zhang Mu and Wu Ling, who left side by side in the distance without hesitation. At this time, they were talking.

"There is a lot of content in Hero Hegemony, which is the best to kill time, but it is hundreds of times more difficult to embark on the road of professional players than ordinary people think... The process is too boring." Zhang Mu put his hands in his pockets, as if sighing for competitive game players.

Wu Ling also nodded and sighed, "Every day in front of the computer, I keep practicing... I practice until late at night. It's really difficult for professional players to do. Hey, speaking of this, Brother Mu, it may be separated by mountains. I feel that it is more unreliable to make money in 'Hero Invincible' than to make money in 'Hero Hegemony'... Online games, don't they usually spend money..."

Zhang Mu Dale gently patted Wu Ling on the shoulder and said, "Haha, the gameplay and methods of the two games are different. Don't care too much about this. Whether you are playing games or working, the most taboo is to be half-hearted. Your talent is not bad. As long as you work hard, you will definitely break into a sky in the world of 'hero hegemony'. Therefore, don't stare at my online game version. It's like a mountain apart.

Wu Ling laughed, and all kinds of punk ornaments on his body made a chaotic sound with the movements of his body.

"Brother Mu, I have already thought about it. If I can really win the game, you 6, I 4. Of course, it's not just a game. In all the next events, I will..."

Zhang Mu swung his right arm and said, "Don't be too big. There are mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside. Don't think you are great now. You are far from it. As for the form of division you said... Well, it's okay."

Even if Wu Ling didn't say it, Zhang Mu would take the initiative to propose it. He already had the intention of recruiting Wu Ling to his studio. If he really works hard, with Wu Ling's not too stupid talent, he can be fully famous in China. At that time, the reputation of your studio will rise. Zhang Mu is still confused about how to make money in the studio, but he knows ignorantly that if he wants to make money, he must first win the reputation of the studio.

Just as the two were chatting, Xiao Qi suddenly rushed out of the side, spread out his arms, and blocked their way.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Wu Ling raised his eyebrows and dared not say anything else. Wuchao Internet cafe, he is a 'one bully', and there are so many good friends!

Xiao Qi hurriedly introduced himself: "The 'Hand of God' game club, the deputy captain of the Hero Battle Team! Xiao Qi! I watched the game between you two just now... I don't know if I can leave your contact number."

"Why?" Zhang Mu asked with a blank face.

Xiao Qi didn't care and said seriously, "Well, in a week later, the Hand of God Club will hold a 'Heroes Masters Cup' qualifier. The two players who won this game can not only get a reward of 20,000 yuan, but also get the club's full sponsorship to participate. Add the upcoming 'First International Championship of Heroic Championship'.

"Oh, is there such a good thing?" Wu Ling's eyes lit up. Xiao Qi's words were a little confused, and his head was full of the reward of 20,000 yuan. This is by no means a small amount for an unemployed wanderer. Guangzhou is a medium-sized city with a per capita income of only 1,500 yuan. If there were 20,000 yuan..., Wu Ling would have fallen into an inescapable state of Italian silver.

"I don't know if you two are interested? This is my business card." Xiao Qi took out two cards and handed them to Zhang Mu and Wu Ling, and said cautiously, "I hope you two can participate at that time. When you arrive at the club, you can call me 'Xiao Qi' directly."

"We will consider it." Zhang Mu stuffed his business card into his pocket and nodded gently.

"Please be sure to attend!" Xiao Qi shouted at the backs of the two.

When Zhang and Wu left, Xiao Qi whispered, "Sure enough, there is a mountain outside the mountain... There are people outside... Their game level is already top-notch at this stage... It's really terrible..."

Leaving the Wuchao Internet cafe, it was already noon.

Zhang Mu and Wu Ling sat in a small restaurant not far from the Internet cafe and ordered a few small dishes and two bottles of beer.

Wu Ling sat opposite Zhang Mu and grinned, and from time to time he would make an obscene laugh from his throat.

Zhang Mu knew what he was thinking. After grabbing the beer and pouring a few mouthfuls into his throat, he smiled and said, "What's wrong? Do you want to participate in the 'Masters Cup qualifier'?

Wu Ling's eyes were shining, and he nodded vigorously, "Brother Mu, do you think... can I win?"

"Which one wins or not? It doesn't matter if I say it. It doesn't matter if you say it... Strength has the final say. You don't really think I'm the best master in the world, do you?" Zhang Mu put down his glass and said seriously, "At this stage, there are at least 20 players who are better than me..."

Zhang Mu's words are by no means arrogant. While Wu Ling is training, players from other countries must be carrying out the same training. Wu Ling's performance is a little proud.

"Brother Mu, I didn't mean that... I know what you said. I just want to participate in this competition and test my strength. The competition will not officially start until the end of the month. I have to try the depth of the water before crossing the river..."

"Go ahead, I'll go with you then. Um... I should have time on the 9th. No. 10 is me and I..." Zhang Mu cut off his words. Anyway, Wu Ling can't understand what he is saying now, which is equivalent to playing the piano to the cow.

"Hey hey, Brother Mu, you are really my nobleman. So what do you think I should use for the competition ID? You can't always pretend to be you."

"12zero!" Zhang Mu said without thinking about it.

"zero? The meaning of zero... I understand this, the first 12 is..."

"The name of the studio." Zhang Mu smiled faintly and put two pieces of bamboo shoots in his mouth.

12 Studio! Brother Mu, do you mean... I'm already a member of the studio?" Wu Ling was ecstatic.

Zhang Mu shook the chopsticks in his hand: "When you dress more like a normal person, I will admit that you are a member of my studio."

"Ha, hahaha..." Wu Ling grabbed his head and smiled shyly.

'Ding Ding Ding~~'

Zhang Mu's mobile phone suddenly rang, and it was called by a fat man.

"Brother, come back soon. Your nest has been built. The first one to settle in is..."

(to be continued)