Chapter 200: Chapter 198: Redefining Speedrun
U.dted by BXN0VEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
Another unfinished message.
Lincoln called out directly, Room Administrator? Blacklist him for half an hour!
It was the first time Cloud Dreams official account was doing a live broadcast, so there was no room administrator, but it didnt matter, Mavis was there! Mavis swiftly added this temporary top-ranked brother to the blacklist.
So the following audience messages were much more normal: Congratulations, Boss Lin, for topping the sales of Assassins Alliance!
When will there be a competition? Looking forward to it!
Release Light Encounter soon! Sisters cant wait!
What are the survival conditions for Firefox? Can you please tell me, my child has restarted the game 8 times already!
Some audience members also complained about the title of his live broadcast room:
How fast is your speedrun?
Many professional gamers are also speedrunning, you cant be faster than them, can you?
Only one gunshot? Are you relying on others? Or are you playing with cold weapons?
Speedrun the main storyline? Great! Doesnt that mean continuous live streaming for several days?
Lincoln roughly looked at the comments and answered several questions:
Light Encounter will be soon, this week. You can pay attention to the account with the same name, theyll release some game information. As for the competition, you can look forward to it.
Firefoxs survival conditions? Havent you discovered it yet? I can only say, sincerity is the key!
How to be sincere? As long as you sincerely want her to survive when this intention is strong enough, I believe Firefox can feel it. For those worried about the speedrun time, I think tonight should be enough. The audience immediately sent a bunch of question marks.
Lincoln didnt mind that during the time he was talking nonsense, the live broadcast rooms popularity skyrocketed, directly hitting site-wide first!
This is the influence of Lincoln as a super big influencer and the golden age of the internet!
While saying these unimportant things, Lincoln logged into the virtual world as a pure player for the first time, skipping the DIY process of the virtual house and directly entering the game world.
Since hes incredibly familiar with the game, his gameplay is much freer than regular players.
He didnt even bother looking for money in the house at the start of the game, just rummaging through the toolbox for a screwdriver, pocketing it, and hailing a cab.
He calmly gave the name of the destination and quickly arrived at the company building.
When the driver asked for the payment, Lincoln didnt show any intention of taking out his wallet.
After all, every audience member knew he didnt have a single cent on him.
He took the screwdriver out of his pocket and waved it under the drivers nose, saying, Robbery! Hand over all your money.
The driver was stunned.
Not only was the driver stunned, but the million audience members were also a bit confused, as the comments section was full of question marks.
Lincoln noticed the situation in the live broadcast room its hard to see clearly when the comments are mixed, but when theyre all question marks, its clear.
He grabbed the drivers wallet while asking curiously, What? Havent any of you robbed a driver before?
The audience was speechless, with someone leaving a conspicuous message directly, Its not that we havent robbed drivers, its that weve never seen anyone as skilled as you! The game just started a few minutes ago!
Lincoln didnt mind, As a driver in the metropolis, not carrying a gun when working shows a lack of risk awareness! Its not that they deserve it, but its bound to happen sooner or later. Better early than late!
These heavily sarcastic remarks once again triggered the audiences wild complaints
God damn rushed early than late!
Carrying a gun to work
Risk awareness’
Prosperity flourishes!
Lincoln didnt care, first went to the convenience store to buy a big bag of sweets and snacks, and bought the Dream Brand Fire Dragon Fireworks in the corner, then went upstairs and entered the company.
He didnt rush to his workstation but went straight to his fat lady bosss office with all the snacks.
With a successful bribe, not only did he skip the targeted plot, but he also directly started the next stage of the task.
Next, Lincoln made an even more outrageous move
Before going downstairs to the convenience store, he picked up the phone on his workstation and dialed the emergency police number directly!
Hello? Is this the Metropolitan Police Department? I saw a fierce gun battle happening here! Many innocent civilians were injured! Hurry up! Come quickly!
He then hung up the phone right away.
Using the landline, it would be easy for the Metropolitan Police Department to track the location by the number.
After making the call, Lincoln leisurely went downstairs.
In the next plot, the audience knew, Firefox and Cross would appear on the scene simultaneously, leading their mercenaries to battle as they fight over the protagonist.
Some players had tried to change the plot at this critical juncture.
For example, someone had yelled directly at Cross to call him Dad.
But he forgot: he was still under the control of the Alliance, and as a result, he was killed by a shot from a close-range mercenary.
Others tried to help Old Dad fight Firefox, but their efforts were futile in front of a highly-focused top-level assassin.
However, this time it was different because of an unexpected variablethe Metropolis Police entered the scene!
The loud gunshots from both sides intense battle served as the perfect guide, and the Metropolitan Police quickly surrounded the fighting parties.
Then, without asking any questions, they started shooting at the armed criminals inside the circle indiscriminately!
The gunshots sounded continuously, creating chaos on the scene, even forcing Firefox and Cross to split their attention in an attempt to save their men.
Puff
A barely audible sound.
Lincoln seized the moment when Firefox was distracted, not paying attention to him, and stabbed his screwdriver into Firefoxs back.
As Firefox turned around, he collapsed, his face full of disbelief.
Apparently puzzled as to why a weak and honest man who had been bullied for over a decade suddenly became so decisive and ruthless!
The audience was also dazed by Lincolns move, and even the comments in the live broadcast room paused briefly.
They couldnt understand what Lincoln was planning to do at all.
Lincoln took the pistol from Firefox, who was now powerless, and dodged behind the shelves to avoid the mercenaries counterattack.
These mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Metropolis Police and failed to attack Lincoln in time.
By the time they reacted and started to attack Lincoln, ignoring the polices sniping, Cross had already begun to protect his son.
After approaching closer, Cross didnt hurry forward but began to explain the whole story: Wesley, stay calm! I am your father; I wont hurt you. Lets leave here first.
Lincoln walked out from behind the shelves with the gun and slowly approached Cross.
Cross breathed a sigh of relief, and the audience thought this was Lincolns goal: to join with Old Dad using a clever trick before the final battle.
Damn! Is this a direct jump to the final stage, where the ultimate battle takes place?
Father and son going into battle, the destruction of Alliances lair?!
So all the plots, tasks, and conversations in the textile factory are in vain?
Its impossible, right? They still need to level up; otherwise, a blank slate would only hold back Old Dad, right?
Havent you seen the title? Only one shot! Hes probably holding Old Dads thigh throughout, only shooting the final shot to kill Sloan! Unreal!
Can you play a game like this?
While the audience was still in awe, a sudden gunshot!
Bang!
In front of Lincoln, Crosss chest was dyed red with blood, and with great surprise and confusion, he fell to the ground.
Lincoln coldly said, Youre wrong! I am your father!
Chapter 200: Chapter 198: Redefining Speedrun
U.dted by BXN0VEL.cmTranslator: 549690339
Another unfinished message.
Lincoln called out directly, Room Administrator? Blacklist him for half an hour!
It was the first time Cloud Dreams official account was doing a live broadcast, so there was no room administrator, but it didnt matter, Mavis was there! Mavis swiftly added this temporary top-ranked brother to the blacklist.
So the following audience messages were much more normal: Congratulations, Boss Lin, for topping the sales of Assassins Alliance!
When will there be a competition? Looking forward to it!
Release Light Encounter soon! Sisters cant wait!
What are the survival conditions for Firefox? Can you please tell me, my child has restarted the game 8 times already!
Some audience members also complained about the title of his live broadcast room:
How fast is your speedrun?
Many professional gamers are also speedrunning, you cant be faster than them, can you?
Only one gunshot? Are you relying on others? Or are you playing with cold weapons?
Speedrun the main storyline? Great! Doesnt that mean continuous live streaming for several days?
Lincoln roughly looked at the comments and answered several questions:
Light Encounter will be soon, this week. You can pay attention to the account with the same name, theyll release some game information. As for the competition, you can look forward to it.
Firefoxs survival conditions? Havent you discovered it yet? I can only say, sincerity is the key!
How to be sincere? As long as you sincerely want her to survive when this intention is strong enough, I believe Firefox can feel it. For those worried about the speedrun time, I think tonight should be enough. The audience immediately sent a bunch of question marks.
Lincoln didnt mind that during the time he was talking nonsense, the live broadcast rooms popularity skyrocketed, directly hitting site-wide first!
This is the influence of Lincoln as a super big influencer and the golden age of the internet!
While saying these unimportant things, Lincoln logged into the virtual world as a pure player for the first time, skipping the DIY process of the virtual house and directly entering the game world.
Since hes incredibly familiar with the game, his gameplay is much freer than regular players.
He didnt even bother looking for money in the house at the start of the game, just rummaging through the toolbox for a screwdriver, pocketing it, and hailing a cab.
He calmly gave the name of the destination and quickly arrived at the company building.
When the driver asked for the payment, Lincoln didnt show any intention of taking out his wallet.
After all, every audience member knew he didnt have a single cent on him.
He took the screwdriver out of his pocket and waved it under the drivers nose, saying, Robbery! Hand over all your money.
The driver was stunned.
Not only was the driver stunned, but the million audience members were also a bit confused, as the comments section was full of question marks.
Lincoln noticed the situation in the live broadcast room its hard to see clearly when the comments are mixed, but when theyre all question marks, its clear.
He grabbed the drivers wallet while asking curiously, What? Havent any of you robbed a driver before?
The audience was speechless, with someone leaving a conspicuous message directly, Its not that we havent robbed drivers, its that weve never seen anyone as skilled as you! The game just started a few minutes ago!
Lincoln didnt mind, As a driver in the metropolis, not carrying a gun when working shows a lack of risk awareness! Its not that they deserve it, but its bound to happen sooner or later. Better early than late!
These heavily sarcastic remarks once again triggered the audiences wild complaints
God damn rushed early than late!
Carrying a gun to work
Risk awareness’
Prosperity flourishes!
Lincoln didnt care, first went to the convenience store to buy a big bag of sweets and snacks, and bought the Dream Brand Fire Dragon Fireworks in the corner, then went upstairs and entered the company.
He didnt rush to his workstation but went straight to his fat lady bosss office with all the snacks.
With a successful bribe, not only did he skip the targeted plot, but he also directly started the next stage of the task.
Next, Lincoln made an even more outrageous move
Before going downstairs to the convenience store, he picked up the phone on his workstation and dialed the emergency police number directly!
Hello? Is this the Metropolitan Police Department? I saw a fierce gun battle happening here! Many innocent civilians were injured! Hurry up! Come quickly!
He then hung up the phone right away.
Using the landline, it would be easy for the Metropolitan Police Department to track the location by the number.
After making the call, Lincoln leisurely went downstairs.
In the next plot, the audience knew, Firefox and Cross would appear on the scene simultaneously, leading their mercenaries to battle as they fight over the protagonist.
Some players had tried to change the plot at this critical juncture.
For example, someone had yelled directly at Cross to call him Dad.
But he forgot: he was still under the control of the Alliance, and as a result, he was killed by a shot from a close-range mercenary.
Others tried to help Old Dad fight Firefox, but their efforts were futile in front of a highly-focused top-level assassin.
However, this time it was different because of an unexpected variablethe Metropolis Police entered the scene!
The loud gunshots from both sides intense battle served as the perfect guide, and the Metropolitan Police quickly surrounded the fighting parties.
Then, without asking any questions, they started shooting at the armed criminals inside the circle indiscriminately!
The gunshots sounded continuously, creating chaos on the scene, even forcing Firefox and Cross to split their attention in an attempt to save their men.
Puff
A barely audible sound.
Lincoln seized the moment when Firefox was distracted, not paying attention to him, and stabbed his screwdriver into Firefoxs back.
As Firefox turned around, he collapsed, his face full of disbelief.
Apparently puzzled as to why a weak and honest man who had been bullied for over a decade suddenly became so decisive and ruthless!
The audience was also dazed by Lincolns move, and even the comments in the live broadcast room paused briefly.
They couldnt understand what Lincoln was planning to do at all.
Lincoln took the pistol from Firefox, who was now powerless, and dodged behind the shelves to avoid the mercenaries counterattack.
These mercenaries were caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the Metropolis Police and failed to attack Lincoln in time.
By the time they reacted and started to attack Lincoln, ignoring the polices sniping, Cross had already begun to protect his son.
After approaching closer, Cross didnt hurry forward but began to explain the whole story: Wesley, stay calm! I am your father; I wont hurt you. Lets leave here first.
Lincoln walked out from behind the shelves with the gun and slowly approached Cross.
Cross breathed a sigh of relief, and the audience thought this was Lincolns goal: to join with Old Dad using a clever trick before the final battle.
Damn! Is this a direct jump to the final stage, where the ultimate battle takes place?
Father and son going into battle, the destruction of Alliances lair?!
So all the plots, tasks, and conversations in the textile factory are in vain?
Its impossible, right? They still need to level up; otherwise, a blank slate would only hold back Old Dad, right?
Havent you seen the title? Only one shot! Hes probably holding Old Dads thigh throughout, only shooting the final shot to kill Sloan! Unreal!
Can you play a game like this?
While the audience was still in awe, a sudden gunshot!
Bang!
In front of Lincoln, Crosss chest was dyed red with blood, and with great surprise and confusion, he fell to the ground.
Lincoln coldly said, Youre wrong! I am your father!
