escape from tarkov garbage system

Chapter 106
After waiting for a long time, the smell on Zuo An's body became much weaker, and his clothes were thrown into the trash can, and he took a shower again, so there was basically no smell.

"I c, the thing you gave me was a bit cruel. When I was in the toilet, I felt like my soul was flying." Zuo An said with lingering fear.

Jiang Minglang said awkwardly: "I didn't know this thing had such a big reaction. Do you think it has any effect?"

Zuo An casually twisted his wrist, shook his old waist, and said: "It does feel much better than before, but it's not too obvious now. I have to wait until I play the game to taste it carefully."

"As long as you feel it, remember to call Shang Nanhe to find me in a few days."

"Well, the people in your team have been confirmed. I guess you haven't prepared a base for us..."

Jiang Minglang asked suspiciously, "What base?"

Zouan had such an expression as expected: "The place where we train every day, we can't let us train at home."

"Well...there is really no suitable place for these, but the place where my girlfriend lives is quite suitable. There are quite a few rooms and a big living room."

"You need to prepare for these things, and there are other things that are not too urgent now, such as analysts, coaches, etc., you will definitely not find them."

Jiang Minglang was puzzled again: "What are these things for? Why didn't I know I needed these things?"

Zou An explained to Jiang Minglang: "Analysts are used to analyze the strengths and weaknesses of your own team and other teams to make it easier for the team to win. The coach doesn't need me to say more, it is used to assist the players in daily training.

However, the game Escape from Tarkov just came out not long ago, so there is no need to consider such a character for the time being. For old games like LOL, every team has a matching set. "

Only then did Jiang Minglang realize that so many things need to be prepared to form a club. In his impression, the club is just a few computers, and a few people just sit there for daily training. He really doesn't know anything else.

"Then are there any other necessary things?" Jiang Minglang planned to ask in case everything was not ready after a while when everyone was gathered.

Zuo An thought for a while and said: "There is nothing else, even if you have it now, you can't find it... All you can prepare now is a computer, the higher the performance, the better, usually they can also broadcast live, and use it to earn a little bit Extra money, by the way, to relieve you a little stress."

"Okay, I'll prepare these things later when I go. I remember that you also led a team that ate chicken before. What are the rules of the game?" Jiang Minglang was afraid that he would not understand, so he added: "It's how to advance or something."

"It's easy to eat chicken, from the initial selection to the domestic league promotion, the middle group stage, the provincial stage, and then the domestic stage, and Escape from Tarkov is probably the same.

However, the chicken game is very fast. There are 25 people and [-] teams in a game. The rankings are determined after five or six games. The rule of Escape from Tarkov is one-on-one, which is probably very slow.

But the advantage is that this game is a new game, and there may not be so many participating teams. "

Jiang Minglang sighed: "This is the only benefit of the new game. Have you asked for leave today? It's almost three o'clock..."

Zouan said with a confused face: "Why are you taking leave? I don't go to school."

Jiang Minglang looked like what's wrong with you and said nothing.

It took Zuan a while to react, and he yelled: "I am Nima!" and ran to the computer.

Jiang Minglang followed behind, and said with a sinister smile, "Young man, the door of your live broadcast room is about to be kicked open."

Zuoan turned on the computer and asked, "Aren't you late too? Are you not in a hurry?"

Jiang Minglang smiled and said, "I've asked for leave, so I don't need to broadcast live today."

"I..." Zou An was unable to complain anymore, and when he opened the live broadcast room, all the audience shouted and apologised, and the screen was full of apologies for being late.

"Short, you are already an hour late, and your cow is gone!"

"It's always stuck, it's okay now, I'm late, there is no one saying that this matter is endless!"

"Late, Dao, Niuzi, understand?"

"Short, we've rebelled, don't tell us where you live, or I'll mail a bunch of goodies for you to enjoy!"

"Don't let the house manager get round, this guy just forgot, I guess I paid too much food and food last night, and my health is going to die!"

"Does anyone know where the dwarf's house is? We can send someone to find out what's going on!"

……

Looking at the barrage, Jiang Minglang smiled and said, "Your audience is quite loving, so they send you something?"

Zou An smiled bitterly and said: "Stop it, I sent you all women's clothes, and you want me to wear them and show my face for the live broadcast. Am I that kind of person? I'm definitely not, so I gave everything to Xiong Bai."

Jiang Minglang asked curiously, "Does it look good?"

"Don't mention it, girls feel shy when they wear it, let alone me, a 30-year-old man, but the clothes are pretty good-looking." Zuo An gradually became obscene.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person! Still like to subdue temptation?"

"Stop talking, the broadcast is on, explain it to me." He said and clicked on the broadcast.

"Sorry, I was a little late today due to special reasons, please forgive me! Now, please let the culprit who caused me to be late come and say a few words to you." He also clicked on the camera, and his big face appeared first in the screen.

……

"I saw it, I saw it, Feng Gong from e-sports, come out of the rivers and lakes again!"

"Take a screenshot, it's so handsome, share it with Yuba!"

"Although there is a buffer of photos, I still can't imagine that this Nima really looks like it!"

"Short, tell me, are you related to Feng Gong?"

"Although I'm late, I showed up, and it seems like I'm doing well."

"Don't talk upstairs, late is late, he showed his face because of his own operation error, how can the two be confused?"

……

Zuo An saw his face appear on the screen, and quickly turned the camera to Jiang Minglang.

Jiang Minglang waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Everyone, I am Minglang. I have something to do with the shorty today, but it's not because of me that I'm late. It's been agreed before the meal. We didn't drink during the meal. He was late." The main reason is because of this person.

On the contrary, if I hadn't reminded him, he might have forgotten about the live broadcast. "

Jiang Minglang will definitely not take the blame. He is not the kind of person who takes the initiative to take the blame, and he is not used to having a bad temper at all.

"If you didn't give me that stuff, how could I have wasted so long?"

"Then spit it out!" Jiang Minglang pouted.

"Well, the reason for being late is because I forgot." Zuan compromised.
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ps: One month, one hundred chapters, how should I put it? I thought before that I wouldn’t write so many, but I didn’t expect that I still persevered.

Thanks to so many reading friends, some of whom came from the live broadcast room, some of whom like Tarkov games, and some of whom I found randomly...

Ok I admit I was overthinking it.

Thank you for the recommendation tickets you gave me. I am very grateful. Without the support of your recommendation tickets, I guess I would not be able to write for a while.

I hope you will support me a lot and give a lot of recommendation tickets.

(End of this chapter)