Chapter 10

Jiang Siming bought a bowl of beef brisket rice for 18 yuan from a night snack stall, planning to head home. As he passed by an office area, he noticed a large GG sign outside.

The sign read in large letters: "4AM PUBG Team Recruitment," followed by some recruitment information:

- Over 18 years old,

- Over 2000 hours of game time,

- KDA over 4.0,

- Average damage over 500,

- Asian server rank over 3000, other servers over 4000,

- No bad habits,服从安排, healthy body,

- Priority given to those with exceptional sniping talent.

- Monthly salary over 50,000, food and accommodation provided, tournament bonuses, and seasonal dividends calculated separately.

Seeing this recruitment information, Jiang Siming felt an intense itch in his heart.

The conditions were too good, a monthly salary of 50,000, and food and accommodation provided.

But he realized he didn't meet the standards.

His account had less than 100 hours of game time, and his rank was only 1200 points. His KDA and average damage were even worse.

The gap he had dug for himself was too large. Even though he had won a few matches in the past two days, these statistics hadn't improved much.

He was far from meeting the requirements. Moreover, joining a team meant daily training with teammates, and he would have to follow a strict schedule, essentially putting his entire life under the team's command.

Jiang Siming, who had just escaped the drudgery of work, didn't want to be controlled by anyone again. After a few more glances, he turned and left.

Back home, Jiang Siming finished his beef brisket rice, took a shower, and was about to play a game when a knock came at the door.

Opening the door, he saw his landlady, Ms. Luo.

"Ms. Luo, is there something you need?" Jiang Siming asked, frowning.

Ms. Luo was his landlady, but Jiang Siming didn't like her. She was too snobbish, stingy, and inconsiderate.

Ms. Luo's eyes nearly fell out when she saw Jiang Siming. Her fish eyes kept sizing him up, and she gave a flirtatious smile.

"Xiao Jiang, I just came to check on you and to tell you two things."

"Go ahead, I'm listening." Jiang Siming's expression was blank, and he blocked the door, not intending to let her in.

Ms. Luo wasn't annoyed. She gave Jiang Siming a few more lecherous looks and said with a smile, "First, a new tenant will be coming tomorrow. It would be best if you could tidy up the living room to make a good impression on the new tenant."

Ms. Luo's apartment was a two-bedroom, one-living room setup, and it was sublet. Jiang Siming only rented one room, and the other room was originally occupied by a very honest and decent couple, but they moved out last month, leaving the room vacant.

"Ms. Luo, it's fine to bring a new tenant, but we agreed that you wouldn't bring in strange or unclean people," Jiang Siming said bluntly. He didn't want his roommate to be a slob or someone with a disgusting job, like a prostitute, gambler, or gangster. If that happened, he would move out immediately.

He was quite satisfied with the last couple. They were very clean and nice, except for the occasional noises at night.

Ms. Luo laughed and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiang. This time it's a girl, very clean and pretty. I wouldn't let just anyone live in my house."

"That's good. What's the other thing?"

"The other thing is that your rent for this month is due. When do you have time to pay it?" Ms. Luo grinned, her money-hungry mouth wide open.

Jiang Siming wasn't angry, but he had no good feelings toward her.

He had lived there for over a year, and Ms. Luo always came to collect rent on time, without any delay. If he was late by even a day, he had to pay extra.

Once, when he was short on cash, he asked her to give him a few more days, but she refused. In the end, he had to get a credit card to pay the rent.

Jiang Siming was about to get the money, but Ms. Luo surprisingly became "reasonable."

"Actually, Xiao Jiang, if you're short on cash, it's fine. I can give you a few more days."

Before he could respond, she continued, "I've been having back pain lately. If you come to my place and give me a massage, I won't charge you extra. What do you think?"

Is this the legendary rich woman's pleasure ball? Trying to groom me into a kept man?

Hearing this, Jiang Siming turned around without a word, took out 2000 yuan, and slapped it on the living room coffee table. He then went back to his room and slammed the door shut.

"Tsk, offering you a chance and you refuse it!"

Ms. Luo spat in disappointment, picked up the money, and left, swaying her watermelon waist.

After getting rid of the annoying and disgusting landlady, Jiang Siming sat back at his computer, opened PUBG, and continued his solo queue journey.

When he entered the lobby, he noticed many people inviting him.

All were unfamiliar IDs. Thinking they were from the GG sign, he ignored them and set his account to not accept invitations before starting a solo match.

In the Douyu live stream, Daxiaomei, who had started streaming again, had lost her earlier disappointment and was back to her cheerful self, chatting with her fans and playing the game.

However, every time she died and returned to the lobby, she couldn't help but check if Jiang Siming was online.

"He probably won't play today," Daxiaomei thought.

She tried to suppress her disappointment and was about to start another game when she saw the plus sign next to Jiang Siming's ID light up again.

But a moment later, it went dark, and the "not invitable" message appeared.

Her friend noticed and quickly whispered to calm her down.

"Daxiaomei, his ID is already well-known on Douyu. Haven't you seen the forum posts? Many people are trying to find him to get revenge for you, so he must have set his account to not accept invitations."

Daxiaomei thought it made sense and had to temporarily put aside her feelings and continue streaming.

Jiang Siming became more serious once he entered the game.

Since this game had become the cradle of his dreams and aspirations, he couldn't treat it like any other game.

Although he didn't plan to join a professional team, he still hoped to improve his rank. Maybe the higher ranks had a higher chance of dropping fragments.

This time, the map was the small map, the newly released Sanhok.

Jiang Siming looked around from the sky and saw no fragments spawning.

But he didn't lose hope and headed towards Solitary City.

Solitary City was the most terrifying place on the small map. On average, over 20 people would land there, and the bloodshed was comparable to an airport.

Because many people who landed there ended up in boxes or were ambushed, it was called Solitary City, meaning whoever jumps there will become solitary.

While pulling the parachute, Jiang Siming realized his parachute skills were terrible. Everyone else had already landed, but he was still circling in the air.

Although he wanted to rush to the center of the largest building for a gunfight, those who landed quickly had already taken the guns. Going there would just mean certain death.

With no choice, he landed in a deep ditch outside the buildings.

A slow parachute means half the game is lost.

Jiang Siming sighed, thinking he should look up some parachute tips on Baidu when he had time, or else his skills would be wasted.