novelODS Chapter 305 1 vs. Full Network Support
Chapter 305 1 vs. Full Network Support
While the barrage of comments was still flooding the screen with "industry-wide crackdown," the carnival's special effects suddenly exploded.
In the live stream, the carnival lights rose into the sky, creating a continuous display.
Golden light poured down from the right side of the screen, like a downpour.
100 carnivals, all under the same ID: Feng Qingyang.
Feng Qingyang's comments, attracting widespread attention, slowly drifted by.
[Feng Qingyang: I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table. I hired the sniper squad.]
The second one follows immediately:
[Feng Qingyang: I love this about you.]
The entire live stream room erupted in excitement. The barrage of comments was so thick that the screen was almost unreadable, filled with "Holy crap!", "The main character is here!", and "The boss himself is joining in!"
But Feng Qingyang hadn't finished speaking.
The third comment, with an undeniable confidence, steadily pierced through the dense torrent of bullet comments:
[If you can really complete the 30 billion challenge under sniper fire, I happen to have a house in Xiasha that I bought but never lived in, I'll give it to you!]
The live stream was silent for a full three seconds.
[House? ...
[Xiasha! Hangzhou's Xiasha! I've checked the housing prices there! Tens of thousands of yuan per square meter!]
[Boss, are you serious??? You're the one who targeted the Fengshen, and you're also the one who gave away houses???]
I can't even imagine the happiness of the rich...
Jiang Feng stared at the ID, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
It turned out to be Feng Qingyang.
He met the super-rich patron on his very first day of streaming. He remembers that on his first live stream, Pu Ba withdrew 4750 million yuan, which was a bet—he would withdraw one Douyin account, or he would be blacklisted.
Feng Qingyang gifted a sports car and then a Douyin account. Later, he not only withdrew from the gift but also gifted an African heart. That day, Feng Qingyang gifted five Carnivals in one go.
He's very generous in his live streams; to put it another way, he's given more gifts than a Saudi prince!
The real number one on the leaderboard!
We added each other on WeChat later, but we don't usually communicate much.
Jiang Feng occasionally opened his WeChat Moments and saw only simple and unpretentious content—a scene of West Lake on a certain morning, an invitation to an airshow, a table card for a charity gala. There were no selfies, no flaunting of wealth, only a calm silence that comes with having seen the world.
I never expected this to happen again.
But Jiang Feng was not annoyed by this "sniping" at all; on the contrary, he was quite interested.
He hasn't encountered a real opponent in a long time.
To be honest, he hasn't used his full strength in a long time since his attributes improved.
In his past life, he could become a top expert just by having the best reflexes, but now his marksmanship is even better than his reflexes!
In other words, the system's attribute panel is still being upgraded, otherwise he would be very curious about what the system's evaluation of him would be now.
He knew that his current state was one of unparalleled skill.
Aside from hanging up, no one can truly put pressure on him.
Playing against cheaters is never a fair competition.
His Red Mind-Body Unity has never been pushed to its limit since it was unlocked.
Each time, he only scratches the surface, like a Bugatti that always drives at 60 mph in the city—he knows there's endless horsepower in the tank, but there's never a racetrack where he can floor the accelerator.
If his marksmanship were a bit better, he could even boast: "I play this game to an extreme degree; hitting the body is a mere fluke for me."
He was also very curious about where his limits lay.
"President Feng," Jiang Feng looked at the camera and smiled confidently:
"Thank you for sponsoring the house."
Feng Qingyang replied almost instantly:
[Feng Qingyang: Good! I love your wild spirit!]
[Feng Qingyang: It's a deal!]
Jiang Feng took a deep breath, sat up straight, and exuded an unprecedented sharpness.
"Then how about this—"
"From this moment on, the entire network's support team no longer needs to hide its efforts."
"Come on, fight fair and square."
He paused, a meaningful smile curving his lips:
"And I accepted it without hesitation."
"I enter the game on time every single time, I never end the stream, I never avoid the game, and I never change my account."
"Weren't you going to snipe me?"
"Alright! The next round starts at 22:00 PM Beijing time!"
His voice wasn't loud, but every word pierced everyone's ears like nails.
"Let me see your strength—and let me see my own strength too."
"I'll be waiting for you at the space station!"
Jiang Feng is getting serious!
His eyes were resolute.
The comments section went silent for a second.
Then came the overwhelming flood of posts:
[The wind god!!! His arrogance is perfectly justified.]
[The scope is amazing!!!]
[If I had the power of the Wind God, I'd be even more insane; I'd just unleash Crescent Moon Heavenly Strike!]
[1V with full network support? This is going to be a night that goes down in Delta Force history!!!]
[100 carnivals for an epic showdown, what a steal!!!]
……
Meanwhile, in his Shenzhen office, Yifeng was still working overtime.
He had previously assigned an employee to monitor Jiang Feng's live stream and provide real-time updates.
But this person left after Yifeng resigned, and was only recently rehired.
WeChat suddenly vibrated:
Beiluo: Fengshen is up to something again!
Beiluo: The entire internet is targeting him again! He's trending like crazy!
Yi Feng frowned.
Sniping? Jiang Feng? Who would be so blind as to snipe Jiang Feng?
Have you seen what happened to the major MCNs that targeted Jiang Feng before?
Some are cool, some are yellow.
Moreover, the Jiang Feng of today is not the same Jiang Feng who challenged for 20 kills. The current Jiang Feng boasts numerous honors—an advanced individual for acts of bravery and righteousness, an ambassador for Hangzhou's urban civilization—not to mention his 18 million followers. Who dares to target him? They'll be torn to shreds by criticism.
After reading the complete story, Yi Feng was left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
So this is what the "sniping" was all about—the battle to protect Jiang Feng in women's clothing.
Yi Feng shook his head. He remembered that he had tried to trip up Jiang Feng when he was dressed as a woman.
Back then, when Jiang Feng and Chen Dexing were reselling bullets, he was the one who instructed the operations team to keep an eye on the trading house and drive down prices, preventing them from making a profit. Later, the pile of 7.62mm ammunition that Jiang Feng ended up with stuck in his warehouse was somewhat related to him.
Beiluo: Boss, shouldn't we just ignore it? It's already gone viral, everyone on the platform is watching.
Yifeng: No need. I have my own clever plan.
He put down his phone, looked out the window at the Shenzhen night view, and smiled.
……
Meanwhile, in the residential area next to Zhejiang University of Media and Communications.
Anke stared at the team-up invitations sent by BB and Chengcheng Dawang, falling into a long silence.
"Come on, Sister Ke! If you don't believe us, don't you believe we have so many people protecting us?"
"Before it was 1v2, now it's 1v10, or even more!"
"Now is the chance to avenge our defeat!"
She watched the previous two games as well.
Jiang Feng was clearly no match for the sheer number of escorts in this relentless battle.
Anke was tempted; she was considering whether this was her only chance in her life.
Five captures. From the UZI in Puba, to the knife fight at the aerospace base, to the thirty empty shots by the blue car, to the knife fight in the president's office, to the AW on Eryuan Bridge.
Every time, she felt she could win, but every time Jiang Feng told her in a way that made her grit her teeth—she was still far from it.
Anke buried her face in the pillow and let out a muffled howl.
Then he sat up abruptly and grabbed his phone.
Anke: "Okay, pull me!"
"If something unexpected happens, I might get lost..."