Chapter 113 - Can’t tell what’s going on! (1/2)

The match ended after seventeen minutes.

Zou Zhuo typed GG as he stared at his Deathknight die with disbelief.

(GG stands for good game, usually by the loser first, praising how well their opponent played. This was usually done out of respect, with no negative connotations.)

At the end-screen, Zou Zhuo scratched his head out of confusion. He didn’t quite understand how he was beaten, and just felt like he lost in every single aspect.

His opponent didn’t do anything special either, going with the usual Blademaster +2. However, this felt completely different to the other matches Zou Zhuo played previously. He was on his backfoot the entire match, and felt that the game was never in his favour.

Moreover, he would lose small things here and there and would never manage to gain them back.

Zou Zhuo thought that the game lasted twenty or so minutes, only to discover at the end of the game that it only lasted seventeen minutes.

The spectators were also in shock.

“What happened? Fatty lost?”

“… It only lasted seventeen minutes!”

“How did he win? I didn’t notice anything out of place from the orc player. It feels like he just kept harassing and steamrolled fatty’s units during the last battle.”

“My goodness, I don’t understand anything in this battle among titans!”

“Another round?” asked Chen Mo.

Zou Zhuo scratched his head, “I wasn’t quite in the zone the last round, let’s go again!”

Chen Mo nodded, “Alright.”

They started playing another round.

Zou Zhuo was much more careful this time around, giving his full focus. He also managed to find out that Chen Mo was playing Night Elves this time using a scout.

“Relax, relax. There’s no way he could play all the races right?”

Zou Zhuo steadily killed neutral creeps, but this time he was met with Chen Mo’s Demon Hunter. Although it couldn’t go invisible like the Blademaster, he had mana burn. Every Time he saw the Demon Hunter on the screen his mana would get burned then it would run away. He couldn’t catch up to him using his Deathknight at all, and there wasn’t much else he could do.

After a few more mana burns, the Deathknight had no mana and couldn’t heal itself even if he wanted to.

Zou Zhuo was now so irritated that he couldn’t train units without worrying about the Demon Hunter. It either would come out of nowhere to hit his Crypt Fiends, end up killing Acolytes in his base.

Zou Zhuo called GG after twenty minutes.

It was just as before, there weren’t any special strategies with nothing out of line, but Zou Zhuo still lost for some reason.

He just couldn’t beat him!

“Going for more?” asked Chen Mo.

Zou Zhuo shook his head violently, “No more! That level of skill isn’t normal. What’s your elo?”

Chen Mo replied, “Me? I haven’t even finished my placements.”

Zou Zhuo laughed, “Stop kidding, how could you be playing at this level before completing your placements? Are you playing on a smurf?”

Chen Mo realised that it wasn’t too out of line to assume that.

Zou Zhuo said, “Add me as your friend, I’ll consult you for strategies in the future.”

Chen Mo nodded, “Sure.”

After adding each other as friends, Zou Zhuo said, “By the way, do you want to join my Warcraft group? There’s a few highly skilled players in there. I won’t be able to beat you, but you might meet someone who would give you a challenge there.”

Chen Mo declined after some thought, “Forget about it, that’s too much work. Maybe next time.”

Zou Zhuo didn’t push any further as every single high skilled player he knew wasn’t super friendly.