“What the actual fuck!!??”
“You can trade guns with your teammates like this?”
“Is this the ultimate secret of Bro CS???”
“This is too fucking cool!”
“Heichu, I was wrong! You really are still that slick!!”
“.”
Perhaps because they had queued into Danking and the others, the number of VIP viewers in Meng Lang’s stream had shot straight up from three hundred at the start of the stream to one thousand, and the stream’s popularity had even soared to three hundred thousand. This sequence of plays made the bullet comments in the stream go absolutely crazy.
Even in the game voice chat, the random blue teammate couldn’t help but praise, “Nice nade!” Then he added, “Nice gun!”
Honestly, when he had been intercepted and killed during the retake just now, he had already mentally prepared himself to lose the round. He hadn’t expected Meng Lang and Wang Yitong to pop off so hard, forcibly clutching the situation to secure this match point.
As for the opposing CT side.
Although Sanye hadn’t had time to watch the demo, recalling those two grenades that had exploded out of nowhere and the AWP that had suddenly appeared in Meng Lang’s hands, a guess immediately surfaced in his mind, and his mouth involuntarily fell slightly open!
In the end, he let out a light breath.
“What the fuck! He plays like this?”
“What the hell, bro?”
Danking was also feeling a bit stifled!
He hadn’t expected his attempts to rally the troops to completely backfire. They said it was a T-sided map, yet the T side hadn’t secured a single round in the second half. Now, having given the opponent match point, it was even more miserable.
15–5!
A full ten-match-point lead. How the fuck do you come back from that?
“It’s fine, it’s fine.”
Danking had a relatively good mentality. He quickly adjusted and began rallying the troops again. “Brothers! All I can say is stick together! If we stick together, there’s hope! Let’s not hit A this round! Listen to me! Rush B! If you wanna win, charge B with me!”
Everyone nodded in agreement.
However, the CT side, seeing the T’s hit A several rounds in a row, also guessed that the opponent might Rush B in the next match-point round, so they stacked three bodies on B.
Honestly, Danking’s entry this round was actually on point. The T’s smoked off CT spawn from outside B tunnels, and Danking flashed out through mid doors to clear the sands.
This round, the CTs had dual AWPs. Cousin Wang Yitong went to B site, while Yousa held the sands with his AWP.
Yousa whiffed a shot after being flashed and was instantly headshotted by Danking.
He was so furious he wanted to smash his mouse.
Up to this point, the T’s start was excellent.
However, problems arose during the B-site execute. Meng Lang, his cousin, and the random blue teammate held the B site main too tightly.
The random blue teammate threw a B-tunnel molotov at the start. The opponents smoked it off to push through, but taking a grenade hit as they exited, they were slowed. Cousin Wang Yitong quickscoped one and held an angle on another, while Meng Lang cleaned up one more.
At this time, Danking, who was pinching B from mid, synchronized through the window and sprayed down Wang Yitong. The T who had been held in B tunnels took the opportunity to break through, and while Danking was drawing attention, he wide-swung to duel and barely took down the random blue teammate despite being on extremely low health.
But Meng Lang, who had been taking hits while positioned on the big box at B site, now had a perfect opportunity for a trade. He first took down Danking, who had killed his cousin, then instantly spray-transferred to the low-health T pushing out from B tunnels.
An effortless double kill.
In this B-site exchange, the defensive advantage combined with Meng Lang and Wang Yitong’s tacit cooperation in holding angles and trading shots allowed them to wipe out all four players executing on B at the cost of only two men.
“This Wang Yanbing, is he really from an ordinary company? His trades are too fucking fast!” Danking, who had just come through the window and torn apart an AWP only to be instantly traded, couldn’t hold it in any longer.
He had come to Perfect World today planning to smurf.
But now he felt like he was the one getting smurfed on!
At this point, the situation on the field had become a 2v1!
On the CT side, only the female mod holding A long and Meng Lang at B site remained. On the T side, only the sniper Sanye was left, his whereabouts unknown and very mysterious.
Wait!
Mysterious my ass!
After dying, Danking switched to Sanye’s POV and saw Sanye crouching in lower tunnels holding A short. The corner of his eye couldn’t help but twitch!
“Oh my brother!! No! Didn’t we agree to Rush B? Whose B are you rushing?”
Hmm?
Why did that sound weird?
Sanye’s heart skipped!
He felt a bit embarrassed, cleared his throat, and said, “I wanted to hold A short for your retake, but I didn’t expect the B site to be so stacked this round.”
“No worries, no worries. The bomb’s at home. I’ll grab it and hit A now. That Wang Yanbing’s at B, so I’m going to A to plant.” With that, Sanye pulled out his knife, ran home to get the bomb, and then full-sprinted toward A long.
Yousa, who had been stomped by Danking in mid, wasn’t looking too good either, but he was still commanding his female mod from beyond the grave in their duo voice chat.
“Listen to me next. Just watch A long. I feel like they might hit A. Wait, A short too—turn back and look... Fuck! Don’t turn back! A long—someone’s coming!”
Bang!
The sniper rifle roared!
A single bullet blew away the female mod, who had exposed her side!
Under Yousa’s frantic commands, the female mod was left roadside like a stray dog by Sanye!
Yousa also roared in exasperation, “What the hell are you playing at?! I told you to watch A long! Watch A long!”
“Huh? Didn’t you just tell me to check A short?” The female mod was stunned.
Yousa choked for a moment, but still rained down curses: “Sis! Someone’s on A long and you’re looking at A short. Are you in Alice in Wonderland? No eyes and no brain either?”
Having lost a lot of face to Meng Lang this game and unable to find a chance to clap back, Yousa had actually directed his anger at the female mod in his humiliated fury!
The female mod was scolded into stunned silence.
One could only say,
karma came too fast!
At this time, after stomping the female mod, Sanye realized the site was empty and quickly planted the bomb. He picked up an M4A1 from the ground and then found a place to hide.
By the time Meng Lang rotated from B to A, the A site was terrifyingly quiet, with only the bomb’s countdown audible in his ears.
The stream friends in Meng Lang’s chat also grew nervous!
“Did Sanye plant for A short?”
“Oh no! Sanye clearly isn’t tapping and isn’t showing!”
“How the fuck do we defuse?”
“Fake tap to bait him?”
“I think we’re out of time. Next round.”
“.”
Next, Meng Lang, who had picked up his cousin’s AWP, tapped the bomb twice before letting go and scoped in to hold A short.
But Sanye was, after all, an active professional player. He played mind games with Meng Lang—he was certain Meng Lang didn’t dare commit to a real defuse, so he hid himself completely and didn’t show until the final seconds.
If the opponent smoked to defuse, even better—he’d spray through it.
He had swapped to the M4A1 anyway, and since he planted the bomb himself, he knew exactly where it was.
The bomb countdown grew more and more urgent!
In the next second,
Meng Lang threw a smoke!
But it wasn’t a smoke for the bomb-site defuse; it was an A-short smoke. Then he pulled out his defuse kit and crouched down to defuse, seeming to decide to gamble everything.
“Wait, he’s actually defusing?”
Yousa let out a sneer when he saw this, saying in his stream, “This guy’s brain is broken, right? Smoking like this and they won’t push through? If he gets this defuse, I’ll eat shit, I swear.”
But Meng Lang wasn’t actually defusing!
Suddenly, his heart jolted violently—that familiar sense of crisis descended once again!
Was it coming?
No!
Not A short!
Pushing through smoke takes time too!
And in this instant, the sense of crisis in Meng Lang’s heart came too intensely!
Too directly!
Meng Lang made his judgment!
Without any warning, he abruptly let go of the bomb, spun around, and scoped in with lightning speed to hold the ninja spot opposite A short!
The result was,
Sanye, who had been hiding in the ninja spot from beginning to end, heard the final tap on the bomb. Timing his peek perfectly, he had just exposed himself when his pupils violently contracted!
A fly-head was holding an AWP right on him!
Holy fuck!!!
How was this Wang Yanbing holding this angle?
This thought had only just flashed through Sanye’s mind when the roar of the AWP exploded by his ear!
“Bang—!”
[Ordinary Company Wang Yanbing has killed z4KR with an AWP headshot!]
Immediately after, without the slightest hesitation, Meng Lang seamlessly looked back down and tapped the bomb again, ultimately completing the clutch defuse with 0.18 seconds left before the bomb exploded!
CT wins!
16–5!
The game entered the scoreboard screen!
At this moment, not only were Sanye and Danking’s eyes filled with disbelief!
The A-short plant by Sanye,
how did he hold the ninja spot?
How did he know someone was there?
Could he have heard him beforehand?
That shouldn’t be possible either!
“Watch the demo! I need to watch the demo!”
“This Ordinary Company Wang Yanbing really isn’t ordinary! This is too outrageous!”
At the same time, Yousa, who had just been shooting his mouth off, saw his face instantly shift from flushed red to purple, even bordering on black!
“Haha! Yousa has to eat shit!”
“Some streamers just love promising to eat shit!”
“Wait? This Wang Yanbing is that Dark who just got kicked after internal drama in North America! That last shot’s game sense was insane!”
“Anyway, I feel like this Dark’s game sense is truly terrifying! Didn’t people in the domestic scene used to say he had aim but no brain? This game sense is fucking godlike!”
“Even with bad game sense, he’s still stronger than some streamer who never even reached Supreme, right?”
“.”
Yousa, his face dark, glanced at the bullet comments. In a fit of rage, he directly started screaming:
“Cheats! This is definitely cheats!”
“He plants for A short, doesn’t reveal anything, and you tell me he scopes straight onto the ninja spot? What the fuck is this if not cheats?”
“I bet he got kicked from his team, has no offers now, can’t survive in the pro scene, and wants to come back home to farm money. This kind of cheating is way too obvious.”
“I’m reporting him to Perfect World right now. This cheating dog can just wait to get banned!”
As Yousa spoke, his tone grew more and more certain. A portion of his braindead fans on his Bilibili stream actually believed him and ran off to CS forums and Tieba to stir up drama.
“Pro Player Suspected of Cheating”
“Do You Believe He Wasn’t Cheating After That Shot?”
“Yousa Reports Dark for Cheating Using Real Name!”
For a time, the internet was abuzz with heated discussion. On top of that, Meng Lang had queued into Danking, a top-tier Huya streamer, and Sanye, an active CN pro!
It could be said that the hype was maxed out!
Soon, more and more netizens were attracted and came to spectate!
Huya, Danking’s stream.
“Hahaha! Someone’s getting destroyed!”
“Streamer came to smurf but got smurfed on! Such great content!”
“So this is the legendary number one AWP in Asia? Pretty funny!”
“It doesn’t seem like getting smurfed. That Wang Yanbing on the other team is Wang Yitong’s older cousin, a former pro for EG North America. He just got kicked a few days ago.”
“Oh? That Dark?”
“Holy shit! Dark is this insane? Then why did they kick him?!”
“This performance feels like he still has plenty of gas left in the tank!”
“Oh please, he just popped off in a Perfect World match. Quit making a fuss.”
“Always making a fuss. Could you win against Sanye?”
“.”
At this time, Sanye had also finished watching the demo.
“So? Is there a problem with this Wang Yanbing?” Danking asked in YY.
“It doesn’t feel like it, but also kind of does.” Sanye’s tone was somewhat uncertain.
“Wait? What do you mean?” Danking was anxious.
“Looking at his entire match, there really aren’t any issues. His aim in direct duels is also solid. It’s just that a few plays looked a bit... a bit too aware.”
Sanye carefully chose his words:
“For example, that final play where he smoked A short and held the ninja spot. I didn’t make any footsteps the entire time. I can’t figure out why he was so certain I was hiding there.”
“And that time when your Zeus was turned on you too. Was that really a coincidence?”
“Too aware?”
Danking smacked his lips. “It does seem a bit too aware.”
Then he sneered, “But just now someone in my chat said it’s Dark, that kid AWPer from Tyloo back in the day who went abroad later. A loss is a loss! We can accept it, alright! Stop talking bullshit. Someone like that absolutely wouldn’t cheat.”
“Alright.” Sanye nodded.
Even though he still felt a bit suspicious in his heart.
At the same time.
On Douyu, in Meng Lang’s stream.
The match ended. Meng Lang and the random blue teammate exchanged a few compliments like “Bro, you’re so cracked” and “You’re cracked too” before exiting the game.
The post-match scoreboard appeared.
Sanye on the opposing team had performed the best.
19 kills, 7 assists, 15 deaths. Average damage per round 93. Post-match Rating was 1.32.
But the match MVP was Meng Lang, with 27 kills, 11 assists, 9 deaths. Average damage per round 128.4. Rating was 1.68!
According to the current version’s Rating calculations, below 0.9 meant a poor performance, 1.0 was passing, and above 1.2 was already booster-level.
Meng Lang’s 1.68 Rating, averaging more than one kill per round, could only be described as smurfing on both Sanye and Danking this game.
The moment the stats came out, the stream’s bullet comments were flooded!
“66666”
“Damn! Did Heichu absolutely demolish this round?”
“废话! If a pro can’t even pop off in Perfect World, what kind of pro is he?”
“The key is that the other side had a pro too.”
“Then all I can say is there’s a gap between pros. Heichu did play in the shark pool of Europe and America, after all.”
“True. Since Tyloo in 2018, CNCS hasn’t entered any tier-one events, right?”
“.”
“Big trouble, bros! That dog Yousa reported Heichu for cheating and told him to wait for the Perfect World ban!”
“Holy shit! This stupid hellspawn, who does he think he is?”
“.”
The friends in the stream were overflowing with righteous indignation!
However, Meng Lang paid no attention to any of this.
The instant Meng Lang successfully secured his first Perfect World ranked win, a system notification resounded in his mind—[Congratulations, Host, for completing the Beginner Normal Mission: Battle of Breaking the Cocoon—The Trial of the First Ranked Victory]
[Mission Reward: [Time-Lag Anti-Entropy Bandage]; GOAT Value x100]
[Mission Rating: S]
[Mission Evaluation: “How terrifying!!! Recommendation: swiftly announce to the world—the first ranked victory is only the beginning. This is a CS supernova rising into the sky!”]
[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining a dropped S-rank treasure chest. Opening chest...]
[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining “Remnant of the Hollow” (24 Major Limited)]
[Description: No amount of praise is sufficient to describe this demonic child who emerged from nowhere. The name that made the entire arena tremble is precisely Donk—that youth who holds an AK like a war god descended upon the mortal world! His aim is like a sudden thunderstorm; every bullet carries lethal precision, every headshot is like a pronouncement of judgment upon his opponent! His AK is not a weapon, but art—a violent poem!]
[Attempt to fuse “Remnant of the Hollow”?]