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The omission of that cannon seemed to have left an indelible mark on God Tone's heart. Although it was just a small part of the whole test, for him, it symbolized an imperfection, a mistake. God Tone knew that the world was far less forgiving of mistakes than the place he used to live.
God Tone's breathing became somewhat rapid, and his movements became increasingly tense. He bit his lip, and a look of unwavering determination flashed in his eyes.
The sudden onset of operational delays only added fuel to the fire. Each delay, whether once or twice, made his heart race faster, and his nervous tension reached a new high. His fingertips danced on the keyboard, yet everything felt out of place.
"Why is this happening?" he growled inwardly, feeling an unprecedented sense of frustration for someone who already loved taking risks and seeking thrills.
He suddenly realized that he was letting his emotions affect his performance, which was not allowed in the high-pressure testing environment. He made an effort to calm himself down, took deep breaths, and refocused his attention on the screen.
However, it was undeniable that the missed cannon and the continuous delays made the already unstable situation even more complicated. God Tone knew that he had to quickly find a way to solve these problems, otherwise the future of him and Wei Dong in this world would become even more uncertain.
Under the pressure of the test, God Tone's emotions became increasingly unstable. He missed a cannon, and even though it was a trivial mistake, it made him even more tense. What really frustrated him, however, was the intermittent latency issues in the game. This made God Tone even more irritable, feeling like every move was a beat behind, leaving him very uneasy about the overall test results.
Five minutes had passed, and the ten-minute countdown was a constant reminder for God Tone. He calculated that he had only eaten about forty soldiers so far, which was a decent performance, but not nearly enough for him. Especially in a situation where control issues kept arising, he felt even more pressured.
Suddenly, the game screen was once again disrupted by a strong interference, and God Tone lost control of the character once more. He cursed in anger, but then noticed a new message pop up in the bottom left corner of the game.
The message was from a user named "king cobra," which left God Tone extremely puzzled. This was a solo test, and there shouldn't have been anyone else able to speak in this channel.
king cobra message carries an obvious sarcasm: "Hey, enjoying the feeling of being magically blocked? The sensation of losing control must not feel too good, right?"
The God Tone tense nerves suddenly felt like they were about to snap. What exactly is going on? Is this part of a test, or is someone playing tricks behind the scenes? He couldn't help but think, if this was done by Sai Yi, then this person is truly shameless to the extreme.
God Tone He controlled his hero to continue farming while focusing on the chat window. king cobra taunted again, saying, "You're just an immature kid, you don't deserve to be here."
God Tone He pressed a hotkey to heal his hero while replying, "Oh, look who's talking, someone who can't even perform basic operations. Do you think this will affect me?"
king cobra At first, he just sneered, "You're just lucky, don't be so full of yourself."
But God Tone has entered a state, using his years of experience as an internet troll to launch a series of verbal attacks.
"Luck?" God Tone He typed out a string of words and sneered, "This is called skill, old chap. Can you tell me how you've been so consistently vulgar?"
king cobra seemed somewhat speechless, but still retorted, "Say that again and see what happens."
God Tone did not stop, but instead became more provocative: "Oh, what can you do? Will you continue to be my ATM in this game?"
As God Tone became increasingly harsh, king cobra finally couldn't take it anymore and angrily replied, "You arrogant clown, watch me make you cry in agony!"
God Tone smiled and then added, "You're just a clown," feeling that he had achieved his goal. He knew that king cobra had been provoked and would start making mistakes. He returned to the game, continuing to focus on controlling his hero, waiting for the mistakes that king cobra would make out of anger.
At that moment, God Tone knew that he had not only gained an advantage tactically, but also defeated king cobra in psychological warfare. "Hmm, much smoother," God Tone thought. Since a while ago, he had clearly felt that controlling the hero was indeed smoother, without the subtle sense of delay as before.
God Tone Staring at the timer on the screen, he felt a wave of anxiety. There were only thirty seconds left, and he was still seven minions short of reaching one hundred. His hero, Ashe, stood in the middle lane, her gaze piercing through the war fog on the map, trying to catch a glimpse of the arrival of the next wave of minions. He checked the mini-map of the game and found that the next wave of minions would take about fifteen seconds to arrive.
"This won't work..." he muttered to himself, suddenly a bright idea flashed through his mind.
"The exam regulations never said we can't eat wild monsters!"
This thought made him excited. He quickly made a decision and controlled Ashe to run towards the wilderness. His heart raced, as if a war drum was beating wildly in his chest.
First, what caught the eye were six birds. These small wild creatures didn't look powerful, but they were not to be underestimated. He took a deep breath, drew his bow, and shot three arrows almost simultaneously, hitting the targets. The six birds let out a painful scream and then fell to the ground. In an instant, the reinforcements for the God Tone increased.
Then, he turned his gaze to the red buff. This was a larger, more powerful wild creature, and killing it would grant a buff. He reached into his pocket for a healing potion, ensuring he had enough health to face the upcoming battle.
The red buff roared and began to punch Ashe. God Tone skillfully controlled Ashe, deftly avoiding the red buff's attacks while continuously shooting ice arrows. Each arrow hit its mark precisely, causing the red buff's health to plummet.
As time dwindled down to the final few seconds, God Tone's heart rate reached its peak. Sweat dripped down their forehead, and their hands trembled slightly. In this extremely tense moment, the red buff finally let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground.
God Tone quickly checked his own troop count and felt a surge of satisfaction—exactly one hundred soldiers.
"Yes! I did it!" God Tone couldn't help but shout out, almost forgetting that this was still a serious exam. However, he also understood that this was just the first step, and more challenging tasks lay ahead. Nevertheless, the success of this moment brought him immense confidence and a sense of accomplishment, making him even more certain that in this new world of the League of Legends, he and Wei Dong would definitely find their own place.
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