Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Chapter 65: The Strongest Streamer! Ming!

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The viewers who enjoy watching game livestreams are similar to those who love watching basketball matches.

If you excel at basketball, you'll have a legion of fans, and the same goes for gaming. Just like the top player in League of Legends, Li Ge, even though he's Korean, many Chinese players are still his fans because he conquers you with his skills.

Similarly, Jiang Siming is currently conquering a wave of PUBG players with his extraordinary operations. What Jiang Siming can achieve, other skilled streamers cannot.

Just like the legendary Lee Sang-hyeok, who could perform operations you wouldn't even dare to think of. After doing many of these operations, players eventually regarded him as a god, even though his technical skills have declined over time.

Xie Yan has a premonition that Jiang Siming is walking a path similar to the gaming god Lee Sang-hyeok. Xie Yan has commented on numerous matches and witnessed many top players, but none of them can match Jiang Siming's technical prowess. His skills have far surpassed professional players.

"I can't say what the situation is now, but I can be sure of one thing: in the near future, when people mention PUBG, they will definitely think of the ID Ming first." Xie Yan's mind is filled with this thought, and he can't calm down for a long time.

Picado has already become a ghost town after Jiang Siming slaughtered everyone, and no one dares to provoke him.

Jiang Siming still doesn't go for the care packages. After jumping down and restoring full health, he drives away. He continues to roam around in search of enemies, shooting anyone he sees. The rate at which he accumulates kills is even faster than the previous match.

Although the desert map is large, it's easy to find people. Moreover, with top players like A+ dying early in the game, Jiang Siming has no reservations about killing.

In the final circle, the strongest Little Lion accidentally got ambushed by two players and had his chicken dinner stolen. Jiang Siming easily secures his second win, with a total of 25 kills!

Currently, Jiang Siming has accumulated 2100 points in the two matches. This practically confirms his title as the strongest streamer.

Even if Jiang Siming scores zero in the last match, the second-place Little Lion would need to kill 40 people and win the chicken dinner to surpass Jiang Siming.

40 kills for the chicken dinner... Little Lion feels like it's a joke.

In the third match at Sanhok, Jiang Siming continued to live up to expectations with 15 kills and a chicken dinner!

"Let's give the warmest applause to congratulate Ming God on winning the title of the strongest streamer in this competition for three consecutive victories! This is a record, and I believe it's a record that no one can surpass for many years to come!" The commentators were all excited.

Damn, watching Jiang Siming's personal performance in three matches, it's hard not to be excited.

"Congratulations, Ming God."

"Congratulations, you truly deserve the title of the strongest streamer."

Oh, and Qian Yi was also present at the dining table.

For those he willingly invited, Jiang Siming was not stingy at all. Good wine and dishes added up to over three hundred thousand yuan for a few tables.

After three rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes, it was already late.

Everyone bid farewell to Jiang Siming, leaving the restaurant.

"Ming God, these two girls are in your care. See you later, hehe."

After Qian Yi finished speaking, she turned to leave. However, she seemed to think of something, turned back, and kissed Jiang Siming on the lips.

"This is my first kiss~" She said, blushing, and then ran away.

Jiang Siming, with one hand supporting Dumb Little Sister and the other supporting Tuantuan, was completely caught off guard by Qian Yi's 'sudden attack'.

With the fragrance of the other party still lingering at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Siming could only watch as Qian Yi drove away, in a Maserati, a limited edition at that.

"If you want to kiss, could you at least do it a bit longer? What's the point of a dragonfly touching the water?" Jiang Siming sarcastically commented.

"How are you two? I told you not to drink so much, but you wouldn't listen."

While saying this, Jiang Siming's hands were not idling, and he was enjoying the soft and fragrant touch of the two girls.

"Little Brother Ming... I didn't drink much..." Tuantuan, who was leaning drunkenly on Jiang Siming's chest, said and hugged him even tighter.

"I also didn't drink much, Brother Ming, can you take us home~" Dumb Little Sister, the younger sister, wasn't in a much better state, holding onto Jiang Siming's arm.

"I can't feel at ease letting you two go home by yourselves. Where are the car keys?"

Jiang Siming was afraid that it would be troublesome for the two girls to come back later to get the car, so he decided to be their driver. He would come back for the car later when he returned home.

"In the pocket~" Dumb Little Sister blushed, her eyes gazing at Jiang Siming in a daze.

Jiang Siming took the keys from her pants pocket.

This girl put the keys in her back pocket, and when Jiang Siming took them out, his hand accidentally slipped over, and the elasticity was really good!