Chapter 317 Non-stick Pan Player

Of course, it would have been even more perfect if those two rich second-generation heirs from Tiange and the three old tricksters, Wei Yan, hadn't been discussing things in hushed tones.

These guys kept chatting endlessly after the competition began.

"Look, Tiger Head Livestream's viewership has already surpassed a million, and it just started."

"Snake Tail Live is the same; it also has over a million viewers."

"The other livestreams are similar, all exceeding a million in popularity."

"It seems Limit Survival has thoroughly entered everyone's attention."

"Look, the #2 player on team #3 looks very strong. After the competition, I'll talk to him and see if he can join our Club."

"There's also a good player on team #7; we can reach out to him too."

"Recruiting a few should be enough. Our Club members are almost complete now. If we recruit too many, the expenses will be too high."

"………"

Chen Mo took an orange that Shen Rou handed him, and his expression subtly changed.

If he were to establish a gaming Club, that would also be a good option.

But that would also be a huge expense!

At that time,

he would recruit more Club members.

As for what kind of members to recruit, of course, he couldn't recruit those powerful players.

After all, if he recruited some powerful gamers, causing the gaming Club to become famous, and if they won a championship in some competition, that would be very bad.

Once the Club won a championship, the potential for profit would be too great.

Therefore,

players must be strictly controlled; they absolutely cannot be too powerful, but if they are too weak, the system won't allow it either.

He would just choose players of average skill who always manage to muddle through during competitions.

The kind of players who are like non-stick pans.

They do nothing in the competition, but they just don't make mistakes.

Those kinds are quite reliable. He would have to select them carefully when he got back.

Chen Mo secretly thought to himself, if this gaming Club was operated well, it could definitely lose a lot of money.

The competition proceeded in an orderly fashion.

The few old tricksters beside him, having said too much, seemed to have tired themselves out and all fell silent.

After one match after another, the event finally drew to a close.

With the end of the last game, the offline competition for Limit Survival was completely over.

And at the moment the competition ended, each team's points began to update in real-time.

Soon, the game commentator announced the final champion of this Tiange Cup.

The team that won the championship excitedly rushed onto the center of the stage, embracing each other enthusiastically.

In the spectator stands,

a warm round of applause also erupted.

A host also began to go on stage and converse with the championship-winning team.

Chen Mo also left his seat and walked towards the back of the stage, because he needed to present the awards to the championship team later.

Arriving at the back of the stage,

a staff member handed him a trophy, along with a plaque indicating a 1 million prize.

On the stage,

the host had finished interviewing the four champions and, looking at his cue card, moved into the award ceremony segment.

"Next, please welcome Mr. Chen Mo, the boss of Cangxue Games, to present the awards to our champions."

Listening to the host's voice,

Chen Mo walked out, holding the trophy and the plaque indicating 1 million.

Upon reaching the stage,

following the pre-arranged procedure, he presented the trophy and the 1 million plaque to the championship team, then posed for commemorative photos.

After the procedure was completed,

the four people who won the championship left the stage with their trophy.

Watching the championship team gradually walk away, Chen Mo knew it was his time to perform.

Indeed.

After the championship team had completely walked away, the host continued.

"Mr. Chen, Limit Survival has only been online for a few months, yet it has already gained millions of players. As the ultimate boss of Limit Survival, do you have anything you'd like to say about Limit Survival?"

The host said, handing over the microphone.

Chen Mo took the microphone and recalled the draft he had prepared earlier.

"I am quite surprised by the emergence of Limit Survival; I had no idea it would be so popular."

He thought to himself, if he had known about the existence of Limit Survival earlier, how could it have appeared?

"As for Limit Survival, I position it as a competitive game. Since it's a competitive game, there will naturally be stronger and weaker players."

"In this game, there will only be one champion per round. Players who are not very strong should be mentally prepared when playing, as getting eliminated immediately is quite uninteresting."

"In esports, being weak is the original sin."

"Moreover, I also want to remind everyone: game in moderation. Isn't it better to spend your gaming time doing homework, going shopping, or dating? Why play games!"

"…….."

Below the stage,

Fang Chang and the others exchanged glances, seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

"Mr. Chen, won't speaking like this deter new players?"

"I don't know, but the phrase 'In esports, being weak is the original sin' makes some sense."

Du Ziteng nodded in agreement, subtly glancing at Chen Cong.

Meanwhile, in the various livestream rooms, discussions had also begun.

"The boss of this Limit Survival is interesting; it's the first time I've seen a game promoted like this."

"Hahaha, you're right, in esports, being weak is the original sin."

"A competitive game? I like it! I'm downloading it now to see how strong the people inside are. I love a challenge."

"This boss is quite positive, isn't he? How can one be addicted to games every day? Gaming must be in moderation; you can't let games delay your important matters."

"Support!!!!"

"………"

Zhao Bowen held his phone, constantly monitoring the livestream's bullet comments.

He had originally thought that Mr. Chen's speech would cause some resistance from the audience, but now it seemed to have had a positive effect.

Thinking this,

he shared the livestream's situation with Fang Chang and Wei Yan beside him.

"Mr. Chen is indeed Mr. Chen."

Fang Chang nodded in admiration.

Wei Yan also sighed inwardly; sure enough, Mr. Chen's thinking was more far-sighted than his.

He completely couldn't have imagined that such a speech would elicit such a reaction from the livestream audience.

Chen Cong and Du Ziteng both nodded repeatedly, no wonder this Mr. Chen, at such a young age, could establish a conglomerate.

Just a few words of speech could cause such an enthusiastic reaction from the livestream audience.

"Mr. Chen, you're back."

Shen Rou had been watching the back of the stage. Seeing Mr. Chen walk back, she called out softly.

Wei Yan and the others nearby looked over upon hearing her.

Chen Mo looked at the gazes from Wei Yan and the others and nodded back with a smile.

He was very satisfied with his speech just now.

After all, his words, both overtly and covertly, were conveying one thing: weaklings don't deserve to play games. It was just phrased a little more subtly, but those watching the livestream should have understood his meaning, right?

He had insulted them like that; those people should no longer want to play this game, right?

"Mr. Chen, amazing! The effect of your speech was excellent."

Chen Cong saw Mr. Chen walk back and went up to him with a smile.