Picking Up Fragments in PUBG
Chapter 45: Sniper Solo Showdown

"Alright! I want to have a sniper solo showdown with you!" Gucun, who was on the verge of exploding, stopped cursing.

It's not that he didn't want to curse, but he couldn't win the curse battle...

"So you, fucking, lo, do you think others should accompany you just because you want to do something? Is your head filled with ancient shit, thinking like a fly with no direction?"

"F*ck your horse!"

Gucun was completely furious. Ancient shit? Could he even accept such words?

"Look at your level of cursing, even arguing with you makes me feel degraded. Hoeing crops in the midday sun, your mother sells her a*s, no one wants it, credit to Wang Laowu!"

"I...I..."

Everyone burst into laughter! The live stream room went crazy!

However, Gucun, who quickly calmed down, started provoking with sarcasm, "If you don't dare to solo, just say it. If all you know is cursing, then shut your mouth. This lonely young master doesn't want to babble with a loser like you."

Finally, the 4AM staff rushed over to rescue the situation and pulled Gucun away.

It's not that they didn't want to come earlier; it's just that Gucun brought two outsiders with him, blocking them from getting there in time.

"Sorry, Old Jiang. Don't mind him. I'll kick him out right away."

Weishen didn't know exactly what had happened between the two. He only heard Gucun cursing Jiang Siming continuously and later getting extremely angry, mentioning a solo match with Jiang Siming.

"Why would I mind? Why are you taking him away? I still want to curse him a bit more." Jiang Siming laughed.

"Did you curse him? That's great, brother, as long as you didn't suffer. I'll go deal with him."

"Hold on." Jiang Siming stopped him.

"What's up?" Weishen was puzzled.

"Tell him, the solo can happen, but there has to be a bet."

As soon as Jiang Siming spoke, the audience was both surprised and excited. Is an even more exciting drama about to unfold?

"Little Brother Ming... just forget it... it's not worth getting angry over someone like him..." Tuantuan worried about Jiang Siming. She was afraid that if Jiang Siming made a mistake and lost, Gucun would keep taunting him, and she didn't want to see Jiang Siming suffer.

"It's okay, don't worry about this. If he dares to curse you, I'll make him pay." Jiang Siming responded confidently, then continued to communicate with Weishen.

Tuantuan stood still in front of the computer desk, a stream of emotion rushing into her eyes, making her eyes turn red.

"What bet? Old Jiang, you'd better forget it. It's not worth fighting over someone like him," Weishen also advised Jiang Siming not to act impulsively.

However, Jiang Siming was determined. He spoke, "Tell him I'll bet with him – ten million credit and ten times calling me 'dad.' If he dares to accept, I'm ready. If he doesn't, then consider me not saying anything."

Whoa!

Weishen was shocked. A ten million credit bet? This was too intense!

"Just go and deliver the message." Jiang Siming interrupted Weishen's thoughts of further persuasion.

Weishen eventually left the computer temporarily to deliver Jiang Siming's message to Gucun.

In less than two minutes, Weishen came back, saying, "He agreed, but he requests you to come to the base in person, facing each other for the sniper solo."

"No problem, I'm heading there now." Jiang Siming hesitated for no moment.

"Dear viewers, I'll be off for a while to go to the base and pick up ten million."

Jiang Siming smiled as he announced to the audience. This statement sounded truly domineering, as if saying that Gucun was destined to lose!

"Go for it, Ming God, we believe in you!"

"If you win, I'll send a hundred thousand gifts!"

"If you win, I'll open a bottle of Earl! That's all my pocket money for this month."

"Damn, screw that Gucun. Even if Ming God loses, I'll still give you an emperor!"

"The guy upstairs, shut your crow mouth! Do you think Ming God will lose?"

...

While everyone was chatting, Jiang Siming had already ended the live stream, greeted Wang Xinyi, and headed downstairs. He drove for a short time before arriving at the 4AM base.

After stating his identity, 4AM's logistics personnel led Jiang Siming into the base.

Weishen saw Jiang Siming's appearance for the first time and suddenly felt a sense of inferiority. He recalled Jiang Siming's words from earlier, telling him not to feel inferior. Now he realized that Jiang Siming wasn't exaggerating.

"Oh my, Old Jiang, how can you be so handsome? Damn, it's a waste not to enter the entertainment industry!"

Weishen spoke these words next to his computer. Since he didn't turn off the live stream, his words made millions of viewers extremely curious.

"Pighead, turn the camera around. Let us see!"

"Is Ming God really handsome? Hurry up, let me see!"

"Damn, Weishen, don't hog it all for yourself. We want to see too!"

"Show us a glimpse, and I'll give you ten treasure maps, deal?"

"Ten treasure maps!"

Weishen didn't see the chat of comments from the viewers. At the moment, he was 'captivated' by Jiang Siming's appearance.

Tuantuan was also very curious, but considering that she would meet Jiang Siming the day after tomorrow, she wasn't in a rush.

The other members of 4AM also sighed, acknowledging that Jiang Siming's looks were enviable.

However, today's focus wasn't on this. Gucun, who had been waiting at the base for a long time, felt even more envious and annoyed upon seeing Jiang Siming in person. He was determined that Jiang Siming would pay a heavy price!

"You mentioned the bet, so I'll agree too. Ten million plus ten times calling you 'dad.' But we need evidence. I had my lawyer prepare the agreement before your arrival. Take a look, and if everything's fine, sign it. It's better to avoid any disputes later."

Gucun stood in front of Jiang Siming. His already small stature made him look like a dwarf compared to Jiang Siming's height of over 1.8 meters.

"Weishen, did you check it? Any issues?" Jiang Siming didn't bother looking at the contract.

"We've checked it. There's no problem. It's legally binding. However, the ten million must be paid in a lump sum. And the account must be entrusted to us. Whoever wins gets the account."

"Then let's get started. Hurry up; I need to get back to the live broadcast." Jiang Siming finished speaking and handed his bank card to Weishen.

Both sides began setting up their computers. Since Jiang Siming joined 4AM, the base provided him with a computer, although he had never used it before.

Jiang Siming started a live stream while setting up the game. He wouldn't miss the chance to attract viewers during such an opportunity.

The live stream audience instantly surged, causing a brief server overload on Douyu.

Luckily, the tech team quickly opened several more large servers, managing to stabilize the live stream.

"Old Jiang, did you forget to bring your own peripherals?" Weishen realized that Jiang Siming hadn't brought his mouse and keyboard.

Professional players usually have their own peripherals, and these are crucial because players get used to their feel and precision.

Gucun had already set up his own keyboard and mouse.

"No worries. I'll use what you guys provided. It's just dealing with a noob."

Jiang Siming didn't care. He slid the base-provided mouse and found it quite decent.

Gucun sneered beside him. He would make Jiang Siming cry miserably soon!

They set up a custom room. Both were sniper specialists on their respective teams, using the most common sniper rifle, the 98k.

In this solo, they agreed to play seven rounds in total. The winner would be decided by the highest number of victories.

The location for the solo was strictly regulated, set on a plain with each side having a single rock as cover. Only snipers were allowed, and they couldn't use other weapons or throwables.

This was already considered the fairest form of a solo match; the win or loss depended solely on the opponent's skill.