Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

"I bloom amidst slaughter, much like a flower in the dawn."

A deep and powerful sensation filled with a sense of killing intent surged, enveloping as if surrounded by a 3D sound system, where all around echoed 5.0 surround sound, real and incredibly breathtaking!

"Wow!"

Everyone’s expressions turned baffled.

Jin’s original voice actor was Shen Lei, a first-tier national voice actor.

However, now that everyone heard it, they actually felt Jiang Siming’s voice was even better!

But that’s not all.

"You, filled with poetry! You, embodying boundless beauty! This, is your... curtain call!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Jiang Siming’s voice penetrated this frozen game map, echoing in everyone’s ears.

Especially the last ’curtain call,’ the surge of madness perfectly epitomized the kind of crazed killer that the Champion of the Show embodies!

"This is insane, the voice acting monster is too terrifying!"

"Outperformed Shen Lei! I suggest League of Legends hires Jiang Siming for voice acting in the future!"

"I can’t hold it, if I had a boyfriend with this voice, I’d be insanely happy."

"When I first came in, I thought Dumb Little Sister was playing LoL."

"Strongly suggest PUBG to introduce voice acting, have Ming God do it, it’d be explosive!"

...

Tuantuan and Dumb Little Sister also became die-hard fans of Jiang Siming’s voice.

Previously, Jiang Siming’s voice was pleasant, but his words were just everyday conversation.

But this time, with a special program for voice acting, the effect was just incredible!

"One more, Little Brother Ming, I really like Yasuo, can you voice one?"

"I like him too, Brother Ming, one more please, pretty please~~"

The two girls begged fervently; if it weren’t for the distance through the internet, they would’ve wished to cuddle up to Jiang Siming.

"Alright, alright, let’s have one more Yasuo, then we’ll stop, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah!"

Everyone was once again filled with anticipation, waiting for the spa-like enjoyment from the voice.

Jiang Siming took a moment to prepare and then started speaking.

But as soon as he spoke, everyone burst into laughter.

"Whispers on the wind speak of a masked swordsman with two blades."

A strong Changsha accent, with a high-pitched, nasal voice delivering Yasuo’s lines, erupted from Jiang Siming’s mouth.

The effect was like snow in July, a scorching winter sun, the contrast was so extreme that it was hard to accept.

"Yasuo: ???????"

"Hahaha... Funan Changsha’s Yasuo, it hurts from laughing."

"A sudden shock, I almost threw my back out!"

"Spluttering! I spat out blood, how did Ming’s sexy Yasuo voice turn out like this?"

"Facepalm 0.0, I won’t dare to play Yasuo again, just thinking about it as Ming’s voice."

"Ming did an awesome job, Tuo’er’s Yasuo should be voiced by him, who’d want to play Yasuo after this!"

...

The two girls couldn’t stop laughing, their giggles echoing continuously like geese, impossible to cease.

Finally calming down, it was because Jiang Siming informed them of approaching enemies.

"Alright, no more laughter for now, unless I can’t help it... geese, geese..."

Seeing that the two girls were still unable to stop, Jiang Siming ignored them and ran towards the source of the vehicle noise.

A full team of four in a jeep drove by, aiming to pick up the airdrop. However, upon seeing the loot already taken, they revved the engine to flee.

Caught by Jiang Siming, AK in hand, he unleashed a full-automatic barrage!

Bullets converged into a straight line, hitting the jeep’s front end.

The vehicle’s health plummeted, but the four inside were unscathed.

"Haha, this guy is a joke, not a single shot hit us," the team scoffed.

Jiang Siming wasn’t aiming for them; his target was just the car. He swiftly sprayed a magazine of AK bullets.

Without changing bullets, he immediately switched to the SKS sniper rifle and unleashed a rapid fire of twenty sniper bullets combined with forty AK rounds. �

A total of sixty 7.62mm bullets, every shot hitting the jeep.

Tuantuan and Dumb Little Sister ran over halfway through and landed a few shots on the vehicle.

After the final shot from the SKS, the jeep exploded!

Wiped out!

This fully-equipped team couldn’t even get out of the car to fight back and perished inside...

Brutal! So brutally efficient!

The audience couldn’t help but sympathize with this team, yet their fingers involuntarily typed out ’666’.

This kind of unreasonable ’cruelty’ and ’bloodiness’ was exactly what they loved to watch.

In FPS shooting games, it’s all about the aesthetics of violence!

The effect of the previous Funan Tuo’er program was overshadowed by this vehicular destruction, and everyone’s attention shifted back.

Not bad, in the bodies’ loot crates, there was a glowing white fragment.

"Picked up [Looting Mastery] fragment *1 (1/1), fragment quantity reached maximum, can be used directly."

Looting Mastery? Such a technique exists?

But on second thought, for a skilled player, mastery of looting might indeed be indispensable.

To test it out, Jiang Siming deliberately followed behind Dumb Little Sister heading towards the loot.

Dumb Little Sister, excited to see what goodies were in the nearby crate, just as she pressed ’tap,’ she was shocked to find that everything she eyed disappeared in an instant.

Trying to drag an item like a bottle of Coke, before she could move the mouse, the crate... emptied.

"Is this a bug? What’s going on?"

Dumb Little Sister looked around suspiciously, seeing no one but Jiang Siming who seemed oddly as if he had just left her side.

Looking at the gun in Jiang Siming’s hand, Dumb Little Sister suddenly understood.

"Brother Ming, did you secretly search through my things?"

Jiang Siming didn’t reply, but Dumb Little Sister became more convinced. She laughed, hands on her hips, and scolded, "You rascal!"

The audience’s attention wasn’t focused on the playful banter between the two.

"What kind of looting speed is that? The loot crate is empty in less than a second?"

"If it weren’t for Ming God looting an old woman’s bag, we wouldn’t have known that the great god had this move."

"Wow, how fast are his hands and reactions?"

"As a fujoshi, if Ming God did something like that to me, I’d probably be ecstatic... dirty, dirty, dirty..."

...

While Dumb Little Sister was having fun with Jiang Siming, she received a phone call. After a short while, she reported the content of the call to Jiang Siming with an even happier smile.

"Brother Ming, just now, the official Douyu staff called me, saying they want to talk to you about live streaming. Are you interested?"

Douyu didn’t have Jiang Siming’s contact information, so they reached out to Dumb Little Sister to convey the message.

"Little Brother Ming, you were thinking about live streaming, right? If you’re interested, you can do it on Douyu. It would be convenient for us to play together in the future."

Both girls had the same idea; working on the same platform would provide more opportunities.

"It also depends on the terms. However, just now, the official staff hinted to me that as long as Brother Ming agrees, the conditions and treatment won’t disappoint him," Dumb Little Sister said.

Everything depended on Jiang Siming’s decision.