I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Players from Huaxia are truly hidden dragons and crouching tigers!" exclaimed Steve, the head coach of America's MVP team, as he vanished into a corner of the venue.

The Sk2 team walked out of the arena, heads hung low. Their coach, Bai Zhixian, had a steely look on his face. Normally, he would have reprimanded all the players after such a consecutive three-game loss.

But this time, he was utterly devoid of anger. It wasn't an issue of player performance or team cohesion; it was simply that Zhang Menglong was monstrously skilled!

"Coach Bai, perhaps now we have an opportunity to talk?" Steve suddenly appeared before Bai Zhixian, "How about we grab a coffee together?"

Earlier, they had approached several teams from Qingqiu Country, hoping to collaborate in PUBG to collectively tackle the Huaxia team. Although those teams, high in their own esteem, had initially declined, considering their recent crushing defeat, he believed Bai Zhixian's attitude might have changed.

"It would be my honor!" Bai Zhixian nodded slightly. The strength of the Huaxia team had surpassed their imagination. If they didn't take action, the lsp team would monopolize all the gold medals this time.

This would significantly damage their status in the Esports domain on an international scale, potentially impacting commerce and even politics—the reach of Olympic influence.

Bai Zhixian followed Steve into a hotel. That evening, Steve had reserved a large private room which surprisingly gathered dozens of people, all head coaches of the 25 teams that made it to the finals.

"Coach Hiram? Coach Rog, you all..."

The coaches smiled at Bai Zhixian, their expressions tinged with embarrassment. While they shared a common goal, their actions were somewhat disgraceful.

"Thank you all for coming tonight. I believe our purpose here is clear to everyone. PUBG is the only event that involves multiple factions, and I think it's our only chance to defeat the Huaxia team," Steve stated bluntly.

"Coach Steve, actually, I don't think it's necessary. Sure, they're strong in other events, but those are based on one-on-one. The beauty of this game lies in its complexity and unpredictability. I don't think we need so many teams to target the lsp team!"

"Exactly, even the top teams could be wiped out if attacked by just two other teams simultaneously."

"I know that's what you all think, but I'd like you all to watch this video first!" Steve turned on a computer, and a replay of a match appeared on the projector—it was footage from a month ago when Zhang Menglong played using a teammate's account!

In the footage, a player kept switching among his weapons. As soon as he fired, someone would fall. His shooting was almost infallibly accurate!

"What? Eight 7.62mm bullets taking down four opponents with Level Two helmets and armor in a spray? That has to be a cheat!"

"And every shot a headshot, it's definitely an aimlock cheat!" Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

"Coach Steve, there's no point in showing us this. I've seen cheats that cover themselves in frying pans or fly around with Gatling guns!"

"Hahaha, right, remember last year's cheat match? Although banned, it was labelled a battle of the gods!"

"Official monitoring data shows that this player did not use any assistance tools or cheats!" Steve explained.

"What?" That statement stunned everyone. If this was genuinely achieved by a player, it was indeed terrifying.

"At that time, our team was in that match, I personally witnessed that player, with a bow and arrow, ambush and wipe our whole team single-handedly without us even seeing him!"

"Was that player Huaxian?"

"That player, named 'I'm your dad', is from the lsp team."

...

A moment of silence.

"I think, we need to join forces."

"Yes, otherwise the scene in this video might happen again."

"None of us can afford to lose face like that!"

"Our team from England will join!"

"We're in, too!"

"Coach Steve, you make the arrangements!"

"Great!" Steve was delighted, "My idea is, everyone follows the lsp team when they parachute. We prohibit combat among ourselves, and I refuse to believe 96 people can't take down just four of them!"

"Agreed!"

"Seconded."

"No objections here."

"Once the lsp team is dealt with, the remaining matches will be every team for themselves!"

...

After nearly a month of intense competition, the Esports Olympic Games finally reached the last day of the schedule, with Huaxia's lsp team having secured a dominant 9 gold medals in various events, and the final event was the championship match of PUBG!

25 teams, 100 players, all vying within one map for an incredibly thrilling contest!

The viewership for this match reached an all-time high in the history of esports, and if today Huaxia's lsp team could again become champions, they would create another legend in the history of esports.

"Unexpected, isn't it? A brand new team and they manage to grab so many world championship titles on their first major contest."

"Yeah, I know a few of them, they used to be just minor streamers, I heard one of the Warcraft players was even thrown in as a freebie by another team."

"There's also a player who used to be a substitute in another professional team and barely got to play, a solid waterboy, who would have thought he would now become a world champion, his value has increased more than tenfold!"

"This team, it's just terrifying!"

"They should be able to make history, right? I think they'll definitely take the crown in this match, too."

"I don't think it's certain, this is a 25-team match, and although the rules don't allow it, theoretically, it's possible to gang up on fewer opponents. Later they will just say it was tactical planning, that reason is just too subjective!"

"Zhang Menglong's hate level is so high, won't he get mobbed by the 24 teams?"

"Ah, this..."

...

"It has started, the match has started!"

"Hmm? Why is everyone still in the plane and not jumping?"

"lsp team's four members have jumped!"

"Quick, look, the remaining teams have jumped too. They all dropped in the same residential area!"

"Oh boy, it's a battle royale from the start! Going directly for the final circle?"

"Wait! Those two teams both landed in the same house, why aren't they fighting?"

"They are actually exchanging resources!"

"No way! Quick, check the mini map, they seem to be surrounding something in the middle!"

"That's lsp team! Damn! They want the 24 teams to siege lsp!"

"This... a whole division's force surrounding lsp?"

"Damn, I protest! Shameless, bullying the few! This is rigged!"

...

The audience below protested vehemently, and curses filled the live feed, but the match continued uninterrupted.

"Just as expected!" Zhang Menglong scoffed coldly, sitting in the lounge, "These bastards want to play tricks with me, huh?"

He took out a walkie-talkie, "Coach Su, plan B!"

Coach Su on the field understood and smiled slightly, then coughed twice.

"Snap!" Just then, an lsp team player collapsed to the ground clutching his stomach, his expression twisted in pain.

"Pause the match!" Seeing this, the referee immediately halted the match.

"What's going on?"

"It appears to be a sudden case of gastroenteritis. He can't continue playing in this condition," said the lsp team's medic. "We request to bring in a substitute player."

"Agreed!" The referee thought for a moment. In the event of such situations during a match, substituting a player was within the rules.

"Who will you substitute?"

"Head coach, Zhang Menglong!"