Greatest Streamer System-Chapter 487 - – Second Game of Battle Royale

In the Lobby of Gun-Battlers, Max sat across from Flexy, who laughed merrily. The game had ended with another player being the winner as Flexy was dead from the zone after killing him.

What could he say about it? A humiliation? Perhaps.

"The fuck are you doing in this game, Flexy?" Max asked the same question again with his hand resting on his forehead.

"Ahahaha!" Flexy laughed with his arms stretched on the table between them. He raised a glass of coke and drank it, "I already told you why, didn't I? It's a coincidence. I was about to log out when I saw your name in the lobby. So, I decided to join and mess with you."

"Fucking hell. You're so lucky, aren't you?"

Max was a bit annoyed with his friend's presence. To think he would play this game was not something he expected at all. He should've checked Punch to see who streamed before he jumped into the game.

Again, that wasn't possible with the way things were going on right now. He just randomly chose this game because he wanted to play a classic battle royale game after so long.

"Of course! I am lucky!" Flexy laughed happily and raised his glass, "I even managed to get a win against you! It's been a long time, hasn't it? The last time I beat you in a game is... what?"

"You never beat me even once." Max smirked and pointed at him, "And you won't in the future. You're just lucky I didn't expect you to be there. It caught me off guard for a second."

Flexy was a friend of his for so long, and they played many games together. Even when he was still a noob, he always managed to win against him. And it still hadn't changed.

Max chuckled lightly when he heard his chat's remarks. They knew Flexy the best. And since the two of them played many games together, Flexy must've been so bored that he used the skill to win.

"Well, it's fine. I will let him have a laugh this time. Next time we meet, I will put a bullet between his eyes." He said with a chuckle.

And his body was covered in light.

Once he landed, his character was transformed and he appeared as the Luke character with a different clothing style.

He appeared in an urban area this time, near a half-destroyed building. Looking around, he picked up some footsteps in the distance and narrowed his eyes.

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'I have to move soon.'

Having thought that, he immediately ran into the building without thinking a second time.

There were some characteristics in a battle royale game. Max had watched some similar games, and he learned a thing or two from it.

The first one was that players seldom spawned in areas like the desert or somewhere with less buildings. There might only be one or two, but they would be few compared to the other areas. Secondly, the bigger the city or an urban area, the more players would be there.

And when Max checked his terminal, he found out he spawned right in the middle of the map, at the biggest city that would become the last battlefield.

"I don't know whether I am lucky or not with my spawn area." He grumbled as he approached the weapon chest he saw on the first floor. "If I get a shotgun in this chest, then I will think that I am lucky. Goddess of RNG, I beg you!"

He prayed and opened the box.

The weapon inside was an assault rifle with a suppressor attached. He wasn't sure what the gun was, but he didn't care much about it. It had a suppressor attached to it, so he could use it for stealthy attack. There was also a grenade and 3 clips of its magazines, totaling 90 ammos.

His lips curled up into a smile. He was lucky.

"Okay, let's go up."

Max decided to go to the rooftop. He thought it was a perfect place to find people from afar.