WG - 80

The PUBG World Championship finals were held in Berlin, Germany.

In the preliminary stages, group matches and elimination rounds were held in various countries. Finally, 16 of the strongest national teams were selected to compete in the grand finals.

The finals lasted three days, with six matches each day—a grueling marathon-style competition format.

As the grand finals began, fans from around the world had already traveled to Berlin in anticipation of the tournament’s start.

Chi Zhiyu, however, was caught up with theater rehearsals and performances during the first two days, so she couldn’t watch the entire event. By the time her performance ended on the second day, there were no more flights available. She had no choice but to take a flight at 5 a.m. the next morning.

Chi Zhiyu arrived at the airport, dragging her tired body. She got there a bit early, checked in her luggage, and sat by the boarding gate for a while.

Wu Xuan, who was already in Berlin, happened to message her: [Not flying yet?]

Chi Zhiyu: [Soon, just a few more minutes.]

Wu Xuan: [When you get here, will you still make it on time?]

Chi Zhiyu: [If the flight isn’t delayed, I should be able to make it.]

Wu Xuan: [Then there shouldn’t be any problem.]

Wu Xuan: [Your Wild Brother is as handsome as ever today. The fans are going crazy.]

Wu Xuan: [Sigh, too bad you’re not here in person.]

“…”

Chi Zhiyu chuckled at her tone.

Chi Zhiyu: [What does it matter? He’s mine anyway.]

Wu Xuan: [……]

Wu Xuan: [Impressive.]

Chi Zhiyu: [You’re just realizing this now?]

Wu Xuan: [Seriously, though, today’s Xie Ye seems especially fierce.]

Chi Zhiyu: [Isn’t he always strong in every match?]

Wu Xuan: [True, Wild God didn’t earn his name for nothing.]

Wu Xuan: [Alright, I’m going to sleep now. See you tomorrow.]

Just as this message came through, an announcement signaled that boarding had begun.

Hearing this, Chi Zhiyu stood up and walked toward the gate, found her seat, and sent Xie Ye a quick message.

Chi Zhiyu: [I’m boarding the plane now. See you soon.]

After sending it, Chi Zhiyu was about to turn on airplane mode when a WeChat call popped up on her screen.

Chi Zhiyu frowned slightly and answered, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

It should be almost midnight in Berlin by now.

Xie Ye: “I’m sleeping.”

Chi Zhiyu rolled her eyes, “This is what you call sleeping?”

“About to sleep,” Xie Ye calculated the time, “Tomorrow, Old Mu will come pick you up. Call him when you land.”

“No need, I’ll just take a taxi,” Chi Zhiyu said, “It’s your last match tomorrow. Don’t bother Old Mu.”

Xie Ye clarified, “I didn’t force him. He insisted on coming.”

Chi Zhiyu raised an eyebrow, “Really?”

Xie Ye: “Yeah.”

“…”

“Alright, I understand. I’ll call Old Mu when I arrive,” Chi Zhiyu didn’t want to dwell on it, “Go to sleep quickly. Stop playing with your phone.”

Xie Ye hummed in acknowledgment, “Don’t wander off after you land.”

“I know. I’m hanging up.”

Chi Zhiyu lowered her phone, looking at the chat history on the screen. Thinking about his earlier reminder, she smiled faintly.

A flight attendant came by to check safety equipment. Chi Zhiyu turned off her phone, leaned her head slightly to look out at the gradually brightening sky, her thoughts drifting far away.

Sleepiness washed over her again.

……

The plane took off. The scheduled flight time was twelve hours, but they arrived in Berlin half an hour early.

After landing, Chi Zhiyu called Old Mu and didn’t wait long before retrieving her luggage and heading out.

She glanced around the crowd outside the arrival area and spotted Old Mu right away.

Old Mu saw her too and hurried over to take her luggage, “Let me help you.”

Chi Zhiyu thanked him and adjusted her watch to local time.

9:30 a.m.

The match started at 10:00.

Chi Zhiyu followed Old Mu to the car, fastened her seatbelt, and asked, “How’s Xie Ye doing?”

“Don’t worry, he’s doing great,” Old Mu started the car, “Especially since he knows you’re coming today. How could he not be in top form?”

Chi Zhiyu smiled, “He made you come today, didn’t he? Did he push you into it?”

“No, no,” Old Mu explained, “Honestly, I don’t have much to do sitting there. I barely understand any of this stuff, so I’d just be standing around stressing out. I might as well come pick you up.”

“In that case, thank you for the trouble.”

“You’re being too formal. We’ve known each other for years.”

Chi Zhiyu gave a slight smile. Glancing at the live stream of the domestic broadcast, the commentators had already begun their introductions. They mentioned the four participating teams from China, and as usual, excitement soared when they talked about Xie Ye.

Listening to this, Chi Zhiyu turned to Old Mu, “What about Xie Ye retiring…?”

Old Mu nodded, “He mentioned it. We support him.”

“He probably…” Chi Zhiyu pursed her lips, leaving the sentence unfinished.

“Don’t worry,” Old Mu smiled slightly, “You know Xie Ye better than we do. If he could keep going, he would. But being an esports player means high-intensity training every day—basically ten hours minimum in front of the computer. It’s bound to take a toll on the body.”

“So pushing himself too hard obviously won’t work,” Old Mu glanced at her, “Besides, these past few years, you and Xie Ye haven’t had much time together. He’s either training or competing. That can’t be good for either of you.”

After saying this, Old Mu looked at her, “Little Chi, you’re not crying, are you?”

“No, I know all this,” Chi Zhiyu lowered her gaze, paused for a moment, then asked, “Has YG announced his retirement yet?”

“Not yet. They’ll announce it after the match. If they did it now, the fans would go crazy.”

Chi Zhiyu nodded, “They’ll definitely struggle to accept it if they find out.”

“But it’s about time,” Old Mu tapped the steering wheel, “Some fans have already started to guess.”

Chi Zhiyu looked at the live stream footage and softly said, “So they all know this is the final match.”

The decisive final match.

And also, the last day they’ll look up to Wild God.

The airport was some distance from the venue.

After getting out of the car, Chi Zhiyu put on her cap and entered the venue just in time with her ticket. She quickly found her seat with Wu Xuan and the others.

Su Le and Li Taoran spotted her and gestured for her to sit down. Onstage, the players from various teams were busy setting up.

Since she had rushed over, Chi Zhiyu sat down to catch her breath and scanned the stage to locate Xie Ye.

She only needed one glance to spot the YG team’s seating area on the right side.

Xie Ye sat in his chair, wearing the dark black team uniform with “Wild” boldly printed on the back. His expression was calm, revealing no emotion. Beside him, Ding Hui was talking to him, seemingly discussing strategy.

And as if sensing something, Xie Ye turned his head toward the audience.

Every time Chi Zhiyu attended a match, Xie Ye always provided her tickets.

Always in a position where he could see her the moment he turned his head.

This time was no different.

Xie Ye tilted his head slightly and effortlessly spotted the person he had been waiting for sitting in the previously empty seat.

Their eyes met from across the distance.

Chi Zhiyu, from afar, exchanged a soft smile with him.

Xie Ye stared into her eyes beneath the brim of her hat, lightly curved his lips, then turned back to listen to Ding Hui.

No words were exchanged between them.

But with just one look, they already understood each other’s unspoken words.

I’m here.

This time, I’ve come to bring you home.

Okay.

Wait for me.

10:00 a.m.

The final match of the PUBG World Championship officially began.

First round: YG chose to parachute into Y City.

The four players landed, immediately picked up weapons, gathered supplies, and went inside to the second floor to scout for opponents.

Thanks to the accumulated points from the first two days of competition, YG ranked third overall, but their lead over the fourth-place Fot team was slim, and they were neck-and-neck with the top two teams.

In this situation, the entire team had to play aggressively, chasing every point. Losing even one could mean falling behind.

The first safe zone refresh brought the dreaded cursed circle once again.

Yang Bin wanted to curse but ultimately sighed, “Fine, I accept my fate. This circle must have a bug targeting us.”

“This isn’t the first time you’ve encountered it,” Ding Hui ran through the gas cloud, scanning the surroundings, “Stop complaining.”

Lin Jie shook his head and prepared to move when suddenly, gunfire erupted from the side.

“Forty-five degrees,” Xie Ye stated, “There’s a fight happening.”

“Oh,” Yang Bin said, “Let’s sneak over and see who’s fighting. We’ll mediate the conflict.”

But before his words were finished, the next moment, gunfire turned toward them.

It was the Thai PPL team. Their four members had clearly intended to investigate the fight but unexpectedly stumbled upon YG first.

Ding Hui noticed them first and quickly found cover, opening fire.

The battle commenced.

However, PPL’s strength wasn’t formidable. Within minutes, they were wiped out.

But those gunshots completely drew the attention of the other teams.

Only six teams remained on the field, all converging toward YG.

Xie Ye hid behind a rock, taking several headshots, but the opposing team clearly knew they couldn’t engage him directly, so they stayed hidden and didn’t move.

“Tsk,” Ding Hui furrowed his brow, “What’s wrong with these guys? Are they even going to fight?”

Xie Ye clearly thought this group was ridiculous. He smirked, “Even if they don’t want to fight, we’ll force them to.”

With that, he retreated, climbed to higher ground, switched to a sniper rifle, and fired a few shots at the rocks.

These sounds pressured the enemy.

Sure enough, the next moment, they couldn’t resist and threw a smoke grenade, attempting to retreat.

But Ding Hui and Yang Bin, hiding in the grass, had been waiting for this exact moment. They immediately ambushed and opened fire.

This round, YG undoubtedly secured the chicken dinner. Their points surged, overtaking second place.

This opening victory made everyone believe that YG had a real shot at winning the championship.

But just as that thought crossed their minds, reality slapped them in the face.

Second round: YG parachuted into S City.

Ding Hui made a judgment error at the start, losing his life along with Lin Jie’s, gifting the opposing team two kills.

Only Xie Ye and Yang Bin from YG survived. Naturally, they couldn’t fight head-on and had to choose to play cautiously.

However, by the time they reached the second-to-last circle, hiding upstairs, they were discovered by Fot’s team. A skirmish broke out.

Xie Ye and Yang Bin coordinated their efforts and managed to kill two of the opposing players.

But ultimately, they were eliminated by the toxic gas zone.

“Damn!” Yang Bin slammed his mouse, “Two versus four, plus the gas zone. Who could survive that?”

Ding Hui sighed, “It’s my fault.”

Xie Ye gently rubbed his slightly sore right hand, his tone lazy, “What’s with all the blame? Is this an apology session?”

“Exactly, don’t overthink it,” Lin Jie consoled him.

Yang Bin glanced at the scoreboard, “At this rate, Fot might surpass us and take third place.”

This statement might have been prophetic.

End of the second round.

YG’s score fell, dropping out of the top three. Fot surged ahead, securing second place.

The situation reversed.

Then came the third round. Fans were eagerly awaiting YG’s comeback.

However, YG’s score was suppressed by Fot. Although they secured a chicken dinner, they only climbed back to third place.

They were still far behind the leading Fot team.

“Still thirty points behind,” Lin Jie observed the leaderboard, frowning, “Three more matches left. It’s tough.”

“Tough my ass!” Yang Bin cursed, “We just need to focus and play hard!”

Ding Hui turned to look at Xie Ye beside him, glancing at his right hand, and pressed his lips together, “This time, we’ll secure third place. Forget about the championship.”

Xie Ye turned to look at him, “Forget about what?”

As his words trailed off, the fourth round began.

Xie Ye focused on the game interface, his tone indifferent yet confident, “There’s no such word as ‘forget’ in my dictionary.”

“…”

The three teammates froze momentarily. Yang Bin snapped back first, staring at the screen and rallying spirits, “Forget about it! Let’s go!”

Xie Ye slightly narrowed his eyes, flexing his stiff right hand.

The game officially began.

Fourth round: YG chose the wealthy airport area.

Everything proceeded normally at the start: grabbing guns and gathering supplies.

The four teammates moved within a building when Lin Jie spotted vehicles below the mountain, “There are people.”

Yang Bin remained calm this time, “Check if there’s anyone else.”

Everyone stayed put, diligently searching the nearby houses.

Meanwhile, gunfire erupted from below the mountain, rising and falling in waves.

Lin Jie watched the system’s kill announcements and froze for a moment, “Are the Korean teams fighting each other?”

Yang Bin glanced at the death count, hesitating, “Should we intervene?”

Both teams had lost one member each, but the situation was still unclear.

Xie Ye switched weapons and uttered a single word, “Go.”

“Wow, we’re seeing Korea’s Fot and Qop fiercely battling it out,” the female Chinese commentator noted the side action, “Wait! Is that YG approaching the Korean teams?”

Male commentator: “Yes, yes! We see Wild leading his teammates suddenly entering the Korean fray. Are they intervening or planning to ambush?”

While the two Korean teams were locked in combat on the mountainside, Ding Hui hid behind a rock, using his scope to aim and fire.

Fot, caught off guard by the surprise attack, hesitated for a moment. Meanwhile, Qop was ambushed by Lin Jie, resulting in one immediate death.

As Fot prepared to rescue their teammate, Yang Bin had already anticipated their move.

“North eighty-six,” Xie Ye observed the direction and swiftly commanded, “Fire.”

With that, Yang Bin immediately threw a grenade, which exploded with a bang.

Fot noticed and quickly retreated, firing at Ding Hui.

Xie Ye remained inside the building, decisively sticking his gun out and taking a headshot. “Here we go!” the commentator exclaimed excitedly, “Wild has pulled out his sniper rifle again, ready to execute his headshot plan. Let’s see if he can take down Fot, who’s currently in first place!”

Before the commentator finished speaking, Xie Ye had already fired his last shot. Immediately, the screen displayed a row of kill notifications.

Fot—wiped out.

“…”

The venue fell silent for a second, then the fans erupted into cheers.

“Beautiful! Wild took them down!” the male commentator shouted excitedly, “Wild God just wiped out Fot’s team! Incredible!”

This short, brutal headshot spree lasting barely ten seconds reignited the emotions of the entire audience.

End of the fourth round: YG secured the chicken dinner, gaining 17 points and climbing to second place.

Everyone’s attention was on YG and Xie Ye’s performance because they believed that their Wild God could always…

Turn the tide against all odds.

Fifth round: YG unleashed their firepower, crushing domestic rivals akc and drop before clashing with Fot, who still held first place.

Both teams were evenly matched, locked in a standoff, until Xie Ye decisively fired first, securing a kill.

Then Fot made a mistake, allowing YG to secure the chicken dinner.

Their score rose by 15 points, surpassing Fot and claiming first place.

The sixth round began, and once again, YG faced Fot.

Just like the previous Asian Invitational, the same two teams clashed. Last time, Fot emerged victorious.

But this time…

Everyone held their breath, nervously watching the game screen. Chi Zhiyu tightly gripped Wu Xuan’s hand, staring at the monitor as if forgetting to breathe.

The final circle had arrived. Both YG and Fot teams were fully alive, each searching for the perfect opportunity.

“I’ll distract them from the front. You guys go in for the kill,” Yang Bin, the assault specialist, made the correct decision, “Act quickly.”

With that, Yang Bin maneuvered his character toward the enemy’s cover rock, throwing a smoke grenade and a grenade before charging out and spraying bullets.

Fot dodged the grenades and immediately retaliated, killing Yang Bin.

But their timing was slightly off. One of their members was hit by Yang Bin’s bullets, knocked to the ground.

Their medic misjudged the situation, rushing to retrieve the fallen teammate and attempt a retreat.

Seeing this, Xie Ye didn’t hesitate: “Fire!”

With that, he peeked out and eliminated the half-health opponent.

Ding Hui charged forward with a grenade, and Lin Jie followed up with suppressive fire.

In an instant, a three-versus-three standoff formed.

The battle was intense. Xie Ye fired at one opponent, while Ding Hui’s grenade detonated in an instant. The remaining two enemies tried to evade, firing at Xie Ye.

From the side, Lin Jie and Xie Ye activated their scopes, pressing the trigger simultaneously.

The next moment—

Two gunshots rang out.

The entire venue fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, eyes glued to the big screen. On YG’s game interface, a single word appeared instantly—

【Win】

At this moment, everyone’s minds flashed with the realization:

World Champion—belonging to YG.

And Wild God—

Never gives up.