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[Outraged_Oscar]: Can you two be any more outrageous?!
[Shocked_Shelly]: Holy crap, what did I see?! Trial qualification?!
[Sarcastic_Sam]: Here's a joke: "I'm an independent studio, so I can't update that quickly."
[Impressed_Irene]: No, buddy, you're a nuclear-powered workhorse! I haven't even finished the story mode yet, and you've already made the closed beta for multiplayer!
[Demanding_Dan]: Maverick, don't forget your roots. I suggest you let everyone draw for it
[Lottery_Larry]: Support the righteous lottery system!
[Brutal_Betty]: Maverick, you can't even grasp opportunities like this. Why don't you just step down already?
[Whale_Wilson]: I'll pay 200,000 to transfer that trial qualification to me. I'll immediately send you 200,000 worth of gifts. Private transfer is also fine.
[Envious_Emily]: Wow, is this the financial power of a whale? So envious, so envious
[Maverick]: "Thank you, all my fan readers, for your support. Thank you to 'Loves_Eating_Stinky_Feet' for sending ten rockets.
Sorry, but I'll keep this qualification for myself. It's rare that Max thinks highly enough of me to give me this beta qualification, so I won't mess around. When I stream it, everyone can watch together."
The content of the email was actually very simple.
Just a casual "Long time no see, have you eaten yet?"
The main event was the file—or rather, the plugin—attached to the email.
In any case, after downloading this thing, Maverick's Holy Grail War client could activate the multiplayer mode for the "FA" chapter.
This was also the reason why Maverick and Chen Ge had backstabbed each other so quickly.
Oh dear, there was only ONE qualification, and it wouldn't be good if it hurt their brotherhood.
So after chatting with the excited chat for a few more minutes, Maverick decided to end the broadcast directly.
After blocking several other streamers who might try to beg for access, he began to study the new mode diligently.
Yes, Maverick planned to make a splash and redeem himself in the upcoming multiplayer Holy Grail War.
No more being the butt of jokes.
No more Saber-class curses.
This time, he would prove himself.
The chat had roasted him enough. The memes about his Saber curse were everywhere. His "ophthalmologist for hemorrhoid removal" excuse had become a running joke.
It was time for a comeback.
As for why Max had already created the test version but didn't directly release it to the public—that was purely for the sake of attracting traffic.
Just yesterday afternoon, Max had received notification from official personnel that his work had successfully achieved the number one spot in downloads.
And he'd also gained the opportunity to attend a game exhibition at the Phoenix Nest convention center in the capital, with the date set for three days later.
Of course, the exhibition itself wasn't actually that important.
It was mainly about discussing game concepts, then interacting with offline fans—a classic segment of talking about dreams, painting a big picture, and trying to attract investors.
The main thing was that after the exhibition, there would be a seven-day online public vote.
Then, based on the ranking of this public selection, a certain amount of traffic and financial support would be provided.
However, official recommendations were different from trending due to negative news on various platforms. This was truly positive promotion.
Official backing. Legitimate recognition.
Although, to be honest, the Holy Grail War's traffic no longer needed official promotion at the moment.
The game was already a cultural phenomenon. It was trending everywhere. New players were flooding in daily.
But getting first place in the official vote?
That could be considered Max's obsession.
Either don't do it, or do it to the best of your ability.
That was his life motto.
And he intended to live by it.
The exhibition would be his chance to show the world what the Holy Grail War truly was. Not just a game—but a revolution in VR gaming.
The competitors could cry about it all they wanted.
The multiplayer mode—the FA chapter—was something Max had been working on in parallel with the main game updates.
It wasn't just a simple "more players in the same match" addition.
It was an entirely different experience.
Where the standard Holy Grail War was a battle royale of seven Masters and seven Servants, the FA chapter introduced team-based warfare.
Multiple teams. Multiple objectives. Multiple ways to win—or lose spectacularly.
The possibilities were endless.
And Max had given Maverick the first trial qualification specifically because he knew Maverick would stream it.
Free advertising.
Maverick's suffering would become content. His failures would become memes. His rare victories would become legendary moments.
It was the perfect promotional strategy.
And Maverick, bless his heart, had no idea he was essentially a marketing tool.
But that was fine.
Maverick's genuine reactions, his real struggles, his authentic emotions—that's what made him popular in the first place. The audience could tell when someone was being real versus when they were putting on a show.
And Maverick was always, painfully, hilariously real.
As long as everyone was having fun, everyone won.
[Excited_Eddie]: So when's the stream?!
[Impatient_Irene]: Maverick, I swear if you don't stream this within 24 hours I'm rioting
[Strategic_Steve]: This is gonna be wild. Team-based Holy Grail War? Sign me UP
[Worried_Wendy]: Please tell me Maverick's Saber curse doesn't apply to team modes
[Hopeful_Harry]: Maybe with teammates he'll actually survive past day one
[Pessimistic_Pete]: Or he'll drag his entire team down with him
[Maverick]: "...I'm going to pretend I didn't see that last comment."
The chat erupted with laughter.
Some things never changed.
But maybe, just maybe, the FA chapter would be different.
Maybe this would be Maverick's redemption arc.
Or maybe it would be an even more spectacular disaster.
Either way, the audience was ready to watch.
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