Treabar

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  • A narration of the subtlety of human nature and the impermanence of fate behind the glitz

    Ju Fufu, this name falls lightly in front of my eyes, like a yellowed old photo, reflecting mottled light and shadow, with endless loneliness and tenderness. Her skills are like her life, gorgeous but with helpless cruelty, just like those women wandering in the prosperous world, elegant but may be severely knocked down by fate at any time.

    Her ordinary attack is the kind of delicate and harsh knock, like a few gentle pokes in the heart, but it is painful. There are no grand fireworks, only a few scars, which belong to the joys and sorrows of the little people. Her every move is soaked in the heat and cold of fire, as if burning herself with flames and stabbing others with wounds.

    Dodging is not an easy and elegant turn, but a struggle with a bit of powerlessness. What she avoids is the invisible shackles, the web woven by desires, vanity and scheming. Every dodge is a painful interpretation of compromise with life, but it also implies a desire for freedom, just like the kind of people who keep wandering in the world but can’t find a home.

    Her special skills and joint skills are metaphors for the subtle relationship between people. She wields the popcorn pot, that absurd but real weapon, as if it is a protective shield she uses to fight loneliness and desolation. The jumping flames reflect the unspeakable loneliness and helplessness deep in her heart, and also illuminate those neglected emotional details.

    In the core skills, the setting of the popcorn pot to automatically attack on the battlefield is like the traces left by people in life. Although silent, it constantly affects the surroundings. The accumulation of heat is just like her suppressed emotions and unknown thoughts. As time goes by, it gradually accumulates into an inescapable burden.

    In the fiery rotation state, she is both a hunter and a prey, just like those women in the whirlpool of emotions, who want to break free but are tightly entangled by the flames of emotions. Every time she attacks, she is testing her own limits and resisting fate.

    The parrying and counterattack in the support skills are very similar to her contradictory psychology in interpersonal relationships, wanting to get close but afraid of getting hurt. Her additional attacks with the popcorn pot are a counterattack against those injuries, but with a bit of helplessness and sadness. Her invincible moments are like the moments when she pretends to be strong in front of others, covering up her inner fragility and fear.

    In the imagery, the extra abilities and attack boosts given to her are not only the enhancement of skills, but also more like compensation for the injustice of fate to her. Her heat and flames have become her sharpest weapons and her biggest burden.

    In her story, there is no aura of heroes, no legendary battles, only struggles and pains in ordinary life. She is very similar to those ordinary people who are overwhelmed by reality but still insist on living. Her flame is the last warmth in her heart, and it is the persistence and unwillingness to give up on life.

    Every time a skill is activated, it is like a monologue of the soul, telling of her inner loneliness and strength. Her flame is both gentle and cruel, protecting and hurting. Her fight is a dialogue with fate, a resistance to reality, and an expectation for the future.

    The image of Ju Fufu is filled with a touch of sadness and helplessness, but also full of the complexity and depth of human nature. Her flame, like a firework, blooms beautifully but briefly, illuminating the darkness, and will eventually return to silence.

    Such a woman is distressing, but people can’t look away. She interprets the impermanence of life and the subtlety of human nature in her own way, like a low-pitched poem, penetrating the illusion of prosperity and reaching the depths of the soul.

  • Plateau visitors and veterans confront: the new order of firepower in version 2.8

    The wind came down from the plateau, blowing through the battlefield of dust and gunfire. Some people stand on the top of the mountain, while others run in the valley. The world is updating, and even the most familiar tools are changing. In the 2.8 version, the AUG gun is no longer a rare weapon in the sky, but comes to the ground, competing and fighting with thousands of people in the world, like a wild horse that once ran on the snow line, walking down the mountain and mixing into the camel herd on the grassland.

    It was originally an elite born from an airdrop box, and now it is in the same world as the old horse M416, which makes people inevitably make some comparisons. This comparison is like two rivers meeting at the foot of the mountain, a confrontation between speed, strength and fate. Starting from the damage value, both stand on the number 41, like two seemingly equal peaks, but upon closer inspection, the terrain, wind direction, and water source are different, making each way up the mountain have its own hardships and scenery.

    Control is the essence of all shooting art. The recoil of a gun is the hidden wind, the echo of the earth after every pull of the trigger. In the past, the recoil of AUG was small, because it was born in airdrops and had advantages from the beginning of its design. Now, its recoil has been adjusted again – 20% vertically reduced, and 20% of the horizontal frenzy has been cut, like a tamed horse, which retains its wildness and is willing to obey the master’s gestures when running. In comparison, although the M4 is stable, it is more likely to lose control when firing continuously, like an old craftsman, who has moments of failure in between skilled gestures.

    But this is not a simple battle of victory or defeat. The M4 is one second faster in reloading speed. That second may be a breathing space when facing the enemy, or it may be a desperate situation when the opponent is pressing. The AUG bullet is faster, 900 meters per second, more than the 880 meters of the M4, but what does that 20-meter speed mean in the real melee world? Maybe it just makes the wind pass the enemy’s ears a little earlier.

    When shooting from the hip, the AUG is also more accurate, because it is stable, just like a carved stone that does not shake easily in the wind and sand. But how many people can survive by shooting from the hip? In the intersection of mountains and cities, in the flames and smoke, what is truly tested is the human heart – trust in weapons, grasp of rhythm, and judgment of fate.

    The change of versions is like the arrival of monsoons, and all familiar orders may be disrupted. AUG fell from a high place, no longer rare, but not so easy to find. Some people say it is as rare as M24, which means that luck is still needed. But if you encounter it, you might as well try the feedback of the grip and the more stable trajectory. Maybe you will find that this horse from a high place can still run like the wind in the mud.

    Of course, this world is not only about performance, but also about face. Skin is like armor, and if a gun is not decorated with brilliance, it will inevitably be looked down upon. So, the virtual currency called UC became the key to changing the appearance. How can I get it faster? Some roads can be shortcutted, and places like Treabar provide better options than the original ones, just like a narrow path that actually leads directly to the top of the mountain, but you don’t often walk it.

    In the end, no matter whether the gun in your hand is AUG or M4, it will eventually obey your will and decide who will survive and who will be silent in countless confrontations. And behind this gun dispute, what is hidden is actually everyone’s attitude towards change – whether to stick to the familiar or embrace the new life.