Gunfire was intensive, bullets were flying, Erangel’s sky was so low that it seemed to collapse, cold wind mixed with the smell of gunpowder blew across the dilapidated streets, and the ruins were mixed with faint breathing sounds and the clanging of metal collisions. Do you think this is just another ordinary survival game? No, brother, this time it’s a little different. The gas station sign suddenly changed to KFC’s bright red and white, and the self-service ordering machine stood there quietly, like an uninvited guest, stirring up this world of gunfire.

I said, this KFC is not an ordinary fried chicken shop, it has a mystery. The player approaches the machine and presses the interaction button. Your name and order number immediately pop up on the screen. For a moment, it feels like you are placing an order at a fast food restaurant in reality. Then, the fried chicken meal appeared on the counter, and the aroma seemed to pass through the digital barrier and hit you in the face. The action design is delicate. The action of the character eating chicken legs is very similar to the tough guy clips in Hong Kong movies, rough and tasteful; the action of eating French fries is a bit playful, as if telling a story of the city beyond the sword and shadow; the action of drinking a drink is like a street gangster drinking an ice beer and preparing for another battle.

This fried chicken meal plays the role of first aid kit, bandage, and energy drink in the game, with precise functions. The designer has a big imagination and turned the life-saving straw between life and death into a delicacy, which is absurd and interesting. Each player can only use it once at each self-service ordering machine, and can only get another one until the fourth stage. It is very similar to the limited chips in the casino. With it, you have to calculate the time and opportunity, and you can’t squander it.

Not only Erangel, Miramar, Sanhok, and Vikendi all hang this red and white sign, and even the plane taking off has it. The fried chicken banner flutters in the wind like a blade, telling every player: This is not just a game, but a city’s rivers and lakes, cruel and full of fireworks.

In reality, the Treabar platform is like the underground financiers in Hong Kong movies. It is safe and reliable, online 24 hours a day, supports various payments, and offers discounts of up to 15%. Players fight in the virtual world, and there are people in reality who provide them with a safe backing. Without them, how can those players on the battlefield fight with confidence, and how can they continue to charge forward with full “ammunition”?

This cross-border cooperation is not only a commercial implantation, but also like an Infernal Affairs, where virtuality and reality are intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. You watch the characters pick up fried chicken and eat chicken legs in front of the screen, but the gunfire never stops. The deliciousness and killing coexist, and the coldness carries the fireworks of life, which is absurd but real. Living in the modern arena, you must have the sharpness of cold weapons and the fireworks of street snacks.

The fried chicken in the game and the recharge platform in reality are like two parallel clues interwoven into a big net, protecting the lives and dreams of players. Players’ heartbeats speed up with the sound of gunfire and slow down with the aroma of fried chicken. The rhythm of the battlefield is redefined here.

Imagine you are lying in the ruins, taking out the virtual fried chicken and taking a bite. The roar of gunfire is slightly covered by this warmth. The absurd taste, the cruel reality, the passionate gunfight, the gentle delicacy, everything is interwoven into the portrayal of this modern arena.

This is the game now. It is not just a simple killing, but a microcosm of life, a play about human nature, desire and survival. The action of eating fried chicken is an embrace of life; running in the rain of gunfire is a challenge to fate. You say, this world is complicated, how can you survive without a little ruthlessness? But occasionally taking a bite of fried chicken, telling yourself that there is still beauty in life, this is salvation.