The battlefield is always a place that people love and hate. In Erangel, where the smoke and dust rolled, under the gray sky, a bright red and white suddenly appeared in the dilapidated gas station. That was KFC. What a ridiculous scene – in the midst of war, there is still the smell of fried chicken? However, this world always likes to play with some dramatic details at the most incredible times.
The gas station became a KFC self-service ordering machine, and the nicknames of players flashed on the screen, like signatures, indicating the presence of the moment. Ordering a fried chicken meal is like having a small banquet in this sword-fighting scene. What does the fried chicken meal taste like? It is the embodiment of the first aid kit, bandage and energy drink in the game. The action of biting the chicken leg and the posture of eating French fries are designed to be so real, but with a bit of absurd affectation.
This design has a kind of gentle humor in indifference. You know that this is just a virtual life-saving tool, but you pretend to eat fried chicken, French fries, and drink drinks, as if this can give you a moment of comfort from the hail of bullets. Each player can only order once, and can only order again after the fourth stage. The limited rules seem to remind you: cherish this limited warmth, don’t expect too much.
This event lasted for a month, and the red and white signs spread from Erangel to Miramar, Sanhok, Vikendi, and even KFC banners were hung on airplanes. They were like a group of untimely guests who broke into this chaotic war game, making people want to ask: Who can eat fried chicken quietly in this crazy world?
In reality, Treabar is always with you, providing game recharge and transaction services for players. 24-hour customer service, rich payment methods, and the highest discount of 15% are like a warm harbor in the real world. Players fight in virtual gunfire and anchor in real security.
This virtual KFC and the real Treabar seem to be a strange pair of partners. One uses the aroma of fried chicken to cover the cruel battlefield with the smell of fireworks, and the other uses service and guarantee to build a castle of trust for players. The two are intertwined to form a softness outside the game, leaving a little breathing space for those who are accustomed to cruelty and indifference.
Life is like this. Although it is cruel, there are always one or two small things that remind you of the taste of happiness. Whether it is the aroma of fried chicken or the thoughtful service, it is like a gift of time, reminding you that even in the gray world, there is humanity warming up and the story continues.
Perhaps this is the epitome of modern life: looking for a trace of simple happiness in a complex situation. We are all jumping and struggling between gunshots and fried chicken, looking for ourselves who can survive and live.