Glory [e-sports]

The other party was still online. Wei Xiao sent them a private message, “Boss, did you accidentally input another zero?”

To be really honest, Wei Xiao himself was dazzled by the neat and tidy row of six zeroes.

The other party replied back very quickly, treating words like gold, “No.”

Wei Xiao’s mind was filled with incredulity, “You want me to accompany you for ten thousand games?”

LU: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao: “…………”

He put down his cell phone, stood up, and opened the door––

Soybean pounced on him with a whine. Wei Xiao caught its head, then rubbed and kneaded it until the dog’s fur stuck out in all directions.

Wei Xiao: “Yep, it’s not a dream.”

Soybean: “Ao?”

Wei Xiao tossed aside the silly husky and closed the door with a bang. His cold and ruthless manner was just like that of a scum man who would refuse to acknowledge knowing the other party as soon as he was done with them.

Soybean, whose doggy nose bumped against the door: “Arooarooaroo?”

He wasn’t dreaming. It was real. There was really a silly fool, ah, no, it was a boss who’d spent two million to play ten thousand games with him!

“F*ck!”

Wei Xiao calmed down and felt a stab of pain. The platform charged a 10% handling fee. Hadn’t he just lost 200,000 yuan in the blink of an eye?!

A full two hundred thousand yuan!

It cost 28 yuan for a skin. That was enough to buy 7142 of them!

Wei Xiao bore with the pain that cut into his skin and asked, “So, may I ask if I’ve played with you before?”

Wei Xiao had been an accompanying player for such a long time, but he’d never used such a warm tone with his customers before. If any of his previous ‘customers’ heard this, there was a 80% chance that they would vomit out three liters of blood.

LU: “No.”

Wei Xiao: “You bought so many games with me all at once without having played together with me before?”

LU: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao’s face was full of confusion. What did ‘Mm’ mean? There were a lot of hidden meanings behind this word.

He asked patiently, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll trick you?”

LU: “No.”

“What if my skills suck?”

“You can do it.”

“You believe me just like that?”

“Mm.”

Wei Xiao’s face was mystified. He asked the question that was in his heart, “Why?”

Lu: “Mm?”

Wei Xiao: “I mean, why did you choose me?”

The other party paused for a moment, then gave a reason that caused Wei Xiao to lose control over his expression, “Because you’re expensive.”

Wei Xiao: “What?”

This Mister LU was as calm as before, “You get what you pay for.”

Wei Xiao was lost for three seconds, then asked, “Aren’t you worried that the price won’t match the goods?”

LU didn’t type words this time. Instead, he sent him a screenshot of Wei Xiao’s self-introduction––

King of the jungle, king of mages, a king who can do it all. You won’t be making a loss, and you can’t get scammed at this price!!

Wei Xiao: “………………”

It had never, ever occurred to him that God Wei, who could tear apart the haters on the internet and suppress the haters in the game, would one day be left speechless and unable to answer.

“Then…” Wei Xiao asked tentatively, “Let’s play a match?”

LU: “No rush.”

Eh? You’re not in a hurry to play after spending two million yuan to find an accompanying player?

Wei Xiao: “When will Boss be free?”

LU: “1:30 PM.”

Wei Xiao looked at the time. It was now seven o’clock, so he could still sleep for another six hours. Great.

“See you at 1:30.”

LU: “OK.”

After exiting the chat interface, Wei Xiao held his cellphone in his hand and spaced out for a while.

Sleeping could go to hell!

How could he sleep when something so big had happened?!

Wei Xiao tabbed out of the accompanying gaming platform, opened up WeChat, held down the voice key, and started to speak quickly, “Goddamn, Old Bai, I was just sitting at home and money fell down from the sky! I don’t know which little cutie used two million to buy ten thousand matches with me! And they placed the order directly on the platform, with no hesitation, no delay, no trial game, directly hitting me in the face with two million. I really never thought that this would happen to me one day. So it turns out that being a sugar baby feels like this! I don’t want to fight anymore, I just want to accompany this boss for a lifetime. Oh, do you think I’ll get lucky and really meet a cute girl? Hey, there’s nothing else to say, I’m going to propose!”

Old Bai’s surname was Bai, his name Cai, and his nickname was Brother Cai.

Bai Cai and Wei Xiao had known each other for a long time. The two of them had a relationship at the level where they had shared upper and lower bunk beds as early as when the two of them were in the youth training camp.

Two years later, Wei Xiao, who was once the king of rookies was now an accompanying player who couldn’t go up on stage, and Bai Cai, who had been the king of rookies’ exclusive support had leapt up into the first-line team FTW and become a teammate of the Great Demon King Lu Feng, the four-time world champion.

This difference between heaven and earth was really enough to make people sigh in regret.

However, Brother Cai didn’t want to laugh over it. He just wanted to shush––

F*ck, he was about to pee his pants from fear!

“It’s Wei Xiao?”

This deep voice, which fans firmly believed could make them pregnant just by hearing it, rang out by Bai Cai’s side…

He wasn’t pregnant, but he was soon about to miscarry!!!

“Ye, yes.”

Bai Cai looked at this thirty second long voice message and prayed sincerely: Old Wei, you’d better not have spouted any nonsense!

Lu Feng: “What did he say.”

Bai Cai: “This…”

Lu Feng’s eyelids lifted slightly, “Inconvenient?”

Bai Cai gave a start. His hand moved faster than his brain and had already clicked open the voice message––

“Goddamn, Old Bai… little cutie… sugar baby… for a lifetime… cute girl… I’m going to propose!”

Bai Cai: “………”

What was the point in praying, he just needed to think for a moment to know that this beast who never censored his mouth would never say anything normal!

He even used little cutie, cute girl, and going to propose, Wei Xiao, you’re a reincarnated firework, right? You want to go up to heaven every day!

Old Bai thought about how he still had a bit of a revolutionary friendship with this guy and prepared to save him a little, “About that…”

He fell into a daze even before he finished speaking.

What the hell?

F*ck!

Close smiled!

The Great Demon King smiled!

The man who was expressionless on the stage of the finals when he won the world championship cup was actually smiling!

It wasn’t that obvious of a smile, and only the corners of his mouth were raised. The smile was very light, but it still managed to touch that pair of deep black eyes.

Bai Cai felt a stab of pain. If he took a photo of this, Lu Feng’s wife fans, madame fans, girlfriend fans, might make him an income of a hundred million!

What a pity, he only had the brain to make money, but not the guts to actually do it.

“Not replying?” Lu Feng asked him.

Bai Cai put away his ‘evil thoughts’ and hurriedly said, “No, if I reply to him at this time, I might end up beating the grass and scaring the snake.”

Seven o’clock in the morning for e-sports players was the same as two or three o’clock in the morning for ordinary people. It would be suspicious if they weren’t still sleeping at this time.

Lu Feng thought about it, “True, let him sleep.”

Bai Cai: “………”

Was it because he wrote too many short stories? How come he always felt that things were a little weird?!

Lu Feng didn’t say anything further and turned to go upstairs. Bai Cai let out a huge sigh of relief and collapsed like a rag in his chair.

Sorry, ah, Old Wei, it’s not that your brother sold you out, it’s really an unexpected event after unexpected event, it’s all accidental!

Fine, he admitted that he was a little bit in the wrong. He really shouldn’t have been ‘pimping’ in the training base.

This matter had to be explained from last night––

A new team member had joined FTW this year, a rebellious youth named Ning Zhehan who had dyed his hair granny grey. He was a mid-lane player.

<Glory> had already accumulated over ten years of experience in e-sports and had long developed a mature training system for its professional players.

The most authoritative training system was the youth training camp that was jointly established by the various clubs. It would hold trials every off-season; two years ago, Wei Xiao had been the rookie king. This year, it was Ning Zhehan.

This kid had some skills. He looked rash and impulsive, but in fact, he had a stable play style and could advance and retreat when needed. He could switch freely between mage assassins and fortress gunners, and had a strong level of adaptability.

As soon as the youth training camp ended, the teams would all start to fight over the newcomers, and FTW ultimately signed him at a sky-high price of 3 million.

A rookie going for such a high price was enough to prove how good he was.

Ning Zhehan was an eighteen year old youth. Having been praised and complimented in such a way, it was inevitable that he would become overconfident. When he came to FTW, he really believed that he could win glory for his country and come back with the world championship cup.

Yet as a result, two days after joining the team, Ning Zhehan became dispirited and passive.

In nine training games, he was an existence that totally dragged everyone back. He couldn’t keep up with the rhythm, and his game consciousness was poor. Even the technique and skill that he was most proud of was so vulnerable it couldn’t stand up to a single blow against the four-time champion Great Demon King.

How could there be such a powerful person? How could there be an existence that went against the heavens like this?

They both had two hands. How could the gap be so big!

Ning Zhehan’s granny gray hair lost its luster, and he was really about to become an old granny.

Bai Cai had seen it all before. Over the years, how many talented players had flung themselves over to join FTW and then gone off into seclusion after being beaten flat?

It wasn’t that he was exaggerating, but God Lu hadn’t even been trying his best. If he really let himself go, perhaps only the big guys at the top of the League would be able to keep up with his rhythm.

Oh… and the Wei Xiao from two years ago.

Unfortunately, that beast didn’t play in the professional circles.

In any case, Ning Zhehan couldn’t do it. Don’t judge based on how both of them were rookie kings.

These years, Bai Cai had developed a psychological shadow towards rookie kings. Although it was a bit miserable for an eighteen year old youth to go into seclusion, he didn’t want to go comfort him and acted as though he hadn’t seen anything.

Who could’ve known that even though he ignored him, this child would take the initiative to come find him? “Brother Cai, I heard that…”

His words were faltering, and he was extremely awkward.

Bai Cai understood as soon as he heard this, but he deliberately pretended not to understand, “Hm? What did you hear?”

Ning Zhehan hesitated to speak.

Bai Cai patted him on the shoulder and said, “Don’t think too much about it. It’s just a few training games, it’s fine to lose.”

But the problem was that they’d lost because of him. Ning Zhehan’s face turned white.

Bai Cai was still smiling broadly, seemingly unaware of how distressing his words were.

Ning Zhehan bit down on his lower lip and steeled himself to say, “I heard that you know a god-level training partner.”

“It’s not that extreme.” Bai Cai waved his hand, “He’s an accompanying player, not some god-level anything.”

Ning Zhehan was very serious, “But he’s defeated 90% of the professional players in the League. Even the vice-captain of the TPT team is one of his defeated opponents!”

Bai Cai muttered, “About that…”

Ning Zhehan was no longer as awkward now that he’d said it out loud. He even seemed to yearn for it, “I heard about his legend when I was in the youth training camp––nobody knows his name, and nobody has seen him before. Nobody knows his real identity, but everyone knows that he’s a behind-the-scenes powerful player in the China competition zone. Countless players have grown and improved under his hands, and countless vice-captain and even team captains figured out their play styles after experiencing his tempering…”

Bai Cai’s teeth ached when he heard this. Although it was true, once he thought about how all of this was about that boy Wei Xiao…

He didn’t deserve it!

Ning Zhehan spoke firmly, “Brother Cai, can you contact him for me? I want to grow!”

Bai Cai thought to himself: I think you want to inflict self-harm on yourself!

“He’s really just an accompanying player.” Bai Cai sighed and stressed, “One who takes money to play with you.”

Ning Zhehan: “Eh?”

Bai Cai hadn’t repeated the fact that he was an accompanying player for nothing. He was really trying to say the key point, “Two hundred per game, accompanying you until dawn.”

Ning Zhehan: “………”

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juurensha: Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match, Brother Cai!

xiin: read the latest chapter and couldn’t resist updating… releases will be ‘sporadic’ (aka as fast as i can TL and my wonderful editors can edit) until we settle into a schedule~