League of Legends: Reborn in Season 3, Tuning the Entire League

Chapter 208 I'm already researching the champion's prize money!
In the waiting hall of Pudong Airport, a group of about twenty people sat in two rows of small groups. Song Yuanchao leaned towards his teammate next to him, his tone tinged with trepidation: "Hey, do you guys think everyone on the streets of America carries an American-style iaido?"

Xu Jing, who was scrolling through his phone, glanced at him sideways, looking at him like he was an idiot. "What's the difference between your question and a foreigner asking if everyone in our country knows Chinese kung fu?"

"Why think so much? There will be local staff from the club to pick us up after we land. As long as we don't go to high-risk areas, there won't be any problems." Pang Ran held the list of precautions issued by the club. As the team's assistant, he felt that he was keeping a safety net for his sons.

Xiao Wu muttered, arms crossed, "Da Meili is really outrageous, they even have such a thing as a high-risk area."

"The key is the joint warning issued by the FBI and the police; this operation is quite surreal."

Unlike his four teammates, Xiao Shitou kept staring at the US dollars he had exchanged after returning from the currency exchange window.

Song Yuan leaned over and teased, "Hey Stone, you've been staring at this US dollar bill the whole time. What's wrong? You've fallen for it?"

"Don't you like it?" Little Stone asked without looking up.

"Um...I like it!"

Everyone loves the RMB, let alone the beautiful US dollar, which can be exchanged for seven US dollars.

"I'm wondering, when we play in the World Championship, will Riot Games settle our prize money in US dollars or RMB?"

"What's the difference?" Song Yuan scratched his buzz cut, his pitifully small brain suddenly overloaded.

Little Stone said expectantly, "What do you guys think? If we win a match and Riot Games gives us US dollars, and I take a portion of it and do a raffle during my live stream, wouldn't that count as sharing some of the glory with the audience?"

Song Yuan: "..."

Pang Ran: "!!!"

Xu Jing: "Six, you won't keep this glory to yourself, will you?"

"Even the bonus can make you spend so much money on common areas!"

Wu Zhiqiang: "I thought my secretly fantasizing about the championship skin was powerful enough, but I didn't expect that you, Stone, would already be researching how to use the championship prize money..."

No wonder he's the team's natural talent for live streaming, I'm impressed!

"Pfft!"

Wang Wang, the logistics officer sitting diagonally behind the team, finally couldn't hold back and interjected with a smile: "Shi Tou, your idea is good, but you shouldn't carry too much cash with you. In the great country of America, especially at night, you absolutely must not let anyone know that you have a lot of cash on you."

In a place where even hotels use safes to manage valuables, carrying thousands or tens of thousands of US dollars is practically ostentatious, no different from wearing a bikini to stroll through a slum.

Free!
He paused, then added, "Oh, by the way, although the probability of us acting alone is not high, if there is any unexpected situation that leads to us being separated, we must be careful to have at least one or two people with us."

"Also, if you don't want to get beaten up by your own elders, don't accept food or drinks from strangers. Recreational marijuana use is legal in California..."

"Also, we should avoid discussing skin color, gender, and religion, as the situation in Great America is different from ours."

Wang Wang repeatedly emphasized, "We must also be wary of street scams, such as charitable donation scams and lucky charm scams."

Xu Jing chuckled, "Hehehe, Brother Wang, you don't know this, do you? When it comes to swindling and deceiving, the American version can't compare to our Chinese version."

"From playing dice as a child to digging for leopards at weddings and funerals in the village, from a millionaire woman offering a large sum of money to have a child to winning a Ferrari in a single day, we've experienced far too much."

"Oh right, right, right!" Pang Ran seized the opportunity to poke at his AD's sore spot, "I don't even remember who was tricked into the office building by the 'high-salary recruitment' last year. In the end, it was your older sister who carried a kitchen knife and stormed into the eighteenth floor to drag the person out."

Xu Jing, who was drinking water, spat it all over the airport floor, his ears instantly turning red: "Old Pang, why are you bringing up this sore spot?!" He frantically pulled out tissues to wipe the water stains, glared at the support, and said, "If we talk about this again, our bot lane is done for."

Even after more than half a year, just thinking about the miserable state he was in, clinging to his older sister's leg and wailing with snot and tears streaming down his face, makes him want to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the tiles.

My sister is really something. She shouldn't complain to her best buddy in the bot lane. The worst part is that this glorious story has become a daily joke for their bot lane. Now, every time he plays with Pang Ran, if the other side casually says, "Do you need me to call your sister to save the day?" his blood pressure will immediately spike to 180.

Pang Ran's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"It's a deal, double happiness is on your side."

"I've wanted to switch AD for a while now. I don't need anything fancy, just a clean slate."

"Ah!" Xu Jing jumped up and grabbed Pang Ran's neck with both hands. "I'll fight you to the death, you ungrateful scoundrel!"

So for a long time afterward, until the boarding announcement came from the waiting area, the team members could hear Xu Jing's muttering.

What? I gave you the siege engine, I was your bullet, and I even sold myself when we got caught in the bottom lane.

……

The economy class cabin was filled with a cacophony of voices. Families traveling abroad were adjusting their children's seats, while business people in suits were frowning at their laptops. By the window, several blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign passengers were flipping through Chinese travel guides for their return journey, their eyes revealing a lingering sense of anticipation.

The enclosed space was filled with the mixed smells of snacks and airline meals, creating a unique background noise for the journey at 30,000 feet.

"It will take us eleven hours to fly from Shanghai to Los Angeles. If anything happens along the way, just let me know."

Before he could even sit down, Wang Wang quickly reminded him.

Little Stone: "Squeak!!" Wang Wang: ? ? ?
Shi Zhenyu pointed to his right hand.

Xu Jing and Song Yuan, these two social terrorists, had somehow managed to hook up with the American passenger sitting next to them. After learning that the other person also liked e-sports, they immediately started chatting with him.

It's as if they're going to talk about Los Angeles all the way from Shanghai.

Wang Wang was both amused and exasperated, and could only let them be.

We chatted a lot on the way, so we could go to sleep at the set time after landing.

A flight that lasts for more than ten hours is naturally boring and tedious.

Around three or four in the morning, they were tormented by overwhelming drowsiness.

Unlike ordinary people who can't stay awake until 1 or 2 a.m., these night owls' daily routine is based on this time of day. They can usually lie down in bed when they are tired from training, but obviously they don't have that comfortable condition on the plane today. In addition, it is the first time for all five of them to fly, so they can't fall asleep even if they want to.

"Put on your earplugs and eye mask, adjust your seats back a bit, secure the neck pillows I bought for you, and put on your air conditioning blankets. Take your time to get used to it."

"If you really can't sleep, remember to get up and move around every two hours."

Since I can't sleep, I'll just stay awake and prepare for adjusting to the time difference tomorrow.

The club had made preparations in advance, providing each pair with a laptop with a number of movies downloaded on it, which was enough to kill time.

Time is the fairest thing for everyone. Whether you can stand it or not, whether you can sleep or not, the plane arrived at the destination airport on time at 10:07 p.m. local time in Los Angeles.

As soon as the gangway touched the ground, the salty, humid wind of the west coast of Los Angeles swept up the river of lights from the distant highway, and the night view slowly unfolded in the fading sound of the engine roar.

"Hold on to your things, we'll pick up our luggage at the exit later."

"Don't walk too fast after you get off the plane, warm up your body first."

Wang Wang clearly underestimated the amount of energy people have at the age of seventeen or eighteen.

As soon as they got off the plane, Song Yuan and Xu Jing couldn't wait to do a somersault, "Wuhu, we've arrived in America!"

This was a move the two had planned in advance, a wonderful record of their first time competing abroad.

However, this beautiful feeling was quickly dispelled by the cold winds of the west coast.

"Ouch! It's so cold!"

"What the heck, is it really this cold in Los Angeles in September?"

Song Yuan and Xu Jing, those two big fools, crossed their arms.

Pang Ran rolled his eyes and handed over the team's blue and white porcelain team uniform jacket from his bag. "Is it possible that the weather information was included in the itinerary reminder given by the club before boarding the plane?"

“Los Angeles is a coastal city, and the average temperature at night in September is only 17 degrees Celsius, with lows sometimes reaching 13 or 14 degrees Celsius.” Shi Zhenyu, fully bundled up, stood next to the two people wearing T-shirts. “I suggest wearing warm clothes such as suits, jackets, and windbreakers, dears.”

Fortunately, another female staff member was also with them. The thoughtful young woman had prepared a jacket in advance to prevent this from happening.

A dozen minutes later, at the entrance of Los Angeles International Airport, a bus bearing the NXG team logo stopped in front of the five people in disbelief.

A Riot Games employee got out of the car, smiled, and greeted everyone, saying, "Hello, everyone from NXG, welcome to California!"

"Let me introduce you. This is Jason, the Riot Games staff member responsible for the Chinese market." Wang Wang, who had communicated with him beforehand, proactively extended his hand and shook hands with him. "These are members of our NXG team."

"Hello everyone, I will be handling all the competition-related matters with you in the coming period. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

As they boarded the vehicle, Song Yuan and the others were still somewhat dazed.

Pulling at Wang Wang's sleeve, she asked, "Brother Wang, is Ming-ge really that powerful? He can even afford a team vehicle in North America?"

Wang Wang turned around and laughed, "No, our Manager Chen arrived in Los Angeles ahead of time. They contacted a local car rental company in advance to find a vehicle for us. It was originally supposed to be a small van, but the owner happened to be a fan of Ming Ge's videos and provided us with a bus for free."

There's quite a distance between The Standard Hollywood Hotel and the competition venue, and having a car definitely makes things much more comfortable.

"Wow, this feels like playing GTA."

"Haha, one vehicle at the start, the rest we have to steal!"

The car started, and everyone was excited, mainly because the Los Angeles night outside the car was indeed thrilling.

A completely unfamiliar world, a road where there was no one but dim yellow lights.

This inevitably brings to mind a scenario in a post-apocalyptic world where the main characters embark on an unknown journey!
The driver was just as skilled today. The distance from the airport to the hotel is a full forty kilometers, but he managed to drive us to our destination in just twenty minutes.

However, right at the entrance, the NXG group ran into another group of people.

"SSO?"

(End of this chapter)