National destiny: Global tower climbing skills have decreased by 10,000 times.

Ye Fei scrolled down a few more times and found that they were all news articles about Zixia's scandal.

Not only today's incident, but other inside stories have been exposed one after another, such as soliciting bribes during interviews, malicious harassment, and candidates being framed, etc.

One incident after another, like a hornet's nest that had been poked open, caused a huge uproar in public opinion.

He was engrossed in reading when the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Someone's here?"

He got up to open the door.

There were three people standing outside the door: Lin Xi, Lin Jianguo, and Lin Xi's mother, Liu Min.

A young man in a black suit was standing ramrod straight beside the three of them; judging from his attire, he was from a security team.

Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the golden trophies in Lin Xi's hands, he seemed to understand something.

"Yes, it seems the city-level competition just ended these past few days."

"Teacher Ye!" Lin Xi was the first to call out, handing the trophy to her mother and rushing over immediately.

Lin Jianguo stood behind, looking at the luxurious villa. He opened his mouth slightly but didn't say anything. The words of gratitude he had silently recited countless times on the way here were all forgotten at this moment.

He just smiled sheepishly, his expression tinged with embarrassment and restraint, his voice a little strained:

"Teacher Ye, we've come to see you."

Ye Fei stepped aside and led them into the house: "Come in, come in and sit down!"

Oulo appeared at the door at some point, nodded slightly to the man in the suit, and the two whispered a few words before the latter withdrew.

In the living room, Lin Jianguo sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees and his back straight, as if he were attending some important ceremony.

Liu Min sat next to him, still carrying the two bags of fruit in her hands. When she placed them on the coffee table, the plastic bags made a slight sound.

Lin Xi presented the trophy to Ye Fei; it was golden and shimmered slightly under the light.

"Teacher Ye, this is what I won in the city competition," he said, his tone filled with pride and anticipation.

"Furthermore, I've been selected by a youth training camp, and I can sign a contract as soon as I finish the provincial competition!"

Ye Fei took the trophy, looked at it, placed it on the coffee table, and nodded: "Not bad."

Lin Jianguo finally regained his voice, stood up from the sofa, and bowed slightly:

"Teacher Ye, we owe you so much. Without you, Lin Xi wouldn't have made it this far."

"Our family really doesn't know how to thank you... I, I'll give you this..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Ye Fei immediately stood up and pulled him to sit down.

"Mr. Lin, there's really no need for this."

"Thank you as much as you want, but you can't lose your backbone in front of your child."

Lin Jianguo seemed to suddenly understand his meaning, and a slight shame appeared on his face. Years of hardship and adversity had already broken his back.

Now that things are looking up a little, it's understandable that I'm unusually excited.

He sat up straight, calmed down a bit, and adjusted his wording:

"Mr. Ye, we've come to express our gratitude. Thank you for your hard work and dedication to Xiaolin."

Liu Min chimed in, her voice choked with emotion, "Yes, Teacher Ye, you are a great benefactor to our family."

Ye Fei thought to himself that he had only played a few games and given a few casual pointers, yet they spoke of him in such a lofty manner, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

He waved his hand: "Haha, it's nothing, Lin Xi is naturally very talented."

"If we should thank someone, we should thank him for his diligence and eagerness to learn."

After a few more brief pleasantries, Lin Xi's parents expressed their sincere gratitude. The conversation soon ended, and a quiet silence fell over the living room.

Lin Xi looked at Ye Fei and slowly opened her mouth, but then said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fei asked.

"Speak your mind."

Lin Xi hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"Teacher Ye, actually, I came here today because I have another question I'd like to ask you."

Ye Fei had thought it was something serious, but relieved, he readily agreed.

"Okay, go ahead and tell me."

Lin Xi thought for a moment and organized her thoughts:

"I've been having a question lately," Lin Xi said, frowning.

"Although my state machine is very strong, I can only perform well if I happen to get the right cards."

"If I can't get the cards I want, it will be very difficult to play. That's why my win rate is very unstable. It's been stuck at 70% of A5 for a long time and I can't go up."

"I'm about to participate in the provincial competition, and I'm worried..."

Ye Fei nodded slightly, said nothing more, stood up and said, "Okay, come with me."

He led Lin Xi up to the second floor. The door to the computer room was open, and two people in work clothes were making final adjustments to the computers.

All the cables were neatly secured under the table, the monitor was already lit, and the desktop was spotless.

"How is it?" Ye Fei asked.

One of them looked up and said, "Mr. Ye, it's almost done. All that's left is the final test run."

Lin Xi peeked out and his eyes widened instantly. He had never seen the computer's configuration before. Just the graphics card box on the ground with "5090P" written on it made his heart skip a beat.

He unconsciously began to imagine: Teacher Ye is so rich, he must be a very high-level and successful professional player!

Will he be able to become that kind of person in the future?

Not long after, Ye Fei's voice interrupted his reverie. The computer had been successfully tested, and a familiar "Slay the Spire International Edition" icon appeared on the desktop.

"Go on board."

The staff made way for Lin Xi, who sat down and logged into her account, whose ID was "Lang Xiao".

The Slay the Spire icon flashed on the screen, and the main interface loaded. Ye Fei stood behind him, arms crossed, watching.

"Let's play one round, I'll take a look."

Lin Xi pulled up a faulty robot, A5. He was very skilled at operating it and had grasped most of the components of the state machine. Although it was not perfect, it was still quite accurate.

But the whole game was bumpy, and he almost lost several times. When the results screen popped up, he had won, but it was a hard-fought victory.

"Hmm, you've almost grasped the state machine flow, but you're too reliant on a particular school of thought," Ye Fei commented.

Before Lin Xi could even understand what that meant, Ye Fei rushed to sit at the table and started a new game, using the malfunctioning robot A6.

"This time I'll give it a real match, you watch."

"I will teach you a completely new way of thinking."

Lin Xi nodded. He knew that Teacher Ye was about to start teaching something new again, and he took out his notebook from his pocket to start taking notes.

The game started, and Ye Fei chose the "Silver Furnace" as his starting character and began explaining.

"The malfunctioning robot is a very complex character with many playstyles. But—"

He paused:

"No matter how things change, the essence remains the same. Regardless of the school of thought, you only need to pay attention to four points, and they are all the same."

He held up four fingers:

"These four points are: output, defense, operation, and upper limit."

"Everything revolves around these four points. As long as these four 'ends' are satisfied, it doesn't matter what style you play, or even—"

"There can be no specific school of thought!"

Lin Xi was taken aback; he had never seen this statement in any strategy guide.

Whether it's online guides or institutional teaching, they all teach how to master a set of tactics and strategies.

Once you've mastered one style of martial arts, you're considered to have reached a certain level of skill. The more styles you can master, the stronger you are.

Now Ye Fei introduced him to a completely new concept—no school of thought. But if there is no school of thought, what will he base his card draws on?

Ye Fei didn't explain further and went straight into the fight against the mobs. After defeating just two mobs, a "Rocket Fist" card appeared in his reward deck.

Lin Xi's eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "One of the core components of a state machine! What incredible luck!"

However, Ye Fei did not listen to him and took a "Ball Lightning" card from the side.

Lin Xi couldn't help but ask:

"Teacher Ye, why not catch the flying punch?"

Ye Fei's answer was very straightforward:

"Although the Flying Punch is one of the core components of the state machine and has a high grab position, but—"

"He arrived too early."

Lin Xi tried to understand this sentence, and Ye Fei continued to explain:

"In the early game, especially in the first one or two draws, without any buff cards, Flying Fist is a very risky card to draw naked without any buff cards."

"And 'ball lightning'—" Ye Fei said as he continued operating:

"Although the stats aren't outstanding, drawing one at the start can effectively supplement your damage output and electric ball, making it a decent transition when paired with double release."

"and--"

As Ye Fei spoke, he tapped a "Double Release" card into the fire.

"If you draw a live ball card, you can get a wide range of possible solutions, such as 'Hotfix' or 'Fragmentation Cleanup' to solve the numerical problem."

"You can also listen to a 'Thunder' album, 'Electricity Generation' follows the flow of electric spheres."

Lin Xi didn't ask any more questions, and nodded as if she understood.

Ye Fei continued to advance. After completing the first level, his deck already contained several cards, such as "Ball Lightning," "Quick Search," and "High-Speed ​​Escape," as well as seven or eight other cards including "Ice Lance" and "Calm Mind."

He had already used the "Electric Shock" and "Double Release" cards at the first fire, and then he took a nap at the third fire.

Looking at his "messy" deck, Lin Xi asked, "Teacher Ye, how are you planning to build your deck this game?"

Ye Fei's answer consisted of only three words:

"have no idea."

Lin Xi didn't ask any more questions, but just continued watching.

Soon, the first boss fell, and three reward cards popped up, which were:

"Signal Enhancement", Skill Card, 1 Cost, Your next Skill Card will be played twice.

Rainbow, a skill card, costs 2 mana and generates 1 Lightning, 1 Dark, and 1 Frost Charge.

Meteor Strike, an attack card, costs 5 mana and deals 24 damage. Generates 3 plasma orbs.

Ye Fei stopped clicking his mouse. He looked at the deck repeatedly and remained silent for more than ten seconds.

Lin Xi looked at his deck, which was a jumble of cards: Electric Ball, Ice Hockey, status cards, and card draw. It didn't resemble a status machine or an ability machine; it was an Electric Ball deck with a Balance Ball deck.

He couldn't help but wonder: Is this even playable?