We promised to win the championship together, so why did you all retire?

"I'm not worth five million."

Uz calmly said those words.

If we go back three years, perhaps he would still deserve that price.

Uzbekistan has actually received contracts worth 17 million before.

—But that was three years ago.

And... this was before they lost to G2 at Worlds.

When they lost G2, Uzi was already somewhat disheartened.

He still wants to win, and he still wants to pursue the seemingly unattainable world championship.

But he... is no longer the omnipotent person he once was.

From childhood to adolescence, from adolescence to youth.

People grow up every moment.

When children are young, they often make innocent wishes when their teachers ask them what they want to be when they grow up.

I want to be a doctor!

I want to become a scientist!

I want to be an astronaut!

When discussing which university they will attend in the future, they always think with great enthusiasm:

Should I go to Tsinghua University or Peking University?

It wasn't until time slowly passed that they gradually realized something.

Everyone has their limits.

They finally realized it.

Ah, so I can't get into Tsinghua University.

Besides, I can't go to Peking University.

My future will probably involve going to some unknown second- or third-tier university, or even a vocational high school.

This is the most painful growth process in a person's life.

Because from that moment on, they truly realized something.

No one is omnipotent, and neither am I.

For Uzbekistan—

The day he lost to G2 was the day he truly matured.

In the past, he would always be extremely dissatisfied after losing a game.

He always felt that if he worked harder and became more capable, he would have the power to turn everything around.

He can be the one who turns the tide.

Unfortunately, he wasn't.

So after losing the match that day, Uzi's expression actually became calm.

He simply kept his head down, silently tidying up his peripherals, ignoring the camera shoved right in front of him.

Holding his long-time companion peripherals to his chest, he calmly left the arena after shaking hands with his opponent.

He resigned himself to his defeat.

But he did not give up.

S8 may have been the peak of Uzi's professional career, but S9 was the pinnacle of his competitive performance.

That year, he truly faced himself, no longer arrogant or haughty, but simply fighting for himself.

However, it was too late.

Uzi now agrees with a statement made by Showmaker, the mid-laner who won the S10 championship:

"I have to think about whether this is the only opportunity I'll ever have in my life."

Perhaps the original words were not exactly like that, but they are very similar.

Uzi in S9 did indeed reach the peak of his competitive form, but his teammates are no longer with us.

No one is obligated to wait for you to grow up.

No one lacks that ability.

Therefore, Uzi's career ended with a humiliating performance in the Round of 16 at the S9 World Championship.

When he won his second runner-up title in Season 4, he was still unconvinced and felt that he was just unlucky this time.

When he reached the top 16 in S9, he could only let out a sigh of regret.

Now, it's the end of S11.

Uzbekistan has a very clear understanding of himself.

He might still be capable of playing in the second division.

However, anyone who wants to make it to the LPL needs extremely rigorous rehabilitation training.

Not to mention the World Championships.

Why should someone like him receive five million?

So although he was happy that Bai Liang was willing to give him this price, he would not accept it.

Aomimi sat quietly to the side without saying a word.

It's Uz's life now, and she won't interfere with his decisions.

Even if Uzbekistan doesn't want a single point.

Uzbekistan doesn't need those five million right now.

Aomimi didn't think about how much money Uzi could make by playing professionally again; she just didn't want to see him looking so dejected in the middle of the night anymore.

She doesn't consider herself a perfect woman, but she won't question the decision of the future father of her child.

This is also why she ultimately agreed to Uzbekistan's return to the sport.

"I see..."

Bai Liang smiled.

The situation seems to be much better than he expected.

He reached into his bag, rummaged around, and pulled out another contract.

"Take a look at this first."

Uzi was somewhat surprised, and looked at Bai Liang with a strange expression.

"You even guessed I didn't want to sign this contract?"

Honestly, Bro.

This is a bit strange.

Bai Liang seemed to have an extraordinary understanding of his personality, and he already knew how things would unfold from the moment he came to his door.

Haki White, you bastard...

Could it be some kind of fanatical Godzilla?

He and the lawyer next to him looked at it together, and soon confirmed it.

—This is the exact same contract as the one we just had.

The only difference is that the amount in this contract is not specified; instead, a blank space is left for it to be filled in.

Uz had a guess in his mind, and he looked up.

"you……"

"Um."

Bai Liang nodded decisively and spread his hands.

"Fill in your own opinion on how much it's worth."

Uzi grinned. "Aren't you afraid I'll fill in an eight-figure number?"

Bai Liang looked at him with surprise: "I haven't even used up my share of the profits from this year's LPL slot yet."

Uzbekistan: ?

In a daze, Uz seemed to hear an extremely eerie background music:

Accidentally entered the Heavenly Palace~

What else is there to say, brother? You're so genuine!

Uz picked up the pen and quickly signed his name.

He then moved to the amount column and neatly wrote down the number he wanted.

Then, he grinned and pushed the contract to Bai Liang.

"Here you are."

Bai Liang's eyesight is so good that he couldn't help but laugh.

Uzbekistan didn't write down a number or a number of tens of thousands.

It's not about how many pieces.

4396.

This is the last number Uz wrote down.

Bai Liang had no choice but to admit it.

The Uzbekistan of three years from now is somewhat different from the Uzbekistan he knew.

At least the sense of morbid humor is much better than before.

"I'm about to make a comeback, so I need to make the prison system feel involved to some extent."

Uzi's mouth twisted, his expression a mixture of excitement and a different kind of sharpness.

"It's his fault for arresting me so many times before."

Bai Liang put away his copy of the contract and stood up.

"Then it's settled."

"Get ready soon, Uz."

"We'll have to play in the Demacia Cup."

Uzbekistan paused for a moment, "The Demacia Cup?"

"What's the point of hitting that?"

He might as well play a few more practice matches.

Given Uzbekistan's connections and the hype surrounding them, it should be quite easy for them to book a team.

Bai Liang sighed.

"There's nothing we can do; some people have been collecting taxes for fifty years."

"Anyway, it's a kind of training exercise."

Becoming an LPL player was originally very simple.

The club simply reported it to Tencent Sports and that was it.

But ever since Xiao Wang joined IG and achieved a 100% win rate with Jhin, Riot Games has specifically introduced a clause:

To meet the playing requirements in the LPL, you need to play at least once in a secondary league or higher.

And just so happens.

For example, the Nest National Tournament or the Demacia Cup, which invites teams of streamers, can meet this requirement.

It's not that Bai Liang wants to play in the Demacia Cup.

He can't play in the LPL if he doesn't play in the Demacia Cup.

To Bai Liang, Xiao Wang was utterly wicked.

It was right for the pandas to fall, and it was also right to restrict high-end consumption.