This Lee Sang-hyeok is very strong, but he lacks self-awareness.

Jackeylove was completely stunned.

He reached out his hand, intending to help Faker up, but froze in mid-air, feeling somewhat caught in a dilemma.

He had lived for sixteen years, and in the high ranks of the Chinese and Korean esports servers, he was unstoppable and coveted by countless professional teams, but he had never heard such an outrageous accusation.

"No, Brother Li, have we met before?"

Jackeylove grinned awkwardly and looked to Lin Xiu beside him for help.

"Brother Lin, does low blood sugar have these symptoms? I've only been in the house for less than five minutes, and I haven't even said two words. How did it become that I'm not letting him off the hook? Anyone who didn't know better would think that I, Yu Wenbo, borrowed millions of dollars from him at exorbitant interest rates and am now here to collect the debt."

Lin Xiu also had a toothache. Looking at Faker's tense expression, as if he were about to tear through the floor tiles, he felt an urge to complain about him so strong it was about to burst out of his throat.

How strong must Jackeylove be in this simulation to be able to whip a spinning top like this?

However, Faker, whose mind was a complete mess at that moment, couldn't listen to any explanations.

In despair, Faker's gaze fell upon a small pile of scattered fruit candies on the coffee table.

At that moment, an absurd idea suddenly popped into his mind.

Since Uzi's physical functions collapsed due to his love of sweets and excessive consumption of rock sugar pear dessert, ultimately leading to his untimely retirement at the peak of his career,

If Jackeylove in front of me also develops this hobby, would I be saved?

Everything will be alright as long as Jackeylove starts to enjoy sweets too!

"Eat this candy!"

Faker suddenly unleashed an astonishing burst of power, leaping violently from the floor.

He trembled as he grabbed a handful of rock sugar pear-flavored fructose and shoved it into Yu Wenbo's mouth without a second thought.

"Brother Li! What are you doing!" Lin Xiu was so frightened that he quickly went up and hugged Faker's waist.

"Eat it! It's sweet! It's the best thing in the world!"

Faker shouted, his voice filled with an almost obsessive frenzy.

"Yu Wenbo, if you eat these, you'll gain power! You'll love the taste, and you'll crave that pear juice every day! Please, eat them!"

Yu Wenbo was so startled by the sudden feeding that he stumbled backward, directly applying his game-like movement skills to real life.

With an incredibly smooth backstep, he created a distance of three body lengths, his hands flailing wildly in front of him as if trying to block some kind of biological weapon.

"Holy crap! Help!"

Yu Wenbo screamed, his large face contorted with terror.

"I won't eat it! I don't like sweets! I've never liked sweets since I was a kid, buddy, you're exaggerating!"

Lin Xiu held Faker back tightly, frantically trying to smooth things over:

"It's alright, it's alright! Brother Li is just trying to be friendly to you, Ah Shui, don't run away! This is EDG's highest-level welcome ceremony!"

"Screw your high-class ceremony!" Prince Ning watched in stunned silence, laughing as he shielded Ah Shui.

"Your mid laner is seriously crazy. If he plays, will he have to stuff candy into our mid laner's mouth?"

Seeing Yu Wenbo's avoidance and hearing him say "I don't like sweets," Faker's last shred of hope vanished completely.

Don't like sweets?

In other words, it's impossible for him to fall due to physical reasons like Uzi did?

In other words, was that myth of five championships in six years truly an inescapable destiny?

Looking at Ah Shui's vibrant face, Faker felt a tightness in his chest.

"GO GO GO GO GODS——!"

The melody of ascending to godhood sounded again.

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed..."

Faker muttered something to himself, then his head lolled to the side, and he passed out again, falling heavily into Lin Xiu's arms.

"She's completely passed out?!"

Abu let out a mournful cry and turned to look at the team doctor.

"Quick! Take him straight to the medical room this time and check if his blood sugar has gone back up!"

The training room was in chaos again. Abu and the team doctor were busy treating Faker, while Lin Xiu awkwardly watched the IG members who were frozen in place, especially Jackeylove who was still patting his chest to catch his breath.

"Well, everyone, please take a seat at the computer first."

Lin Xiu wiped his sweat and forced a smile.

"Faker might really be exhausted from the finals. Let's play first, let's play first. Clearlove, Scout hasn't come back yet, and Faker is like this again. How are we going to scrim?"

The factory manager came out from behind, holding a small notebook in his hand, his eyes revealing a sense of helplessness:

"Since that's the case, I'll do it. I'm bored anyway, so I'll just do my part before I retire."

"Holy crap, Clearlove is playing mid lane?" Ning exclaimed excitedly. "This is a good trade, watch me gank you to death."

......

Faker didn't know how long he had slept. When he regained consciousness, he heard the rhythmic sound of keyboard typing.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a massage chair on the side of the training room, covered with an EDG long-sleeved team jersey. The lights in the training room were still bright.

He slowly stood up, his gaze passing over the water dispenser and landing on the large screen where the activity was in progress.

On the screen, the friendly match between EDG and IG has been going on for twenty minutes.

The factory manager filled the mid lane and picked Ice Maiden, where he frantically cleared minions and pushed the lane, his main strategy being "I won't kill you, and you can't kill me either."

The veteran jungler's awareness allowed him to dodge Ning's ganks several times, which annoyed Rookie.

Lin Xiu's Sejuani was like an eel in the jungle, cooperating with Meiko's Braum to provide vision.

Faker's gaze immediately locked onto Varus, who was pushing the bottom lane.

That's Jackeylove.

In my memory, this hero was one of Yu Wenbo's most terrifying trademarks.

The overwhelming pressure of that arrow piercing his heart had woken Faker up in countless nights.

He held his breath, staring intently at the screen, wanting to see how far Yu Wenbo, at his age, had progressed.

At this moment, Ah Shui was controlling Varus to push the lane in the bottom lane.

His equipment was good, and he even out-farmed Zet by about ten times.

Just then, Lin Xiu's Sejuani flanked from the side and used her Q-Flash to rush towards Varus.

Based on Faker's experience in simulations, Jackeylove should have exceptional reaction time, either through positioning or flash.

While dodging the crowd control, he immediately used his ultimate skill, coordinating with Ning's support to achieve a counter-kill.

However, what Faker saw on the screen stunned him.

Jackeylove seemed completely unprepared for Gank's arrival; he didn't even realize when Sejuani charged at him.

"Bang!"

Varus was frozen in place by Sejuani's ultimate, unable to move.

Then, Zet's Ashe followed up with damage, and Jackeylove's Varus had almost no room to maneuver before being focused down and killed on the spot.

"Holy crap, Ah Shui, are you serious this time?" Ning's helpless roar came through the headset.

"Didn't I say Sejuani was in the bot lane? Your Q-catching technique is even more accurate than Rookie's last-hitting!"

"Mine! Mine!" Yu Wenbo scratched his head and chuckled.

"I was distracted because I saw Brother Yijin struggling over there."