I am the leader of the anti-racism movement.

In other teams, the AD carry dies first, and the teammates finish them off. How come in his case, his teammates all inexplicably disappear? Old Thief is furious.

Looking at the enemy's ridiculously bad jungler Nidalee, and then at his own teammate Taobaoquan who kept dying, he suddenly regretted leaving WE.

Section 90, Chapter 84: Since someone has to be a loser, why can't it be me?

A 5v5 team fight in the bottom lane ended in defeat with the sudden deaths of Leng Shao and Taobao Quan.

Later, Leg Bro even pulled off a surprise attack by stopping the car halfway, using Flash and W to forcibly pull Bard and Obama, who had opened the portal, out of the car for inspection. If Tahm Kench hadn't used his ultimate to save Old Thief, they would have been completely wiped out.

"As expected of Tahm Kench, even after being hammered so far away, he still managed to fly back and take the old thief away."

"That Tahm Kench is really good at sucking up; he knows exactly who the team's biggest carry is."

"To be fair, this time, Crazy Dog Fei and Xiye fought really hard."

"Indeed, they were too confident in that approach."

Although they often teased him both on and off the field, in reality, Luo Fei had already been silently classified as a pseudo-top-tier jungler in their minds, above Clearlove and Ten Thousand Volts.

As for Luo Fei, he would never have imagined that the reason he gained fans was not only because he had a lot of memes, but also because he dared to show off and do things.

It should be said that compared to other junglers in the same region, he is always surprisingly bold at times, such as this one. Everyone can see from the replay that the instant he cast Q, he decisively transformed and flashed to W without any hesitation. It was precisely because of this decisiveness that Cool was unable to react in time and was instantly killed.

Ultimately, it comes down to mindset.

Or perhaps it's thanks to some universal puzzle tool.

Before S8, no one dared to play Flash so casually, because a mistake could easily get them roasted on online forums. But ever since that Flash that cost them their career, LPL players have gone crazy.

Whether you're a professional player or just a casual gamer, if there's an opportunity, if you can show off, you'll use Flash without hesitation. For many, Flash is only for offense; using it to escape is a disgrace.

Similar cases include players like the Sword Master who thinks he's invincible after activating his ultimate and recklessly charges in, and the idiot who always uses Flash to R-Flash when playing Lee Sin. These are beyond help; it's recommended to eliminate them.

It was under the influence of this recklessness that Luo Fei was able to show off his skills so naturally. He could pull off amazing plays when he won and play dead when he lost. After all, he was a level 12 veteran on the Anti-Fighting Forum, and banning, blocking, and muting were all done with ease. Moreover, in S6, he had EDG, the hard-working team on the Anti-Fighting Forum, to draw attention to him. Why would he be cowardly?

In a 2-for-3 exchange, sacrificing their bot lane duo, WE secured the first Infernal Dragon and began aggressively engaging in small-scale team fights in the bot lane. As everyone knows, an Ahri without her ultimate is practically useless; even Kassadin can easily bully her. Add to that Tahm Kench's lack of ultimate and teleport, and if they didn't engage in small-scale team fights now, when would they?

Taking advantage of Kassadin's fast rotations, Nidalee relentlessly invaded Graves' jungle. Since Bard wouldn't dare come over, if he did, Alistar and Ezreal would tower dive and kill Lucian. Even if both came, Nidalee could easily escape, perfectly embodying the boss's sixteen-character strategy and thoroughly frustrating the OMG team.

Faced with this completely disorganized playstyle, Taobao Quan was utterly exasperated. It wasn't that he couldn't beat this Nidalee; the problem was that this girl wouldn't fight him. She'd run away as soon as she saw him, create distance, throw another arrow, and then wander around him like a ghost. Who could stand that? Fortunately, after Ahri's ultimate was off cooldown and the lane was pushed back, Luo Fei consciously started dribbling around.

Watching their jungler harass the enemy in the bottom lane and then get chased around by them, the top laner, who was slacking off, and the mid laner, who was farming minions, both burst out laughing. This laughter immediately caught the attention of Luo Fei, who was fleeing in the middle.

What are you laughing at?

"I remembered some happy things."

"What's the good news?"

"I out-farmed them by 20 CS." After saying that, Leg Bro coughed quietly to ease his embarrassment.

"Then what are you laughing at?" He turned to look at Xiye. Damn it, he'd poured his heart and soul into the team, going deep into enemy territory and outwitting everyone—he was practically the main DPS. And these two slackers, instead of calling him "666" (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome"), dared to laugh at him? If he didn't give them an explanation now, he'd make sure that idiot Wangzai understood tonight why flowers are so red!

Seeing the murderous look in his neighbor's eyes, Wangzai immediately realized he had gotten himself into trouble and hurriedly explained:

"Well, I also out-farmed them by 20 CS." After saying that, Xi Ye secretly felt relieved. Luckily, Ahri died once in the bottom lane, allowing him to catch up in CS, otherwise he would be completely doomed.

"You two? You're both behind in CS?" Luo Fei asked, a little puzzled. It was understandable that Leg Bro was behind, since Poppy's passive allowed her to be ranged. But you, Kassadin, are laning against Ahri. Even if she died once, you shouldn't be able to have a 20-CS lead, right?

Leg Bro: "Yes, yes, yes."

Xi Ye: "Ahem... no, I also farmed some of your jungle monsters while I was at it."

. . . . . .

. . . . . .

"Holy crap! You two are a disgrace! I was outmaneuvering the enemy while you were sneakily stealing my jungle monsters? Are you two idiots?" Luo Fei exploded. What kind of morons did he end up with? He used to think these guys were incredibly reliable when watching matches, how did they all turn out like this?

If history weren't truly identical, he would have thought he had traveled to a parallel world.

Sighing silently, Luo Fei deeply felt the injustice of the world. As a handsome man who excelled in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, and aesthetics, and also a perfect man with three standard 180cm heights, it was as if the heavens were too jealous of his perfection, which was why they threw such a bunch of silly teammates at him.

ε=('ο｀*))) Sigh

Since someone always has to be the loser in a game, why can't it be him?

Why suffer so much while playing C? Wouldn't it be better to just sit back and win?

Silently, he resolved to coast through the next game. Then, he began playing with even more intensity and rhythm. Twenty minutes later, facing an incredibly fed frontline and a Kassadin diving in for damage, OMG offered only token resistance before conceding defeat, handing over the first game's victory.

The moment he won the game, Luo Fei threw away his headphones.

It's so painful, it's really so painful.

The entire pressure fell on his shoulders. He suppressed the enemy's offense in the early game, coordinated with Ezreal's poke in the mid-game, and then his teammates all got fed in the late game while he became a liability. He was doing the work of a servant throughout the entire match, and in the end, the MVP might even go to Su Wangzai, the king of kills! Who can he complain to?

At least a support only needs to keep an eye on one AD carry, but as a jungler, he has to watch over four "idiots" (players who are weak and vulnerable), which is really too difficult. If his team composition wasn't so strong in the late game, he might have had to work overtime.

"Nice, you scoundrel. You set the pace well this round. Let's see how you perform next round."

"hehe."

"Don't be like that, I promise, I definitely won't kill you next game." To be fair, with this idiot willing to put in the effort, Xiye's mid lane was relatively comfortable. Although he was under pressure, it wasn't a big deal; at most, the early laning phase was a little tough.

But later on, he really took off.

Luo Fei glanced at the idiot in front of him and thought of this guy who was even worse than the crazy K-head slacker from the last game. Then, as if remembering something, a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.

"Wangzai."

"Ok?"

Have you ever heard of Antun?

"???"

There will probably be another chapter tonight, I'm still writing, just started writing. (Referring to just opening the writing software)

Section 91, Page 85: The entire underworld lineup

Halftime break.

The OMG team sat silently in the lounge. It wasn't that they couldn't accept defeat; after S4, they had been crashing and losing had become commonplace.

The reason for the silence is simply that everyone is still getting to know each other and in the adjustment period. Winning is fine, but losing is really embarrassing. Especially Taobao Quan, it's obvious to everyone that the biggest mistake in this game was that his rhythm was completely outmaneuvered by the opponent, even after gaining an advantage at the start.

Taobao expressed its grievances.

He swore that in the current LPL, apart from those two top junglers, there probably isn't any jungler who can successfully dominate the opponent in a one-on-one head-on confrontation. As a loser, he tried countless ways to improve himself, but because of his piecemeal approach, his rhythm only got worse.

It used to be called Taobao Rights, now it's called Taobao: Rights.

To escape this humiliation, he even studied the enemy jungler's aimless, wandering playstyle. Then... then he was reported and banned for intentionally feeding.

Only after truly mastering it will you understand just how strong your map reading ability is as a foundation for this playstyle. The opponent's understanding was so profound that he couldn't even begin to analyze the enemy's strategy. To be fair, LoL has only been popular for a few years, and the LCK has only had analysts for two years. How could a team like WE, starting from scratch, produce such a freakish player?

He really wanted to say it, but the jungler position was something that non-junglers wouldn't understand, and besides, the opposing jungler was just a rookie. If he spoke up, he was afraid he'd be labeled as someone who liked to shift blame. After thinking about it, he decided to remain silent.

At this point, the team's atmosphere became apparent. The top laner was taciturn, the jungler was reluctant to speak, the mid laner was sulking, and the bot lane duo, Lao Ze and Luo, adopted aloof and cold demeanor, instantly lowering the temperature in the rest area to freezing point.

How can you play a game if your team doesn't have the atmosphere of playing together in an internet cafe?!

As for the other side...

"Damn it, I'm going to do justice to you two bastards today!" With that, Luo Fei grabbed a banana from the table, peeled it, took a bite, and then chased after Wangzai and Leg Brother with the remaining half of the banana and the peel to begin his revenge.

Damn it, it's one thing to slack off and pretend to be dead in practice matches, but to force yourself to play professionally is another story. Wangzai is alright, Kassadin is there to ensure late-game quality, at most I'd just complain about his kill-stealing. But the thought of Legge instantly locking in Poppy on the first floor makes me want to tear Legge's ass apart.

"Holy crap, calm down! This is the only team uniform I own."

"That's right, that's right. Put down the banana you're holding and let's talk this out."

Seeing the idiotic jungler acting crazy again, Xiye and Legge kept a firm 2-meter distance from him. Honestly, knowing there's a strong player on the team, why are they still playing so hard? They both felt they hadn't done anything wrong. Even if the jungler wasn't this idiot, if the bot lane was UZI, they would definitely gank the bot lane endlessly to be his dogs.

"Ranked players" don't distinguish between ranked matches and games.

"It's okay, I'm calm. I just want to be friends with you guys." He gave a forced smile. If he believed these two idiots' nonsense again, he would immediately push open the window and jump out.

"Give me your life!"

He held bananas in his hand, and bananas in his heart. In that instant of charging forward, he even sensed the free will of that great man. Today, he would represent that great man and give those two rascals a good wrestling match.

Seeing the chaotic scene in the lounge, the brother-in-law was filled with questions.

What does "Ah? How do you like that hum?" mean? Why does his jungler keep saying this?

Forget it, I should think about what to eat when I get back. Last time he mentioned that people in Guangdong seem to love Fujianese meat? Wow, that name sounds delicious. And the Wei Long he recommended last time—my brother-in-law still can't forget the taste.

"Slurp~"

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but drool a little.

Fifteen minutes later.

Both teams returned to their seats, ready to begin the second game of the BO3 series. Notably, when the screen showed the WE team, their faces were all serious, indicating how seriously they were taking the match. In contrast, the OMG players seemed to be doing their own thing casually, with no communication whatsoever, appearing extremely relaxed.

"With this attitude, WE really deserves to win the game."

"The pressure must be too much; they can only allow themselves to lose three more times at most."

"I feel sorry for Crazy Dog Fei, he became a dean at such a young age."

"Since the mid-lane orphanage opened, the jungle orphanage has also started recruiting."

Everyone's not stupid. Seeing someone who's usually so funny and quirky suddenly become serious and keep talking to their teammates on the live stream, it's obvious they don't want to lose this match. They might criticize the player, but if the player's professional attitude is good, they'll usually turn a blind eye.

Well, it's fortunate that the hero microphone hasn't been released yet, otherwise his image would definitely be ruined. They were indeed discussing something, but the topic of their discussion...

"How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me? Disney's legal department is the ultimate god." Leg Brother pushed up his glasses. Those two kids only know how to surf the internet and play games all day and don't pay attention to the news. You know, writing an SOS on a desert island is less useful than drawing a Mickey Mouse. Disney's legal department never brags.

"Even if they're incredibly powerful, they're still foreign. We're talking about the domestic market, okay? Our great Tencent has the legendary 'Nanshan Invincible Warrior,' undefeated since their debut. Saying they're the strongest in China is no problem, is it?" Xi Ye was equally confident. What in China could Tencent defeat with a single punch? Absolutely nothing.

Penguins are considered invincible in the country.

"I can't refute what Leg Bro said, but Wangzai is indeed too young. The Nanshan Legal Department is nothing. I'll give you a tip, and I guarantee you can earn tens of millions a month with Tencent." He said with a strange look, recalling the news from before his rebirth.

"You're dreaming! In this day and age, there are still people who want to make money off Jack Ma? Are you just thinking you've made a killing by taking skins again?"

"No, what I mean is: you just need to take a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, go up there and ask for the contract, and that's it."