Glory [e-sports]

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

This cool guy probably wouldn’t feel so cool if he’d known that the person on the other side had his two identities both labelled as Wei Xiao’s girlfriend.

Lu Feng smiled briefly, “Girlfriend?”

There was a reason why the great demon king was the great demon king.

Firstly, Lu Feng was very powerful and could use his own strength to crush professional players worldwide. If he wasn’t a demon king, then who else would dare call themselves a king? Secondly, he had a cold and indifferent personality. According to the statistics calculated by his fanatical fans, the probability of Close’s mouth curving upwards all year round was about the same as that of a comet hitting the earth.

Fine, they were exaggerating a little, but it was enough to show how little Lu Feng liked to smile.

Now that Close had encountered Wei Xiao…

Comets were about to smash Mother Earth to tears.

As soon as Wei Xiao thought about how he now had a girlfriend at 19 years old, he felt that it was worth showing off in a low-key way, “Low ranked bracket, just playing to keep her company.”

Lu Feng: “I didn’t disturb you, right.”

Wei Xiao: “No, she’s very busy. She had something else to do after a few matches.”

Lu Feng: “Student?”

Wei Xiao evaluated, “Working. A powerful woman.” For them to be able to casually spend two million to find an accompanying player, his boss was very likely to be a big president.

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

When faced with this monosyllabic Lu Feng, Wei Xiao couldn’t keep himself from explaining further, “She’s very powerful when working, but she’s very cute in private. Especially when she plays games, she’s particularly clever and obedient.”

Lu Feng: “……”

Wei Xiao happily continued to make things up, “She’s the cutest when she plays the fire mage, bouncing around and jumping straight to the top of my heart.”

In order to act like a new player, Lu Feng used the account LU and only used the fire mage when playing with Wei Xiao.

Wei Xiao coughed, “Look at me go on, I talk too much once I get started.”

Lu Feng: “It’s fine.”

At the end, he added another sentence, “Are you both coming to visit the base tomorrow?”

Wei Xiao: “!”

“No, no.” Wei Xiao hurriedly replied, “She’s very busy.”

Lu Feng: “Tomorrow is Sunday.”

Wei Xiao clenched his teeth, “There are no weekends for powerful women!”

Lu Feng: “Then he should value you quite a lot to play games with you despite being so busy.”

Wei Xiao stared at the word ‘he’.

Lu Feng: “Oh, typo.”

Wei Xiao felt so guilty he wanted to die, “Captain Lu, your typo is really deadly!”

Lu Feng withdrew the message and resent it after editing––

“Then he should really value you a lot to play games with you despite being so busy.”

Wei Xiao stared at it and read it over twice before discovering that what Lu Feng had changed wasn’t the typo ‘he’. Instead, he’d changed ‘quite’ to ‘really’?

No way, are you sure you corrected your sentence?!

Lu Feng sent over another line of text, “It’s still wrong. Just make do with it.”

Wei Xiao: “…………………”

“She!” Wei Xiao corrected him, “It’s her!”

Lu Feng: “I know.”

Why did Wei Xiao feel that this person didn’t really ‘know’?

Sure enough, one really shouldn’t speak nonsense. There was always the risk of having the tables turned at the slightest thing.

Forget it, forget it. Instead of showing off his current life, Wei Xiao asked, “Let’s queue?”

Lu Feng: “Go eat first.”

Wei Xiao hadn’t played enough yesterday and was in the midst of having fun today, “My takeaway hasn’t arrived yet. Let’s play a match first.”

Lu Feng agreed.

There would be a maintenance update every Friday. While waiting for the new data packages from the maintenance to download, Lu Feng asked, “Do you mind if I stream?”

Although Wei Xiao wasn’t in the professional Glory circle, he had a very good understanding of professional players. They had to play in competitions, eat at appropriate times, indulge their fans, and completing their live stream quota hours was homework that had to be handed in.

He didn’t mind, “It’s fine, stream as you like.”

He often accompanied Bai Cai when he was streaming and was long used to it. However, he’d forgotten that the person on the other side wasn’t the beloved little support wife, but rather the great demon king of e-sports.

Lu Feng’s live studio had just opened up and hadn’t even been shared on Weibo when the number of viewers soared to a million in an instant.

“Everything comes to those who wait; I’ve finally managed to stalk and wait until God Lu started broadcasting live!”

“Aaahhh, God Lu has come to his live stream studio to pull up weeds!!!”

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god, to be able to see God Lu again in this lifetime, this old woman can die in peace!”

“No way, there’s no red rain today. How could a Close fall down from the sky?!”

The scrolling comments were sweeping through like crazy. Most of them were cries of true love, with proposals and requests for marriage competing for space.

The countless crazy scrolling comments were interspersed with one or two more rational fans, “God Lu, could you turn on your camera?”

As soon as these words came out, it set off a million waves. Regardless of whether they were girlfriend fans, madame fans, mama fans, CP fans, or poisonous fans, they were all united with the same request, “Turn on the camera, turn on the camera, turn on the camera!”

Lu Feng turned on his mic, “There’s training in a bit. I’m just casually playing a match.”

Although they couldn’t see his face, his voice alone was already enough to topple a large stretch of fans in his live stream studio.

“Worth it… this Friday was totally worth it.”

“Yingyingying, how could a voice be so pleasant to the ears?”

“Sisters, hold on, what are you recording for?!”

After the new data packages finished downloading and installing, Lu Feng logged into the game and opened up a team room.

The fans in the studio still didn’t know that something big was about to happen. They were just discussing delightedly amongst themselves, “What does God Lu want to play? I’m okay with anything, it’s like New Year’s day today!”

Then, Lu Feng invited a person from his friends list.

ID: Professor.

The scrolling comments in the live stream froze for half a second, then thoroughly exploded.

Professor!

Professor!

Grandmaster!

The hot search topic hadn’t even disappeared yet, but they were starting it up again?!

“Holy shit, is it true? Is the Grandmaster really going to join FTW?!”

“These two just finished queueing together last night, but they’re now purposely coming to stream their game?”

There was someone who hadn’t yet caught up on the gossip, “Who is this Grandmaster?”

Someone immediately explained it to him––

“A person who has all kinds of fans behind him as he diligently and conscientiously wrecks all the men in the Glory circle.”

“A wild horse that all the top contestants in my circle are unable to forget.”

“A man who has already brought about a reign of terror without even making his debut!”

Fortunately, Wei Xiao couldn’t see the scrolling comments. Otherwise, he would definitely… make sure to advertise himself properly!

200 per game was no longer enough. 500 per game would match his identity’s current popularity.

It had to be said that his boss really had discerning vision. He’d purchased 10,000 games at the lowest price. It was really a steady profit without any losses!

Wei Xiao turned on the mic, “Is there sound?”

His words were very proper when he was on a live stream.

Lu Feng: “Yes.”

Wei Xiao: “Start, then. I’m ready.”

Lu Feng: “Just one game. After that, you go eat first.”

Wei Xiao: “It’s fine, I’m not hungry.”

Lu Feng was silent.

Wei Xiao quickly spoke again, “Okay, okay, okay, whatever you say.”

Lu Feng: “Mm.”

It was a simple conversation, but the scrolling comments had already gone crazy.

“Is this my great demon king? Is this really my ruthless, emotionless great demon king who only says a single word during half an hour of live streaming?!”

“No way… isn’t he supposed to be cold and indifferent? Someone high up in the mountains who can only be looked up at in awe? Someone who sends others into seclusion with a single syllable?!”

“Hold on… does my FTW really have training later? It can’t be that God Lu is only broadcasting one game so that the Grandmaster will eat, right?”

“I feel that God Lu’s little silence was a little discontented… joking.”

“Grandmaster is really… doing whatever he says.”

“As a vegetable fan, let me clarify something. Grandmaster’s ‘whatever you say’ has been spoken to Caicai no less than ten times.”

“… Worthy of being someone who has wrecked his way through the men of the Glory circle.”

“Sure enough, if a man isn’t a bad boy, then other men won’t love them!”

In the game, Lu Feng asked Wei Xiao: “Try top-lane?”

Wei Xiao: “No problem.”

Lu Feng took the jungler position and selected anonymous mode.

Wei Xiao was someone who could play any position except support.

Of course, he had a tendency towards one position no matter how versatile he was, just like how Lu Feng was better at close combat heroes. It was the same for Wei Xiao.

If he couldn’t play jungler, then Wei Xiao’s next favorite was top-lane.

There were many heroes that could be used in both the top lane and the jungle. Choosing which hero to take depended on the lineup.

There was no need to take these things into account in the lower ranked brackets, but they needed to be considered in the higher tiers.

Regardless of the strength of the individual, if the lineup already restrained them, then even the world’s number one player wouldn’t be able to turn the tables in 5v5.

Lu Feng didn’t take the thief. Instead, he chose the ghost paladin.

This hero was more suitable for the top lane, but it could naturally also be used in the jungle.

Wei Xiao cooperated with him and took the thief, using it for the top lane.

A ghost paladin’s DPS was relatively small, and it was a good match to have a thief supplement the damage.

The scrolling comments calmed down a bit, and quite a few technical emperors came up to start sharing general knowledge––

“Recently, Close likes choosing top-lane heroes.”

“There’s nothing wrong with using a ghost paladin for the jungler position. L&P also came up with this method during this year’s finals.”

“This season, blue collar junglers are the real daddies. The thief has been nailed to the cold bench since a long time ago.”

“FTW, hurry up and change your way of thinking. It’s been three years of jungle core (using the jungler position as the core of the team), yet you still haven’t entered the world finals!”

The haters all started to show up, “Enough already, with your number one in the world on the team, FTW’s core will only ever be him in this lifetime.”

“This Professor’s ability isn’t bad, but unfortunately, entering FTW is a dead end.”

“Child, listen to daddy’s advice. You can go anywhere but FTW. Sooner or later, you’ll be sucked dry by God Lu.”

The game ended in less than half an hour.

Wei Xiao felt like he hadn’t managed to flex to the best of his abilities before they won.

Lu Feng: “Alright, go eat.”

Wei Xiao tried to tempt him, “How about one round of solo?”

Lu Feng: “Sure…”

Wei Xiao almost bounced up, “Let’s go!”

Lu Feng finished his words, “When you come to the base.”

Wei Xiao: “???”

Lu Feng closed the live broadcast and said to him, “See you tomorrow.”

Wei Xiao’s heart felt incredibly itchy, “About that…”

Couldn’t they solo anywhere? Why did it have to be at the base?!

Lu Feng spoke slowly, “We have three training matches with L&P. For every match FTW wins, I’ll solo with you for three hours.”

Wei Xiao: “!!!”

Lu Feng continued, “Winning three matches is nine hours.”

The bloodthirsty youth who even dreamed of soloing with Lu Feng let it all get to his head.

Wei Xiao: “A promise is a promise!”

Lu Feng: “Okay.”

After the excitement passed, Wei Xiao quickly calmed down.

That wasn’t right…

L&P was the strongest team in North America, and it had been the runner up in the global finals last year.

FTW was a team that did round tours in international competitions. How could they win against the runner up from the finals?!

Let alone…

FTW had undergone major changes this year.

An old player and god, Tang Chen, had retired. Their mid-lane that had gone through over a year of running in had also been listed for a transfer. The newcomer Ning Zhehan had been hammered into seclusion from domestic training matches, let alone in a training match against the runner up in the global finals!

Even if Little Ning had made rapid progress and was now able to hold up the mid-lane, FTW was still short a top-lane player.

God Tang was gone, but FTW hadn’t signed anyone new yet, right?

Could it be that they were planning to transfer someone from the reserve team to fill the position?

It wasn’t that Wei Xiao looked down on the reserve team’s players, but L&P was really too strong!

What nine hours of solo? Close was just teasing him!

FTW had no chance of winning at all!

Unless…

A bold idea popped out in Wei Xiao’s heart––if he went and replaced the top-lane position, there might be a small hope of winning?

Even just winning a single match would be good.

He could solo for three hours!

Juurensha: WX….you’re about to fall into another one of Lu Feng’s traps.

xiin: that’s almost an improvement from falling into his own pits… and he won’t regret this one~

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