The entire process was filled with betrayal.
Luo Zhen's near-tanking approach to the lane left Missing's Lux completely without color in bot lane. There was no helping it—though Lux was also a mage support, her wave clear simply could not compare to Big Head's. And without fighting, Lux lost more than half her reason for being picked in the first place. She had been chosen to push the wave alongside the ADC.
But just as Missing was despairingly preparing to accept things as they were, he accidentally opened the scoreboard and froze on the spot.
Last hits... even! How was that possible!?
Normally, an ADC without lane control was expected to fall behind in CS. They had to farm while avoiding being poked under tower, so missed minions were inevitable. On top of that, this was Vayne. Without skills to clear waves, her last-hitting difficulty went up another level.
Yet the even CS made Missing, a support player by background, stare in disbelief.
According to the traditional saying, it was something like, "[Without a jungler, any disadvantageous situation... I forgot the rest, but the disadvantaged ADC leaves the League of Legends stage]."
But what was he seeing now?
"Your CS?"
"Oh? You mean last hits? I just farmed normally." Luo Zhen answered lightly.
"No, I mean..."
"Even though this is our first time playing together, I think you should have a little more faith in me. After all—I was personally beaten into shape by so many monsters." Luo Zhen's tone was calm, but Missing could feel the overwhelming confidence behind his words.
Prime Xiang Zhangmen was hard to judge, sure, but Da Congming, who was already declining in his later years and playing Exhibition Matches?
Luo Zhen could kite him until he lost his mind.
"If you feel a little