Luo Zhen did not reply to the coach immediately. Instead, he turned to look at FOFO, who played mid lane. During the time Doinb had been teaching him, Luo Zhen had not stayed by their side, so he had no idea what FOFO had actually learned. But there was one thing he knew: whenever he encountered a problem he could not handle, he only needed to follow one principle—when in doubt, quantum mechanics; when the mechanics were hard to find, blame the gut microbiome.
Do it first, then figure out who to dump the blame on.
"Sure."
FOFO nodded. Unlike Luo Zhen, a normal person like him did not have the energy to run so many accounts and rank them all up. His account information was crystal clear, practically laying his champion pool bare for every coach to see. Naturally, champions like Jayce and Tristana in his pool probably could not escape the data analysts of the stronger teams.
Since they could not hide them anyway, they might as well bring them out now and see how they worked.
Meanwhile.
In LNG's lounge, the LNG Group all wore grave expressions. As the team that had lost a game despite taking Red Side at the start, the pressure on every game to come was multiplied from the last.
Especially for Gala.
Though he knew that if the series went to a fifth game, EDG would definitely get Blue Side and greatly increase their odds of winning, he could not shake the feeling that the other side would not give up so easily in Game Four. There might be a clash here.
And he was looking forward to that clash.
After three straight games, he had moved past his initial stiffness and gradually reached his hottest form. He also knew that the