Your talent is quite average!

[Grandmaster! Grandmaster, how am I supposed to live without you!]

[Where has the Data Monster been lately? Why no news at all?]

[Factory Director's playing dirty, just bought the Data Monster a monthly pass...]

[Grandmaster! You are my god!!]

[Anyone know what this mini game is for?]

The live chat scrolled like water, and some viewers spotted the exchange between Factory Director and Xu Cheng, growing curious.

But most players didn't understand any of this, so naturally they couldn't say much.

On Xu Cheng's end, he had already clicked start.

This kind of mini game was very simple—just pure dodging of obstacles falling from above—

Of course, the speed of the falling obstacles would gradually increase, until finally, it was too fast for anyone to react.

Even reaching the limits of human capability.

This was a brutally inhumane mini game.

Xu Cheng started off fairly relaxed, but by Level 5, he was gradually getting serious.

Then Level 6, Level 7, Level 8...

"Not done yet?"

Factory Director, already impatient, rubbed his hands together, his mood boiling over just like Xu Cheng cutting through levels one after another.

Damn it.

This anti-human mini game was widely circulated in the scene.

Back in S5, he had tried it once—his reaction maxed out at Level 9, that was his limit.

His Hand Speed stopped at Level 7.

That score was a sensation at the time.

But rumor had it that Uzi had reached Level 13 on both, a record that was currently the peak of the entire LPL.

As for players from other regions like Faker, since they didn't share the same servers, Factory Director wasn't too sure.

But based on a lot of experience and speculation, everyone agreed that Li Ge at his peak could reach Level 15.

He just didn't know how far Xu Cheng could go.

Watching Xu Cheng stay silent for so long, Factory Director grew increasingly agitated.

"Not done yet? Damn, in this time I could've run two rounds... He's not just failing over and over, is he?"

"That can't be right. With his personality, he wouldn't be that boring..."

"Holy shit, could he be going through it without dying once, all the way to now?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he got. By the end, Factory Director couldn't hold it together anymore.

Just as he was about to break his own rule and disturb Xu Cheng to ask—

[Done.]

Holy shit!

Factory Director's spirits lifted, and he asked almost reverently: [How'd it go, big bro? What level?]

[What level?]

Xu Cheng rubbed his wrist, which had been trembling wildly from the frantic motion, still a bit sore:

[Level 18, I guess. Did the game end? There was nothing after that.]

?????

Factory Director felt his chest tighten, his breath actually stopping for a moment—

Eighteen!!

Eighteen!!

This game had a total of twenty-four levels, but ever since it appeared, no one in the LPL region had ever broken Level 13.

Even Faker, based on speculation, had only reached Level 15.

The version he sent Xu Cheng was also the original Level 18 completion version.

He actually beat the game?!

Fuck!!

At that moment, Factory Director felt stars in his eyes, blood rushing backward through his veins, goosebumps rising all over.

[What's wrong? The one you sent me was a broken version, right? Not a good score?]

On his end, Xu Cheng was starting to get suspicious.

Playing this game, he'd found it unusually tough toward the end, even nearly getting hit by obstacles several times in the final stretch.

More importantly, this was actually a damn incomplete version—

What did that mean?

The full version would definitely be harder, with more levels too.

Was he just too bad?

Struggling this much with even an incomplete Mini Game.

"Huh? Your score's not good?"

Seeing this blunt question, Factory Director was completely numb.

Bro, with a score like yours, you're still saying it's not good?

If this didn't count as good, then every LPL player should just buy a block of tofu and smash themselves to death with it!

But Factory Director had already settled on his strategy for dealing with Xu Cheng.

So—

[It's okay, just so-so, I'd say it's average!]

[Bro, as harsh as it sounds, I have to say, your talent really is pretty average!]

"Hah..."

Xu Cheng let out a long breath, a little dejected:

[So that's how it is?]

[I knew it, I don't have any talent, I can't even play an incomplete Mini Game well.]

Factory Director's eyelids twitched twice, and he continued gravely:

[Actually, that's not it either, bro, you do have a little bit of talent, of course, just a little bit...]

[Last time you said those pro players are all really strong, how far off am I from them right now?]

Xu Cheng then remembered that Factory Director had said last time that, as a hardcore LOL fan, he'd studied a lot of pro matches.

[Ah, that. The gap between you and those pro players is huge.]

[Like you said yourself, they make a living off this. Even the weakest minor league player has way more talent than you!]

[Sigh!]

Xu Cheng let out a long sigh.

Though he'd expected it.

He still hadn't thought his talent would be this bad.

But thinking about it carefully...

He hadn't even played King Rank Ranked that many times, so it actually made sense...

He thought it made sense, but the countless viewers in the livestream room, along with Xi Ye and the others who'd long since made a backroom deal with Ming Kai, all exploded.

[Average Talent]

[I don't know what Grandmaster just played, but looking at Factory Director's sleazy smile, I know he's gaslighting my Grandmaster again!]

[Average talent is kind of ridiculous, with Data Monster's talent, doesn't he crush a bunch of people?]

[Worse than minor league players, sure...]

[Hahaha, I'm dying, Data Monster actually seems to believe it...]

"????? Eighteen levels! Bro! Eighteen!"

Xi Ye's eyes bulged as he cursed: "How the hell can Ming Kai's lying mouth say something like 'average talent'??"

"That's insane. With that Hand Speed and reaction, to exaggerate, even Faker probably couldn't match it!"

"It's over, bros. I feel like I've summoned a wolf for us. The LPL isn't going to be peaceful from now on..."

If Xu Cheng never went pro, fine. But if he did, once he adapted to the Professional Arena, he might become a man-eating shark that didn't even spit out the bones.

Another Demon King?

Factory Director also seemed to feel that deceiving an innocent, naive Youth so dishonestly was a bit wrong.

Mainly, he was afraid he'd crushed Xu Cheng too hard.

So he added a save: [Of course, bro, you're still a fast learner, I can vouch for that!]

[Anything else? If not, I'm logging off.]

Xu Cheng was listless.

[Don't!]

Factory Director panicked.

Over this period, he'd clearly felt that Xu Cheng didn't really want to hang out with him anymore.

After a long time, he'd gotten bored.

How could we let him get away?

[That's right. We've been playing together for a while now, and I've noticed you've improved incredibly fast, big bro. You haven't played many ranked matches before, have you?]

[How about giving it a try? Let go of everything, see your own limits, and go for the number one spot on the national server?]

First of all, thank you all for your votes and support. This author is truly moved!

And then... today I was told by my editor... that during the new book period, I can't update like this, otherwise the recommendations will be completely messed up, and this book won't get much exposure. So I can only do two chapters a day for now...

But don't worry too much, everyone. I'll be stockpiling drafts recently. You've all seen the updates these past few days—five chapters a day is no problem, and it'll only be more in the future!

I hope you all understand. I'm kowtowing here!

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