Push! Xu Cheng Is Going to Die!! [Request Monthly Ticket]

[He started!]

[He moved!]

[Start spectating already! Damn it, Factory Director, are you getting cocky? Big Daddy's climbing and you still aren't spectating?]

Xu Cheng started queueing for ranked. The moment he made a move, countless Water Friends across the internet who had been watching him caught it.

Factory Director was utterly shredded by the barrage of comments, and a wave of sorrow rose in his heart—

Damn it, isn't this my stream? Aren't I the face of the LPL?

Is this the treatment I get—a ten-percent discount?

He complained inwardly, but he himself was also extremely excited at the moment.

As Xu Cheng entered the game, he clicked to spectate as well.

Just as Xi Ye had predicted.

After truly entering the high-level games, especially as his rank climbed higher and higher, the opponents Xu Cheng encountered became increasingly formidable.

His mythical 90% win rate inevitably began to drop.

No one was surprised by this—

A 90% win rate was simply too outrageous. S6 was full of fierce generals; as long as Xu Cheng kept climbing, a drop was inevitable. The only question now was how far it would fall.

If it fell only a little, he would create a myth and witness history.

If it fell a lot... that was fine too. It would only disappoint certain people.

From Xu Cheng's own perspective, his earlier ranked games had been like a crushing war where both manpower and equipment held an overwhelming advantage.

His current matches, meanwhile, felt more like he had encountered stronger opponents with more advanced equipment.

Things had actually been alright when he reached the bottom of King Rank, but the moment he entered King Rank, Xu Cheng's pressure suddenly surged.

It felt as though every opponent before him was an upgraded BOSS.

Could he carry by himself? Sure. No one could stop him.

Did he want to win a 5v5 team game?

Dream on!

His win rate began dropping sharply at a visible pace.

From 90%, to 85%, then to 80%...

In the end, right before everyone's eyes, he actually suffered three consecutive losses and dropped to around 75%.

Though this was still a record-breaking figure, Factory Director and the others, whose expectations for Xu Cheng had been raised by that previous 90% win rate, could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.

Some were even anxious and impatient—

"No way. No way. Is it really going to fucking fall below 60%?"

"Ah Shui's bunch are too ruthless. Damn it, those people usually never queue together, but now? If you play ranked at this time, there's a seventy-percent chance you'll run into their group..."

"Several of them are guaranteed to be LPL starters next year. Isn't this just bullying him?"

Even Xi Ye, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, could no longer stand it.

That was just how he was. Though he had a bad temper and a sharp tongue, he was actually soft-hearted underneath.

"What do we do? Should I use some of my Ionia Nuo Coach authority and give him a hand?"

Factory Director had already begun considering using his authority.

After all, he was one of Zone One's earliest legendary figures—the renowned Nuo Coach.

"You'd actually do that? Heh heh..."

Xi Ye curled his lip and was just about to speak when he noticed the ranked game that had just ended. "Eh, wait... hasn't this been his second consecutive win already?"

"Yeah, the second one... Feels like he's gotten his form back..."

It was not that his form had returned.

It was that after every loss, Xu Cheng would always make some subtle improvement in the next game.

Those tiny improvements did not seem like much on their own, but as the games accumulated, Xu Cheng's fallen win rate actually began rising again at a visible pace!

Like a wave—

74%, 77%, 81%, 85%...

In the end, it even climbed back to 85% at one point!!

Everyone across the internet stared dumbfounded at this sudden upward surge. They were all completely stunned!

What was this supposed to be?!

Were you plotting a statistical curve here?!

"No... it's climbing again! It's climbing again!!"

"Big brother, I fucking saw it. Stop slamming the desk, you're blowing out the mic... Holy shit, you have kids?"

"Oh my god... what kind of ridiculous play is this? How can his win rate get higher the longer he plays?!"

"He's improving every single game?!"

Factory Director was genuinely about to lose his mind.

Same as always—the more games you played, the higher your rank climbed, the lower your win rate was bound to become.

That was determined by the game's matchmaking mechanics, not to mention that King Rank today was a battlefield of rising winds and gathering clouds, packed with masters.

Xu Cheng's initial plummet had conclusively proven that point.

But the absurd part was that, despite clearly having dropped hard, Xu Cheng fucking climbed back up as time passed!

Factory Director had never encountered such a bizarre win-rate curve in all his life!

This was unscientific!!

This defied game logic and common sense!

It even broke the normal rules of ranked matchmaking!

So he climaxed. He went crazy!

"Holy shit! Data Monster, my Superman!"

"That's too ridiculous! Too insane!"

"This fight! If Data Monster were here for this fight, they'd all be dead!"

"Push! Data Monster is about to die!!"

"Data Monster really did everything he could this game, brothers. He really gave it his all!"

"84%!! Brother, it held steady!! It held at 84%!!"

Factory Director had completely shed his usual composure. The intense visual stimulation and mental shock left him intoxicated, crazed beyond reason.

Xi Ye, who was equally stunned but still retained his rationality, could only sigh—

Of all virtues, filial piety came first!!

"Top ten on the CN Server..."

At last, after who knew how long, Xu Cheng reached tenth place in King Rank.

And above him were—

MLXG, Ning Wang, Xiao Ming, Liu Qingsong, Lin Weixiang, Ah Shui, Zuo Shou, Dopa's alt, Dopa.

Every last one of them was a monster!

Every last one of them was a BOSS!

"Whew..."

Xu Cheng let out a long breath and checked the time. It was already past one in the morning.

It was the weekend, and he did not have school tomorrow, but this was the first time in so long that he had stayed up this late.

He was mentally exhausted, but more than that, he felt a sense of guilt.

How had he gotten so carried away while playing today...?

It seemed that incident today had really affected him after all.

He had always called himself an emotionless killer... sigh.

He should have gone home long ago.

He told Factory Director: [Let's play again next time. Going home to sleep.]

Ignoring the other man's ecstatic reply, Xu Cheng logged off and went home.

"My dad... uh, he said he went home to sleep."

"What? It's only one o'clock, isn't it? He's really living that healthy lifestyle? Logging off this early?"

Xi Ye was getting a little anxious. "Fuck, keep playing! The point gap in the top ten isn't that big. You might even reach first place in one night!"

"You don't understand. You have to start taking care of your waist from a young age."

Factory Director was now unconditionally on Big Daddy's side, to the point that Xi Ye was starting to feel jealous.

"Damn... then there's no fun left. I'm heading back too... Holy shit, did this stream room explode?"

Xi Ye had originally wanted to slip away as well, but he took a moment to glance at Ming Kai's stream.

Only to discover that gifts were flooding the screen, while the viewer count had smashed straight through to a new record.

The barrage was so dense that the stream itself had started lagging.

"No! I need to draft the contract right away!"

But upon seeing this, Factory Director suddenly seemed to wake from a dream—

Couldn't wait any longer!

At that moment, he realized it too.

If he kept waiting, the peach that was about to ripen might be picked by someone else.

After tonight, Xu Cheng would no longer be the genius everyone had once seen him as, but an immortal radiating light from head to toe!

An 84% win rate, top ten on the CN Server.

There was no doubt about it—he had already broken the record.

The only suspense left was the exact figure of that new record.

And when they would get to witness this historic moment...

Thanks to boss Clear Breeze, Lone Wine for the donation, and thanks to all you bros for your votes and support!

There was no way to go all out during the new-book period, but this author remembered it all. Once it was released as premium, he'd go completely wild!

Thank you, my dear family!

Kowtowing here—bang, bang, bang!