In the End, He Bore It All Alone [Request Monthly Ticket]

"This is insane! Absolutely insane! 84%!! Tenth on the CN Server, only 6% lower than when he first reached Master?!"

"Where's the contract? Get me the contract!"

Late at night, Xu Cheng had completely turned the Esports Circle upside down.

The clubs didn't care about witnessing history or anything like that. All they knew was that they had run into a genuine godsend this time!

With an 84% win rate, he had reached the top ten on the CN Server. Compared to the 90% win rate he'd had when he first reached Master, it had only dropped by 6%!

That was 24% higher than everyone's expected 60%!

What kind of godly record was that?

And besides.

Xu Cheng was already tenth on the CN Server. Facing one BOSS-level monster after another, he didn't even need to maintain this win rate anymore.

As long as he maintained an approximately 80% win rate and reached the top, Xu Cheng would create the most shocking record in League of Legends ranked history—

In LOL's seven-year history, the highest valid ranked win rate for reaching Challenger was 67%, while the record for reaching Challenger rank one was 65%.

It had been created several years ago by two top professional players from the North American region duo-queueing together.

If Xu Cheng reached the top with an 80% win rate, he would surpass that historical record by a full 15%!

And he was solo-queueing!

"Is this contract really okay? Data Monster may be a newcomer, but isn't what we're offering a little too low? His popularity has been so high lately..."

"Tell me honestly, isn't this already the highest signing fee our WE can offer a newcomer?"

WE's Boss, Pei Le, looked helplessly at the manager. "Our Club is poor! This is already the biggest contract in history. Any bigger... and I won't have any money left!"

"But I heard other clubs, especially IG, EDG, RNG, and the rest... aren't offering low prices..."

"You idiot! Didn't I tell you to win him over with love... talk about sentiment... move him with sincerity, damn it. Do you understand?"

Noticing the unfriendly look in his Boss's eyes, the manager wisely shut up and took his leave to arrange contacting Xu Cheng.

Back in his office, he pulled out the phone that had been buzzing nonstop and glanced at the group chat named [LPL's Wolong Fengchus].

He found that it had already descended into complete chaos.

All sorts of people were begging for information, probing for details about the "enemy's" contract terms.

Among them, the WE manager saw that Su Xiaoluo, the administrator of [LPL's Wolong Fengchus], had actually posted a 400,000 top-salary newcomer contract directly into the group.

He brazenly declared: [Everyone, save your breath. The Principal personally gave the order—Data Monster is someone we have to get!]

"Damn it, idiot. Never mind whether you can get him or not—you just leaked the contract to the whole circle? You really are a Wolong, aren't you!"

The WE manager cursed and hurried out of his office.

Late at night.

The night was black as ink, with the occasional stars scattered across it.

Xu Cheng walked out of the Internet Cafe. The night wind cleared his head a little.

Taking out his phone, he found that the small group chat had indeed exploded long ago.

Strangely enough, he hadn't been kicked out!

In their private chat, Yu Shuang, the group owner, had sent over a dozen messages.

Xu Cheng read through them one by one—

[Seriously?]

[You've really broken our hearts!]

[Sigh, you have to take responsibility for this!]

[? So you're playing dead and refusing to talk?]

[If you did it, then own up to it. Don't make me look down on you.]

[Since you're not a girl, who exactly are you? You can't expect us to spend all this time with a stranger without even knowing who they are, right?]

[...Fine. I blocked you.]

That was the final message.

Xu Cheng thought for a moment before replying: [I was busy just now.]

After sending it, there was no notification.

He hadn't been deleted!

Sure enough, Yu Shuang replied instantly the next moment: [??? Are you going to give me an explanation?]

[...]

[Fine, I won't waste time arguing with you. See for yourself.]

Yu Shuang directly sent Xu Cheng a picture.

This was a photo from Xiao Yu's Moments, with a caption edited onto it—

[In the end, I had to bear everything alone]

????

I have nothing to do with her! She's slandering me! He's slandering me!

Xu Cheng was just about to reply, but after thinking it over carefully, he felt that nothing he said would help.

[Who exactly are you?]

This time, Xu Cheng wasn't acting. He briefly explained to Yu Shuang that he was currently a student, where he went to school, and even told her his name.

He just wanted to make it clear and put them at ease—he wasn't some pervert who had deliberately infiltrated the group. He had only stumbled into it by accident.

[All right...]

[I'll transfer the money to you.]

[No need. Don't transfer it to me—send it to Xiao Yu. I'm logging off.]

Yu Shuang refused Xu Cheng. After replying with just that one sentence, she said nothing else.

Xu Cheng put down his phone and sat in silence for a long time. When he looked up, he realized he was already home.

Only after he walked in did he notice that the living room lights were still on.

His heart skipped a beat.

All other thoughts were immediately cast aside. After taking a few tense breaths, Xu Cheng carefully pushed open the door.

"You're back?"

His mother's gentle voice rang out. Xu Cheng called out guiltily, "Mom..."

"Mm."

"Why are you still up? Where's Dad?"

"Your dad wanted to wait for you too, but the shop was so busy today that he was exhausted. I told him to go sleep."

Mother Xu stood up. Xu Cheng noticed that she was still wearing an apron as she went into the kitchen and brought out some food for him. "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Mom, today I..."

"It's fine, it's fine. Hurry up and eat. I knew you hadn't eaten—you must be starving, right?"

Mother Xu interrupted him with a smile.

Xu Cheng really was starving. He lowered his head and began wolfing down the food.

Mother Xu quietly watched him eat from beside him, her gentle eyes filled with affection.

"I'm done."

A moment later, Xu Cheng put down his bowl.

"Then hurry back and get some sleep. You must be exhausted. Rest well."

Xu Cheng walked to his bedroom door. After thinking for a long time, he finally turned around and said:

"I'm sorry... Mom. I actually went to an internet café today... I played until now before coming home."

"Chengcheng."

Mother Xu's voice was gentle yet stern. "Mom knows you're a sensible child. Studying is tiring... Your father and I don't blame you. But you can't stay up this late again in the future, okay?"

"Go get some rest. It's all right."

As if she were afraid Xu Cheng would overthink it, she walked over and gently stroked his head. "Go on now. Mom needs to rest too."

"...Okay."

Xu Cheng said nothing more, but an inexplicable warmth rose in his heart.

The scolding and reprimands he had imagined never came. His mother, who had worked hard all day, had waited deep into the night for her son to come home—

Just so he could have a hot meal.

That was all.

"Tomorrow is the last day. Once I'm done playing tomorrow, it's time for me to take a break too."

Xu Cheng made up his mind.

His understanding parents and warm home made it impossible for him to keep "indulging" himself so recklessly.

At the very least, he needed to rest for a while and focus on preparing for the provincial competition. He had to achieve a good ranking!

That night.

Xu Cheng inexplicably couldn't sleep.

He thought about many things, his thoughts jumbled and scattered.

There were the laughs, arguments, and banter from duo-queueing with Factory Director during this period, as well as the sight of his parents' backs as they worked tirelessly day and night.

He didn't know how long it was before he finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, after school in the afternoon.

Xu Cheng walked into the Internet Cafe, but instead of logging on right away, he said to the attendant, "Can I get the money on my card refunded? From now on... I probably won't be coming back for a long time."

"Hm?"

The receptionist froze for a moment, then put on a professional smile. "Sorry, but according to the rules, deposited funds can't be refunded."

"Then... forget it."

"Wait, I see you here all the time. Your rank must be pretty high, and there've been announcements about you these past few days. Are you really not coming anymore?"

Looking at this handsome young man with such an impressive air about him, the receptionist honestly found it a little hard to let him go.

"Yeah, I'm not coming back."

Xu Cheng waved a hand and turned to log on.

ED Club.

"How are the preparations coming along?"

Abu turned and asked Factory Director.

"Tonight is the season of harvest."

Factory Director smiled faintly. The rest went without saying.

In the end, the author bore it all alone. Please vote and keep reading.