Chapter 82 (Second Update Combined)

[Froster: Hey, are you awake? Want to schedule a scrim later?]

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[Left: Are you looking for a free sparring partner here?]

[Left: You just ask me out like that late at night? Seriously!]

After seeing off the children who came to visit him, Jiang Mingzhe's mental state improved a lot.

However, in order to get enough rest for the variety show recording the day after tomorrow, Leng Zhi decided to go home.

He no longer cared about Xingxing being leveled out. He jumped out of bed energetically and followed Leng Zhi, urging his father to pack his luggage.

"Dad, don't forget my little toothbrush."

"And the watch charging cable!"

What are we going to eat when we get home tonight?

The two of them didn't have much luggage, which quickly filled their small suitcase. Leng Zhi closed the suitcase lid and replied, "We're getting takeout."

Jiang Mingzhe blinked, a gleam of excitement in his eyes.

Takeout! This means you're eating delicious food from a professional chef outside!

Because he had just recovered from a fever, he ate only easily digestible foods that wouldn't irritate his stomach, so the food wasn't particularly delicious.

"Yay! I love it!"

Leng Zhi glanced at Jiang Mingzhe but said nothing.

Kids are easy to please. He didn't even say what kind of takeout he ordered, but Jiang Mingzhe had already imagined a whole table of dishes.

Half an hour later.

Jiang Mingzhe entered the entryway, and before he could even put down his little schoolbag, he excitedly rushed to the dining table: "What delicious food is it?!"

When the little boy saw the steaming bowl of white porridge on the table, his smile froze.

To enhance the taste experience and meal pairing, there are also two light stir-fries and chicken soup on the side.

The little one covered his head, not wanting to see the same old nutritious meal, and turned to go upstairs.

He also hid a bag of potato chips in his room; he could eat them secretly without being discovered!

The young director was frantic backstage, while Sun Weike on stage didn't recognize Leng Zhi at all.

Sun Wei's face was gloomy. He never expected that this person would be so arrogant, pointing his finger at him and cursing him directly during the final award ceremony.

The audience below the stage were whispering amongst themselves, and Sun Wei couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

However, he still clenched his fist and pinched his palm, refusing to back down: "What, it must be a misunderstanding. How come I didn't know your screens were black for three minutes?"

"You don't know? This bastard must be ecstatic to see us sending pause requests!" Hearing Sun Wei's distorted words, Meng Cheng in the backstage wanted nothing more than to rush up and curse him.

In the thirty seconds after being revived, Leng Zhi replayed Gongsun Shangxiang's actions from the other side in his mind.

He underestimated his opponent.

He should have been able to foresee the ambush's failure when the opponent used a skill to scout the bushes next to him.

At the time, Leng Zhi did not believe that players randomly invited to variety shows would maintain that level of attention to detail in this entertainment format.

Or perhaps it was because of the noisy cub beside him that he was distracted.

In conclusion, it was indeed his mistake.

Using skills with shorter intervals but subtle differences to probe for grass, Leng Zhi immediately thought of Zou Shu.

Gongsun Shangxiang in Diyao corresponds to Zou Shu's famous hero in Tianyao.

This is considered Zou Shu's personal habit—after LSG achieved success, many fans followed suit, but they often complained that such subtle differences were easy to misjudge.

I never expected to meet a player with the same habits in this game.

Leng Zhi comforted Jiang Mingzhe, who was still in shock, saying, "It's alright, we're still number one."

Before he could finish speaking, the kill notification was updated again:

Early in the morning, Leng Zhi set off with his peripheral bag on his back.

When Mr. Xu saw the stylish Cayenne parked at the entrance, he knew it was that special customer again: "Here you are again."

Leng Zhi nodded: "Thank you for your help last time."

Mr. Xu smiled broadly: "No trouble at all. Is it the machine with the highest-end peripherals again this time?"

Leng Zhi raised his thumb and lifted the peripheral bag higher: "As long as the screen is good, that's fine."

He brought a new set of peripherals; this custom-built keyboard was quite different from the one he was used to in his previous life. According to the doctor's assessment at the time, his hand injury was partly caused by the unsuitable peripherals.

"No need, I'll stay in a one-star hotel."

Leng Zhi flatly refused, since only the one-star rooms had computers.

He was in a hurry to get back, so he took advantage of the short one-hour lunch break to play a couple more games with Mario and make up for the time he missed going to the internet cafe yesterday.

As he hurried back, he was trying to find people on WeChat.

As a member of the production team, Li Chi knew the character card in Leng Zhi's hand all too well.

He mischievously dragged out the words: "No, we have to reveal everyone's character card first."

Leng Zhi: "The bride."

The sound was so quiet that only the speaker could hear it.

Li Chi exclaimed in surprise, "I can't hear you! Please read the complete character name aloud!"

Leng Zhi steeled his heart, closed his eyes, and said, "The ghost bride."

Le Xinzhou covered his mouth, regretting his earlier, hellish questioning, yet unable to suppress a laugh.

A red wedding dress accentuated his handsome features. The man's broad shoulders were tightly bound by the brocade bodice, which had wide sleeves and a narrow waist. The red cloth fell from the top of his head, revealing only the bobbing Adam's apple.

That's weird, fucking weird, that's really weird.

"Mr. Leng, what's wrong? Do you need me to help you lift it up..."

"No need." Leng Zhi lifted the curtain and walked out indifferently.

Yun Jingcheng couldn't help but reach out his bandaged hand and hug his bandaged head: "My God!"

Other guests also shared their feelings.

"Leng Zhi, you look... kind of good in that."

"...?"

Le Xinzhou was the most direct: "Hahahahahahahaha!"

Leng Zhi glanced at the relatively simple outfits of the other four people, took a deep breath, and asked, "Why is my style different from theirs?"

Staff: "Because your role is quite special, you are the final boss of the entire haunted house."

Ryoji: "The end?"

"According to the plot, the other ghosts in the haunted house were summoned by the resentment of the ghost bride. Therefore, you are in the last room. Our little adventurers need to dispel the resentment of the ghost bride in order to complete the final level."

To help people better understand the concept of cold treatment, the staff thoughtfully added:

"Now I'll take you to the last room of the haunted house. You'll need to wait there for the little adventurers to arrive, scare them, and then guide them through the final ritual."

Leng Zhi exclaimed incredulously, "So I'm supposed to wear this and stay there until the very end?!"

The staff member gave a polite smile: "Yes."

Just as the staff had explained, Leng Zhi was led to the last room of the haunted house.

The room was furnished as an elaborate and luxurious classical wedding room, with red curtains, flickering candles, and a carved pear wood bed draped in a light gauze. Behind the gauze were wooden pillows and soft quilts with exquisite carvings and embroidery.

Staff: "Please lie down here. When the little adventurers come to this room, they will lift the curtain. You need to get up at this time to give them a little fright, and then guide them to light an incense stick at the coffin opposite the bed. Your lines will be automatically played with voice-over throughout the process. You don't need to speak, just silently perform the actions."

Leng Zhi: "..."

Is it really necessary to include this step?

Is he hoping to scare the baby, or is he expecting the baby to scare him?

To protect his hands, his teammates made him try out several sets of keyboard switches with different damping.

To adapt to the new peripherals, he needs to pick up the training software again and train his muscle memory for individual operations.

Zou Lin wasn't there today; instead, his other close friends, all sporting multicolored hair, were there. Upon seeing their idol after several days, they immediately surrounded him.

"Master, can we watch you play games today?"

Leng Zhi neither agreed nor disagreed: "Whatever."

He loaded the training software and began the most basic last-hitting training as if no one else was around.

The training of esports players is actually very tedious. In their early stages, they need to do a lot of individual training, and every game is an endless process of reviewing the game. Only by going through the game again and again can they find room for improvement.

LSG is known to outsiders as a legendary and talented team, but what they don't know is that the five of them used to spend their days in small internet cafes, training and reviewing games, except for eating and sleeping.

Now, they no longer need such high-pressure training because all the suffering has been swallowed in the past.

The blond-haired guys watched quietly as the master repeated the same action, their mouths gradually opening wide.

The boys who had been watching behind Leng Zhi quietly left.

"Wow, this guy is a real pro."

"If I have to practice like this just to play a game, I might as well just go to work."

"Log in and let's play!"

Soon, the excited shouts of young people playing games could be heard from next door.

An hour later, Leng Zhi closed the training software. He slightly bent his somewhat tired fingers, then opened the latest match recording.

He stared intently at the screen, occasionally dragging back the progress bar to review it again, slowing down and zooming in, and taking notes in the document.

After reviewing the match, Leng Zhi's phone rang.

It was a video sent by Jiang Mingzhe.

In the video, Jiang Mingzhe is in the center of the frame, with the rapidly spinning sky in the background, while Jiang Yijing is expressionlessly turning the steering wheel in front of him.

This is clearly a classic amusement park ride, the Cuphead Spin.

"Big Daddy! Faster, we want to be the fastest!" Jiang Mingzhe's voice was mixed with the howling wind.

After Jiang Mingzhe joined, the originally gentle amusement facilities inexplicably started to speed up for all the parents.

"Mom! I want to be faster than Jiang Mingzhe next door!"

"Charge, sister! We're the fastest!"

As Le Xinzhou's wailing echoed from the side, [Gongsun Shangxiang 2]'s ranking on the leaderboard on the right side of the screen rose another place.

Correspondingly, [Daji1] dropped one place in the rankings, reversing the situation.

Jiang Mingzhe covered his mouth: "Wow! We're not number one anymore!"

Leng Zhi: "..." No need to say it.

In subsequent matches, Gongsun Shangxiang, dressed in dark green, was unstoppable, achieving an unparalleled record thanks to her skillful maneuvers.

Leng Zhi was hampered by his "little burden" and the difference in hero strength meant he could only continue with his previous battle strategy, which quickly widened the gap between them.

In all the years he's played, this is the first time he's been subjected to such excessive harassment by the referee.

In esports competitions, the determination of fouls is often more formulaic, unlike ball sports where there are yellow card warnings for physical conflicts.

As long as the players do not engage in unauthorized communication with the outside world or spy on the viewing screens, the referees do not have much power to exercise.

Sun's blatant audacity demonstrates the lax management of the league in the secondary division.

Luo Hongshuo and Zou Shu each took one arm and pulled Meng Cheng back.

"Stay calm, the captain is here."

Leng Zhi's lips curved into a pleased smile.

Once today's recording is finished, he can freely devote himself to e-sports training. There are no cell phones or computers on the island, and he doesn't want to have to spend the whole day there again.

I'm sure his three teammates are currently training hard for the city competition a month from now.

Thinking of this, Leng Zhi began to look forward to the days to come: as long as summer vacation ended...

Leng Zhi's beautiful daydream was interrupted by Li Chi.

"I'm going to join another group of guests now. See you again sometime!"

He had been following Leng Zhi and Jiang Mingzhe's recording for a whole morning, and now he was going to find the next group of guests according to the instructions of the production team.

Li Chi slung his backpack over his shoulder and followed the instructions in his earpiece, heading south.

Leng Zhi, with his sharp eyes, noticed that a section of the umbrella tip was sticking out of Li Chi's bag.

It was an umbrella, transparent, with no sunshade function whatsoever.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, the sky is clear and blue, with only a few scattered clouds drifting by, and there is no sign of rain at all.

Leng Zhi felt slightly uneasy.

The weather at sea is indeed unpredictable, and without weather forecasts on a smartphone, it is very difficult to know whether it will rain or not.

Jiang Mingzhe was just recovering from a cold and absolutely could not get caught in the rain.

As always, Jiang Yijing woke up very early. He didn't wake Leng Zhi, who was fast asleep, and went downstairs for dinner early.

Jiang Wenzhuo got up even earlier and was already sitting upright in the center of the restaurant.

"Good morning, Grandma." Jiang Yijing nodded in greeting.

"What about Leng Zhi?" Jiang Wenzhuo asked.

Jiang Yijing calmly pulled out a chair: "He's still sleeping. He went to bed late yesterday. Jiang Mingzhe is probably still sleeping too, right?"

Jiang Wenzhu smiled slightly: "Yes, this old man wakes up early. You're going to the company so early, right?"

Since his elder brother passed away, Jiang Wenzhuo has grown old, and his parents' generation had never handled business before, so Jiang Yijing has shouldered the future of the entire Jiang family alone.

He sipped his coffee and said, "Yes, we've been expanding our new energy vehicle project lately. There are many things to follow up on, but it's already on the market and everything is going smoothly."

"Alright, alright, you don't need to report to me. You're in charge of all the Jiang family businesses. I've been retired for several years now, so don't listen to any of this."

Jiang Wenzhuo chuckled and joked, then brought up the topic back to yesterday's phone call: "It's rare to have just the two of us, grandfather and grandson, together, so I have to give you some advice."

Jiang Yijing gave him an inquiring look.

The red panda enclosure and the giraffe enclosure are separated by a small part of the park. On the way there, Lao Qi knew every enclosure he passed by like the back of his hand: "This is the zebra area, and across the wall from the zebras are lions. The lioness lying there sunbathing is Dongdong."

"But won't a lion eat a zebra?"

"No, there's a protective net in the middle."

"Wouldn't that mean the lion can see the delicious food but not be able to eat it?"

"...Yes, but the lions in the park are used to it, and they don't usually give the zebras even a second glance."

This exhibition area simulates the natural ecology of Africa, but such an arrangement does indeed leave all visitors with the same questions as the children.

Inside the red panda enclosure, staff members were already carrying fresh bamboo branches and entering the room.

"Looks like we've arrived at just the right time! I've brought my guests here just in time." Old Qi shouted in a strong voice, pushed open the iron gate, and squeezed in sideways.

The guests followed his example and crawled inside.

This is a small disinfection room. Everyone disinfected their hands and shoes and put on gloves before being allowed to enter the red panda's room.

"Do you know how to distinguish the differences between each red panda?" Old Qi suddenly asked.

Seeing that no one answered, he answered his own question: "The patterns on each of their faces are different. You can recognize them after looking at them a few times."

A red panda was already munching on the bamboo that the zookeeper had just put down. It was quite wasteful, picking out the tenderest pieces and leaving the tougher parts on the ground.

Zou Shu: ?

Did he mishear?

What's wrong? What's the treatment?

This person looks a bit like the captain, speaks a bit like the captain, and even has a similar name?

He snatched the tablet from Zou Lin's hand and began to look at it intently.

The screen was filled with a barrage of "hahaha" and "Brother Leng" comments, interspersed with a few comments bearing Leng Zhi's name, making Zou Shu's heart pound with fear.

To be honest, the team captain's name isn't as common as "Chen Jie" or "Wang Xinyi." To have the same name, similar facial features, and be a good gamer, there's only one possibility—

The captain also came through.

Zou Shu's hands trembled. He touched his pockets, wanting to light a cigarette to calm down, when he remembered that he had been ordered to quit smoking by the captain two years ago and hadn't carried a cigarette pack in his pocket for a long time.

"Hey Lin, got a cigarette? I'd like one."

Zou Lin nervously clutched the cigarette pack in his pocket: "Brother, when did you learn to smoke? We don't do that in our family!"

Zou Shu sneered, taking advantage of his age, and reached into his younger brother's pocket with two fingers, pulling out his cigarette case and lighter: "Don't worry about me, Brother Shu has a good nose. I'm confiscating this case, or I'll tell Mom and Dad."

Zou Lin immediately put on a mask of pain.

Waaah, what a mean brother! He was the one who was lazing around before, so why is he pretending to control him now?

Zou Shu lit a cigarette, opened the window, and took a deep drag. "Refreshing!"

Because he has a younger sister at home, he is very affectionate towards this younger brother who transmigrated into his body.

He felt his mind clear up a bit, so he picked up Zou Lin's tablet again, wanting to continue watching the team leader.

Zou Lin handed over the tablet, and seeing Zou Shu watching intently, he couldn't help but tease, "You're getting so engrossed in watching this too, don't you believe he's a master? He might actually be better than you..."

Zou Shu didn't even look up: "What you said makes sense. Leng Shen is more awesome than me."

Zou Lin: ? ? ?

Just now you were looking down on the "Great God"! How come you're calling him "Cold God" now?!

He asked curiously, "So humble? How did you know?"

Zou Shu honestly said, "He looks like a master."

Zou Lin was even more confused now. He scratched his head and walked away silently.

Oh no, our brother has also been captured by the master.

The Zou family's small restaurant operates on a shift system. In the morning, Zou Lin helps in the kitchen, in the afternoon Zou Shu serves dishes, and in the evening the whole family works together, so Zou Shu gets a break.

He was incredibly energetic. Although he had only slept for four hours last night, the fact that his captain was also in this world gave him a tremendous boost of energy.

He immediately turned on his computer, watching Leng Zhi's variety show live stream while simultaneously searching for his teammates' names again.

Zou Shu clicked on the search term corresponding to Leng Zhi.

After seeing that there were no esports players listed, he immediately closed the webpage. This time, he clicked on the entry that mentioned a variety show guest.

The girl who placed the bamboo leaves put them down, and she said helplessly with her hands on her hips, "Xiaoxiao, you're being picky about food again."

As its name suggests, Laughing Bear's wide-open mouth looks like a smile, making it incredibly endearing and lovable. It seems to ignore its female keeper's words, even shifting its round little bottom to make eating more comfortable.

The cubs were not allowed to approach—red pandas are alert and afraid of strangers, and they now have to wait for another keeper to lead them out.

The girl coaxed and pushed the three red pandas in the enclosure until they crawled through the tree trunks that had extended out of the room and climbed over the wall.

A large amount of fresh food had already been laid out outside the wall, and the red pandas, wriggling their big, fluffy red-brown tails, ran towards the food under the towering ancient trees.

“Every day, the keepers clean up the poop in both the inner and outer areas. You can call the female keeper who just finished cleaning up the outer area. Now we need to clean up the poop in the indoor area while the red pandas are eating.”

I didn't expect it to be a real litter scooper!

The cubs all opened their little mouths wide. They were all pampered children at home and had no experience in raising animals. Until just now, they thought they could easily and happily feed the red panda bamboo leaves!

Although giraffes are gentle and have cute eyes, their teeth are anything but cute when they're chewing up food face-to-face.

When the children saw the red panda, they were completely charmed by the latter!

So cute! I want to feed them right now!

However, the red panda's departing figure and the falling iron gate extinguished any illusions.

The ruthless Old Qi gave each of them a small shovel and a small bucket, with an ominous rag draped over them.

"Let's begin now. While you're at it, take a look at what the red panda poop looks like and report back to me later."

Jiang Mingzhe frowned, squatted down, picked up a piece of green solid from the ground through his gloves, and quickly threw it into the small bucket.

He held his breath, and after a long while, he finally couldn't help but take a breath.

Huh? It doesn't seem to smell bad?

Jiang Wenzhuo said, "With such a large family and business, you should delegate more tasks to your subordinates and spend more time with Leng Zhi and Xiao Mingzhe."

Jiang Yijing naturally nodded in agreement, after all, that was what he was thinking too—he was indeed reflecting on whether he had spent enough time with Jiang Mingzhe, and he had indeed made time to go to the amusement park, and even took on the task of taking him to school.

Of course, Jiang Mingzhe was only part of the reason; another part was to have time to pursue Leng Zhi.

Just as his thoughts were wandering to how to win back his wife, Jiang Wenzhuo suddenly asked, "Do you like him?"

Jiang Yijing asked without hesitation, "I like it... Why do you ask that?"

He belatedly tensed up. Had their contractual marriage been discovered somewhere?

Jiang Wenzhu smiled and said, "Grandma also wants to experience the sweetness of you young couple."

Jiang Yijing couldn't help but press his temples and exclaimed, "Grandma!"

"Alright, you've been married for a while now, why are you blushing? There's no one else here."

Jiang Yijing: "..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, but Jiang Wenzhuo's sudden question had really startled him.

Jiang Wenzhuo was observing Jiang Yijing's reaction.

She actually didn't sleep well last night.

The guest room was decorated neatly and warmly, but the moment the mischievous little devil entered, the cleanliness was ruined.

Jiang Mingzhe saw his beloved grandmother again after a long time. He was so spoiled and arrogant that he wanted to fly all over the house and take down the lights from the ceiling.

Jiang Wenzhuo really didn't know what to do with this child who had lost his biological parents. When she looked at him, she would think of his father, and then she couldn't hit him or scold him.

Without Leng Zhi and Jiang Yijing keeping an eye on him, the little devil rummaged through every drawer, making a loud clattering sound.

Hehe, this is so much fun! Destruction is the most fun!

Since his grandmother was there to back him up, Jiang Mingzhe decided to reward himself by indulging himself a little.

"I don't want it! This raincoat is so ugly!"

Jiang Mingzhe loudly protested against Leng Zhi's act of wrapping his entire body in a thermal blanket at a twisted angle.

To keep Jiang Mingzhe completely wrapped up, two thermal blankets were placed, one on his head and the other around his waist, making him look like a little silver scarecrow.

The little scarecrow fluttered around for a long time, but still couldn't shake off the tightly stuffed thermal blanket.

"It's so hot! I'm going to get heatstroke! And it's not raining at all outside!"

His protest was ignored by Leng Zhi: "No, we're going into the mountains now, it won't be that hot."

In the end, Jiang Mingzhe was dragged into the mountains by Leng Zhi, and the protests subsided.

The weather wasn't actually that hot, but there were many mosquitoes in the forest. Leng Zhi's method of wrapping himself up like a rice dumpling led Jiang Mingzhe to a strange discovery—the mosquitoes only bit his father!

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Three red welts were left on Leng Zhi's arm by a chubby little hand. Jiang Mingzhe plucked a leaf, wiped the dead mosquito from his palm, and said smugly, "Thanks to me!"

Leng Zhi: "..."

It was clearly your father who gave up his "protective gear" and exposed himself to the outside.

Before they could even figure out what was going on, a drop of water landed on Jiang Mingzhe's nose.

"Huh, why is there water?"

The next second, drop by drop, it turned into a downpour, pouring down from the sky and leaving everyone somewhat dazed.

Amidst the commotion, the old men playing chess also gathered around: "Whose child is this? So cute."

The old man's outstretched hand was mercilessly slapped away by the aunt's hand.

"Don't get physical with him, or you'll scare the child!"

Aunt Li gently brushed aside Jiang Mingzhe's bangs: "This child is so well-behaved. Brother Yang, I'll go tell Boss Xu to find some snacks for the child."

After saying that, she turned and went into the internet cafe, while the other elderly people immediately took out all sorts of snacks.

Snickers, Oreo cookies, nut yogurt... and Jiang Mingzhe's favorite potato chips.

Jiang Mingzhe's attention was immediately drawn to the potato chips, and his little arms were full of food being fed by the adults.

"Thank you, uncles and aunties—" he drawled, his fluttering eyelashes glistening with moisture, instantly winning over the hearts of these elderly folks.

The group of elders, old enough to be Jiang Mingzhe's grandparents, were overjoyed. Being called "uncle" and "aunt" by such an adorable child made them feel twenty years younger!

The human cub was completely unaware of his charm. While holding a snack, he deftly used two fingers to pick up the bottom potato chip and put it in his palm.

"Sizzle—" The bag of potato chips was ripped open, and several chips flew into his mouth instantly.

Delicious! These potato chips are so good!

Jiang Mingzhe recalled the row of unattainable potato chips in the small supermarket on the show yesterday, and the sound of chewing became even crisper.

It's okay if your bad dad won't let you eat it! There are still more kind people in this world!

Grandpa Yang's eyes crinkled into crescent moons as he smiled: "Eat slowly, look how hungry you are. Who's going to get the kid a cup of hot water? Potato chips are so dry."

Jiang Mingzhe didn't hold back. He widened his eyes and randomly used a cutesy approach on an older woman: "I want a drink, something sweet~"

"I'll buy it for you!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! Oh, if my grandson is this cute, how could I bear to hit him?"

Aunt Li hurried over, pulling the internet cafe owner along: "Look, this is the kid. Let's take him inside to find his father, okay?"

Mr. Xu looked at Jiang Mingzhe, who was already sitting on Grandpa Yang's shoulders, with potato chips in his left hand and Wahaha in his right.

"Are you sure... this isn't Grandpa Yang's grandson?"

"It's really raining! Dad, how did you know!" Jiang Mingzhe, wrapped in a thermal blanket, hid under a tree. Rainwater slid down his "little raincoat" from both sides without getting him wet.

Leng Zhi, on the other hand, could only rely on the shade of the leaves to avoid getting completely soaked. However, it's only a matter of time before things get really bad; if this rain lasts a long time, it's hard to say what will happen.

Li Chi is now in Yun Jingcheng's group, which is good news for Xiao Yu.

The host pulled him into his arms, and the two shared an umbrella, which was so large that it could even accommodate most of Yun Jingcheng's body.

"Uncle Li, thank you for the umbrella," Xiaoyu said sweetly.

Li Chi was unaware that his umbrella had inspired the guest.

"But I didn't expect the city tournament to be such a mess," Yu Fu said.

Meng Cheng: "That's right. We didn't encounter these things back then. I don't know if it's because three or four years have passed, the circle has changed with more people, or it's a problem with this parallel world."

“It’s a common problem,” Zou Shu replied. “I talked to the small team before I came here. They also encountered malicious refereeing decisions and interference from outside the field, but they all let it go.”

Everyone else fell silent.

Where there are many people, there is a world of its own, and with it, all sorts of filth and corruption arise.

Sun Wei's sophistry sounded somewhat weak, and Leng Zhi chuckled softly as if he had heard a joke.

"Is this your excuse? For a full three minutes, our team's jungler's screen was completely black. You didn't receive his pause request. I'm the captain, can't you see my pause request either?"

Sun stammered, "I...I didn't see it. Your operations haven't changed at all. How could anyone tell?"

The audience below gasped – they finally understood.

The inexplicable lag during the jungle clearing phase was actually caused by the screen going completely black.

"Didn't he immediately continue farming jungle monsters? I couldn't see how he did it?"

"Yeah, if I can't see how it's refreshed, it shouldn't be disconnected, right? Was it connected back then?"

"The signal at this venue is terrible! It took the referee three minutes to receive the signal to pause the game?"

The murmurs from the audience carried onto the stage, and Sun Wei, quick-witted, exclaimed, "Yes, that's it! You all have a personal grudge against me! Let's take this opportunity..."

“Blind typing.” Leng Zhi’s words interrupted Sun Wei’s barking.

"This is the operation he performed blindly on the minimap on my screen."

One sentence caused a huge stir in the audience.

"ah?"

"No, really?"

"What kind of move is this? I can't see it coming at all, and I remember there was a team fight just before the referee paused the game!"

However, Leng Zhi reacted quickly and caught Xiao Jiang, who had tried to run away: "If what you're thinking of now is stealing potato chips from the closet, the housekeeper already cleared them out for you yesterday."

The runaway Xiao Jiang cried out a few times, helplessly casting pleading glances at the butler, but the butler guiltily looked away.

During yesterday's deep cleaning, he found the bag of potato chips buried in the pile of clothes in the young master and mistress's room.

The Jiang family's belongings were arranged very systematically, and snacks should absolutely not be here, not to mention that Mr. Leng strictly controlled Jiang Yijing's snacks—this was obviously something that little Jiang had secretly hidden away.

The housekeeper immediately reported the discovery and carried out the request to cold-clean the potato chips.

Jiang Mingzhe was grabbed by the collar by Leng Zhi, lifted onto a high chair, and given a firm push forward: "Eat, or you'll get a fever again."

Considering the patient's delicate stomach, Leng Zhi didn't dare order takeout from any fancy private restaurants.

This "takeout" was prepared by Zou Shu.

Zou Shu took a rare half-day off this afternoon and plans to focus on training for four hours to get a feel for the game after the team is formed.

But a phone call from the captain ruined his plans.

"What! I thought Captain Leng was going to give me a training plan."

Leng Zhi: "Flipping a wok is also a skill, and it won't interfere with training."

[Left: How much longer? The wingers have already brought everyone over; we can start practicing now.]

[Left: Hehe, don't cry if you lose]

[The enemy Gongsun Shangxiang kills her teammate, the Sunbow Archer]

[The enemy Gongsun Shangxiang kills her teammate, the Sunbow Archer]