LOL: I'm in the LPL, that's my fight!

Chapter 6: What does the team have?

In League of Legends' ranking system, only the top 200 players in each server can obtain the title of Challenger.

And Ionia is the server with the largest number of players and the most intense competition in the entire Chinese server – without exception.

To be able to squeeze into the top ten in such a fiercely competitive environment is undoubtedly to be among the most talented people in this field.

It's no exaggeration to say that it's "extraordinary".

Fu Shiyan didn't respond, but waited quietly to see what Boss Mo had to say.

After exchanging pleasantries, Mo Ziye put down his coffee cup, leaned forward slightly, and his tone became more direct: "Since I'm a few years older than you, I'll shamelessly call you Xiao Fu. Let's not beat around the bush—I've been doing quite well at these internet cafes in Shanghai, and with some other business income, I've managed to save up a bit of money over the years."

He paused for two seconds, as if considering his words.

"When people are broke, they want to make money. But once they have money, they always want to realize some of their youthful dreams."

The man's tone held a hint of melancholy. "To be honest, I'm a veteran League of Legends player. I've been playing since Season 1 when the Chinese server was first released. It's just a pity I don't have much talent for gaming. I wandered around in the esports scene for two years, and in the end, I was kicked out, looking utterly defeated..."

He gave a wry smile and shook his head. "At that time, I was thinking that when I had the ability, I would definitely build my own team and fight back."

"You mean you want to invite me to join the team you created?"

Fu Shiyan grasped the key point in a second, ignoring the emotional journey the other party described in order to get closer to him.

"Ahem...that's right." Mo Ziye coughed lightly at the straightforward reaction, then stopped beating around the bush, "The 9th League of Legends City Championship is about to begin this year. I intend to recruit a group of strong players with high salaries to compete for LSPL and pursue that e-sports dream that has been in my heart for many years."

"Xiao Fu, I've been following you ever since the first day you came to our 'See You Later' internet cafe to play games."

Mo Ziye spoke with undisguised admiration, "In just five days—less than five days—you've climbed from Master rank all the way to the top ten of Challenger. As far as the mid laner position is concerned, you are absolutely the most talented player I've ever seen."

He became more and more excited as he spoke, gesturing unconsciously with his hands: "As long as you're willing to join, a small city championship is absolutely no problem."

"Once we win the city championship, I'll increase investment and strengthen our squad with new signings. We'll definitely be able to establish ourselves in the second division..."

If these words were spoken to a naive young person who only knows how to play games, the other person might impulsively agree on the spot—starting a passionate e-sports dream-chasing journey without discussing any conditions.

Unfortunately, sitting in front of him was Fu Shiyan, who had been reborn.

"Um, may I ask?" Fu Shiyan asked casually, "How many people are on Boss Mo's team now?"

"Four," Mo Ziye answered quickly. "Except for the mid laner, I've found them all. The lowest rank among them is Master or above on their respective servers. I was originally considering a player from the first server for the mid laner, but now that you're here..."

"What about the coaching staff?" Fu Shiyan interrupted him, his gaze calm. "Does Boss Mo's team have a coach responsible for tactical planning, as well as a corresponding logistical support team?"

"Um..." Mo Ziye's expression stiffened slightly, and his tone became noticeably vague. "Well... because the team is newly formed, and there's always been a shortage of talent for competitions and training in our region... we haven't had time yet..."

Didn't have time?

Or is it not there at all?

Fu Shiyan silently added a sentence in his mind.

A team hastily assembled by an internet cafe owner would probably not even be considered a good fit for competitive training talent.

"Okay, let's put the training group aside for now." He didn't dwell on the issue. "Then, Mr. Mo, may I ask about the team's benefits?"

"Four thousand a month, room and board included!" Mo Ziye blurted out, then realized that the young man in front of him was far beyond the level of ordinary players, and quickly added, "But Xiao Fu, you're different. With your skills and the core position of mid-lane, you definitely deserve higher. I can offer you a top salary of seven—no, eight thousand!"

Eight thousand yuan.

Despite the shockingly low figure, Fu Shiyan was aware of the salary levels in the e-sports industry in this parallel world.

The price offered by Boss Mo is already considered quite good in the second division.

LSPL refers to the lower-tier teams in the League of Legends secondary league in China. The monthly salary of professional players is generally between 3000 and 6000 yuan, with only a few earning around 8,000 yuan.

The kind of annual salary that's often mentioned online, often in the hundreds of thousands or even millions, is only available to top-tier league players, and even then, only the main players or regional stars can earn that.

For example, the secondary league team where his predecessor in this parallel world played only offered him, as a substitute, a monthly salary of 2,500 yuan.

Even so, I still haven't been able to get my hands on it.

Therefore, the figure of eight thousand given by Boss Mo is indeed the No.1 treatment for the core players of this level of team!

"The benefits are very good, but—"

Fu Shiyan paused slightly, and under Boss Mo's somewhat expectant gaze, calmly posed a question: "Boss Mo, why do you think I would give up the opportunity to directly join a top LPL team and start playing with you from the internet cafe league?"

Mo Ziye's expression stiffened slightly.

"Since you've been observing me for several days," Fu Shiyan continued unhurriedly, his voice low but each word piercing Mo's heart, "then you should know what I've been doing these past few days. LPL teams might not be interested in ordinary players in the Master tier—but what about the top ten, top five, or even number one in the Chinese server? I think even if they have no shortage of talent, they would still be willing to give me a trial opportunity."

Ah, this?

Mo Ziye was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out a single word.

He can't exactly say that he secretly investigated and found out that you were previously screwed over by an LSPL secondary league team, so he wants to drag you along to "fight back" and stage a thrilling revenge drama, can he?

But when it comes to revenge, what could be more satisfying than joining a top-tier league team and slapping the opponent in the face with your results?

Today you ignore me, tomorrow you'll be begging for my attention—who doesn't understand this principle?

Thinking of this, Mo Ziye's eyes dimmed noticeably, and his shoulders slumped slightly, as if some of his confidence had been drained away.

"I'm sorry..." he sighed, "It was indeed my oversight."

"However—"

Just as Mo Ziye was about to give up the invitation and pick up her coffee cup to hide her embarrassment, Fu Shiyan changed the subject, his tone becoming more intriguing.

"If it's just for a short period of time, participating in the City Heroes Championship as the mid-laner for BJBS—that's not impossible."

After all, it's a semi-professional competition, and performing well in it is a way to gain fame.

Mo Ziye paused, his coffee cup still in his hand, then his eyes lit up: "You agreed?"

"Not yet." Fu Shiyan shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a smile that was neither warm nor distant. "Please listen to my requirements first."