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

Chapter 3: Who filled in the hellish difficulty?

"WeChat Pay received, 200.00 yuan!"

A crisp voice announcement popped up from the phone, and even in the slightly noisy internet cafe, it sounded exceptionally clear.

"I'm not kidding, bro, I was just joking. You actually gave it to me!" Fu Shiyan looked up in surprise, his expression just like a relative's child who says "No, no, no" when receiving a red envelope during Chinese New Year, but has already firmly caught it.

Ah, the main point is to play hard to get, and the balance is just right.

Duan Chong chuckled and waved his hand: "It's only two hundred yuan. You'll be well worth the price if you just teach me a couple of tricks."

Faced with the nonchalant attitude of the rich college student.

Fu Shiyan glanced down at the four-digit balance on his phone screen, feeling a mix of emotions. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "I've been reborn, and I have to accumulate initial funds this way. I guess I'm a disgrace among transmigrators."

Yes, Fu Shiyan is a reincarnated person.

Not only was she reborn, but she also time-traveled, plunging headlong into a parallel world that seemed similar to her previous life but was not quite the same.

However, this is completely different from the scripts described in fantasy novels;

He didn't live a life of arrogance and coolness, nor did he marry a rich and beautiful woman and reach the pinnacle of life.

Not only did he not receive the aforementioned treatment, but it's also unknown whether, during his time travel, some expert accidentally turned the knob all the way down while adjusting the difficulty level.

In a parallel world, I'm not even a winner in life, let alone a normal person.

Orphaned, raised in an orphanage, dropped out of high school.

The only path I had any talent for was esports. I finally mustered the courage to go pro, but I was completely screwed over by an unscrupulous team. I worked for half a year for nothing, didn't get a single penny of salary, and even had to pay 50 yuan out of my own pocket to take a taxi home before leaving.

So when Fu Shiyan first transmigrated, he searched his entire body and only managed to scrape together twenty yuan.

In a metropolis like Shanghai, which has its own system of currency calculation, twenty yuan isn't even enough for a decent meal.

With such a script, it's no exaggeration to say that the game starts at a hellish difficulty level.

Fortunately, there's always a way out.

Just as he gritted his teeth and bought a card at a small internet cafe in the suburbs, preparing to make do with the night in a chair and make other plans the next day, the goddess of fate handed him a rope.

That night, he happened to stumble upon a group of passionate young people using five-on-five games as a form of gambling.

It's a five-on-five situation where the loser has to acknowledge the other team as their leader.

He had only glanced at the internet cafe as he passed by, and coincidentally, the five people there were at a disadvantage, while he happened to have the ability to "play for them." So, amidst the cacophony of keyboard clicks and curses, he earned enough to tide him over.

Yes, from twenty to two hundred, the value instantly increased tenfold.

The reason he later ended up in a top-tier internet cafe in Shanghai, called "Never Say Goodbye," was because the so-called "boss" among those young people pointed him in the right direction.

"We know a few rich guys who are incredibly generous, but they're a bit bad at video games. If you're willing to be our helper, playing a couple of games for them now and then, or even teach the rich guys how to play and climb a few ranks, you'll definitely get paid."

So, even though he knew he still needed to rely on his gaming talent to get out of his current situation, Fu Shiyan, who was struggling to find a place to live and didn't have his own computer, decided against trying out for those terrible e-sports teams in the world.

This marked the beginning of his days as a "fixed NPC" at the Never-Ending Internet Cafe—using his status as a top-tier player in the Ionia region to "scam"—cough cough, no, I mean to take on apprentices, teach, and take on boosting services, earning a starting capital that might seem meager to most people.

"Speaking of which, the receptionist must have just started working here, otherwise she wouldn't have failed to recognize me."

Fu Shiyan made a complaint, but his hands didn't slow down at all.

After adding Duan Chong, a rich college student, as a friend in the game, he quickly pulled him into a custom room.

"Come on, let's go into custom mode and play a couple of solo matches." His tone was light and cheerful. "I'll assess your skill level and then devise an improvement plan for you."

"In League of Legends, you can't climb the ranks just by having good skills. Similarly, no matter how good my game understanding is, if it doesn't match your skill level, it's all for nothing."

"Oh... Solo?" Duan Chong's voice was a mix of nervousness and excitement. "Go easy on me, master."

Seeing how professional the other party was, the college student's admiration grew even stronger.

Little did Duan Chong know that his understanding of "professionalism" was not only held by him, a gold-level player, but also by a professional team in another world that had been repeatedly crushed by someone's newly formed NXG.

Yes, in his previous life, Fu Shiyan was not only like his parallel self, but also a professional player with some achievements.

He is also the champion coach who led the rookies of a top club to a Grand Slam honor in Season 16.

Unfortunately, life is unpredictable, and the large intestine is wrapped around the small intestine.

As he returned with honors, ready to make his mark, he sought investment from his coaching position and learned from his former boss to build his own team and become a boss.

I had just finished the celebration banquet and was about to walk back to my dormitory when I was suddenly hit in the face by a lucky charm. Everything went black, and I ended up in this world.

It's fortunate that the League of Legends esports scene, especially the LPL region, seems to be developing rather poorly. Not only did they lose two championships in S3 and S4, but today they also achieved their worst record since the region's inception—the first and third seeds were eliminated in the round of 16, and the second seed suffered a 4-0 defeat.

For an LPL in its early stages, without the rivals of its predecessors—whose training systems had been developed to the extreme and whose clubs had achieved near-omnidirectional growth—his ideal of forming a team, starting an esports club, and becoming his own boss seemed to have become much simpler.

Indeed, the ancients were right.

When you gain something, you will lose something else.

It turns out that the reduced difficulty of achieving my ultimate goal came at the cost of a hellish start!

"Master, do we all use Lee Sin?" Duan Chong asked tentatively, his tone filled with eager excitement.

"Sure, you can use whatever you want, I can teach you."

This is not bragging.

Even for an average player at the King rank, it wouldn't be difficult to teach a Gold rank player some "Burning Techniques" that can help them climb the ranks.

Moreover, Fu Shiyan was a professional player who spent five years in his previous life, fighting his way up from youth training to head coach of a top LPL team and achieving a grand slam.

What hero should I play?

What you should be asking is: Which positions can I teach?

He turned his head and glanced at Duan Chong's expectant face, a slight smile playing on his lips, silently adding to his mind—

"Young man, I'll accept your apprenticeship fee!"