Chapter 87 Departure for MSI! An Airport Romance
Chapter 87 Departure for MSI! An Airport Romance
Chapter 87 Departure for MSI! An Airport Romance
Victory!
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"Victory!"
"Victory!"
In just one afternoon, the two won 11 games in a row!
After Lin Mo used his full hand speed, he still had 8 permanent attribute points left, and his awareness also soared to 63%!
This visible increase in strength made Lin Mo even more excited as he fought.
Around 8 PM, after finishing the last game, Rita stretched in the voice chat: "Ugh, I can't take it anymore, Mozi. I've been sitting all afternoon, my back is sore. Let's stop here for today."
"Okay, Sister Ta Zi, you've worked hard. Get some rest." Lin Mo nodded and said.
"Hehe, I had a really comfortable lie down today. Take me with you next time you have time. Bye~"
"Bye-Bye."
After Rita quit the game, Lin Mo said goodbye to the viewers in the live stream: "Alright brothers, today's torture—"
"No, that's all for today's teaching session. I need to go grab some dinner. Everyone, get some rest, see you next time."
Amidst a barrage of comments pleading for him to stay, Lin Mo ended the broadcast at lightning speed.
After turning off Huya Live, Lin Mo leaned back in his gaming chair and mentally accessed the system panel.
[Consciousness: 63%]
[Hand speed: 100%]
[Current progress on target character Rita: 91%!]
After an afternoon of duo queueing and flirting, Lin Mo gained another 1% progress in the strategy, which was an unexpected surprise.
If I calculate it this way, wouldn't I be able to max out my progress by playing duo with Rita nine more times?
Of course, that's the thought, but the actual situation is uncertain.
As Lin Mo was thinking, a voice came from behind him: "Xiao Mo, we're starting high-intensity training tomorrow. As an important part of the team, you should train with everyone."
Yes, that's Abu's voice.
Hearing Abu's words, Lin Mo sighed helplessly and resumed the "duo queue improvement strategy" he had just planned in his mind.
The plan was quietly crossed out.
"I understand, Sister Bu. I'll definitely do my best!" Lin Mo turned around and said.
Abu nodded in satisfaction: "It's good that you have this awareness. This MSI Mid-Season Invitational will bring together the spring split champions from all the major regions in Brazil. Although we won the LPL championship, we absolutely cannot let our guard down on the international stage, especially against SKT."
When SKT was mentioned, Lin Mo's eyes became more serious.
SKT in 2017 was their true peak.
Top laner Huni, jungler Peanut, mid laner Faker, bot lane duo Bang and Wolf.
The combined IDs of these five people exude a suffocating sense of oppression.
Over the next few days, Lin Mo fully experienced what "intensive training" meant.
I get up at 10 a.m. every morning and don't get to rest until the early hours of the morning.
Maintaining form through high-intensity ranked games, internal team tactical discussions, scrims with teams from other regions, and long, tedious video replay reviews —
On the projector in the conference room, video recordings of matches by champion teams from other regions were played in turn.
Perkz, the mid laner of European champions G2, TSM, the pride of North America, and Flash Wolves (FW), a veteran powerhouse in the LMS region—of course, the most-watched team is still SKT from the LCK region.
"Look at this play, when Huni's Rumble was pushing the lane, Peanut's Lee Sin was practically following him like a shadow. Their top and jungle coordination was incredibly tight, and their vision control was flawless."
In front of the tactical analysis board, Abu held a laser pointer, pointing at the images on the big screen, analyzing them again and again.
"Xiao Mo, I'm not worried about your laning ability and mechanics right now. But on the international stage, your aggressive playstyle can easily create openings for top-tier junglers if your anti-gank awareness isn't up to par. You need to be more careful in scrims and communicate more with Ming Kai."
Lin Mo nodded.
While my current 100% hand speed can certainly give me an advantage online, there is still a slight weakness in my awareness.
Fortunately, through these days and nights of intense training matches, Lin Mo discovered that his consciousness had actually increased by 2 points during the actual combat training, reaching 65%.
However, the intense closed training also deprived Lin Mo of the opportunity to gain attribute points.
On WeChat, Yu Shuang, Rita, Xiaoyu, and Zhou Shu would occasionally send messages to greet her or ask if she had time to play games.
Lin Mo could only give a wry smile and reply uniformly: "Preparing for MSI, we're in grueling training, I'm practically worn out."
Whenever he lay in bed late at night, Lin Mo would let out a long sigh while staring at the ceiling.
This stagnant progress in the strategy was even more frustrating for him than losing a practice match.
Fortunately, two days before his departure for Brazil, a piece of news instantly revived Lin Mo.
At noon, Abramovich called everyone to the conference room. Unusually, he didn't turn on the videotapes. Instead, he said, "That's the end of the high-intensity tactical training. Everyone should rest more these two days. There's no need to stay up all night playing training matches. It's a more than 20-hour flight to Brazil, so you must be mentally prepared. I don't want to see you all looking exhausted when we get to São Paulo."
Upon hearing this, everyone felt as if they had been granted a pardon and cheered with joy.
Lin Mo's eyes lit up instantly.
I finally have some free time!
Back in his room, Lin Mo immediately pulled out his phone and messaged Rita: "Rita, let's rank up together!"
Rita was obviously free too, replying to the message in less than five seconds: "Coming, coming!"
Neither Lin Mo nor Rita streamed this time. The two quickly teamed up and started their duo queue journey on the Summit of the Rift once again.
In order to accumulate as many permanent attribute points as possible within a limited time, Lin Mo has been going on a killing spree in the top lane these past two days.
In order to speed up the game, he would even call on the jungler to tower dive and farm.
For two whole days, the two of them played duo queue whenever they were awake.
As the enemy's crystals exploded time and again, system notifications echoed in Lin Mo's mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for winning a duo match with your chosen character Rita! You have gained 1 permanent attribute point!]
[Ding! You have gained 1 permanent attribute point!]
After two days of intense duo queueing, the two lost 3 games but won 26!
Looking at the 26 permanent attribute points he had just received, Lin Mo didn't hesitate and poured them all into his consciousness panel.
[Consciousness: 91%]!
[Hand speed: 100%]!
When his consciousness spiked to 91%, Lin Mo felt a sudden clarity in his mind.
In the past, when I was harassing opponents online, I would occasionally have a vague idea of the enemy jungler's movements;
But now, as long as he glances at the minimap at the movement of the enemy heroes in other lanes and the minion wave situation, his mind can automatically analyze the enemy jungler's likely jungle route and gank timing, just like a radar!
With his 100% absolute hand speed, Lin Mo was certain that he could now put up a fight even against SKT. The surge in his strength put Lin Mo in a great mood, but when he opened the system panel and glanced at another piece of data, he looked worried.
[Current progress on target character Rita: 91%!]
No price increase at all!
I won 26 games with her, using all sorts of flirting techniques, but the progress bar was stuck at 91%!
"Looks like I've developed a resistance to just playing games with girls —"
Lin Mo rubbed his temples, looking somewhat troubled.
The further along the travel guide goes, the harder it gets. This last ten percent of progress will have to wait until we get to Brazil to figure things out.
The day before departing for Brazil, chaos erupted at the EDG base.
Abu transformed into a mother hen, checking each of the team members one by one.
"Mingkai! Where's your passport? Where did you put it?!"
"Did you bring a travel adapter? The sockets in Brazil are different from those in China!"
"Pack two extra boxes of stomach medicine and antidiarrheal medicine; they might not be able to adjust to the new environment!"
While everyone else was busy packing their luggage, Lin Mo was relaxed. He didn't have much stuff, so he just packed a suitcase and that was it.
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Just then, Meiko leaned over with her phone and said mysteriously, "Xiao Mo, the official roster for the team's trip has been announced."
"Who are they?" Lin Mo asked casually.
"Besides veteran commentators like Wawa and Miller, the person hosting this time is your good sister, Aunt Yu Shuang!" Meiko continued, winking. "And Rita will also be flying to São Paulo as a special guest commentator! Oh, and the organizers have also invited Sister Zhou as a guest."
Lin Mo nodded after listening.
This is not surprising.
After all, these are all influential figures in the industry.
But what's Meiko doing making those faces over there?
"That's good, it's more lively with more people," Lin Mo replied casually.
Meiko gave him a suspicious look and muttered, "Shouldn't you act a little more excited?"
"Awoo~ I'm so excited!" Lin Mo jumped up exaggeratedly, which immediately silenced Meiko.
The next morning.
Terminal 2 of Shanghai Pudong International Airport.
The entire EDG team, dressed in black and white team uniforms and pushing their suitcases, entered the airport's VIP waiting room amidst cheers from fans.
As soon as he entered, Lin Mo spotted several beautiful figures sitting together not far away.
"Hey, here comes our champion team!"
A bold voice rang out, and Zhou Shuyi, dressed in a sporty short T-shirt and wide-leg pants, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, was waving towards EDG.
Beside her, Yu Shuang wore a khaki trench coat, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, exuding a gentle and intellectual air;
Rita, on the other hand, was wearing a tight-fitting denim outfit that perfectly accentuated her slender figure.
The gathering of the three beauties from LPL instantly made the air in the entire waiting room feel much fresher.
The factory manager, A-Guang, and others came forward to greet them.
"You must be exhausted from training these past few days?"
Yu Shuang's gaze swept past the factory manager at the front and landed on Lin Mo. "It's a flight to Brazil that takes more than twenty hours. Remember to catch up on your sleep once you're on the plane."
"Thank you, widow, we know." Lin Mo nodded with a smile.
Rita turned around, took a U-shaped pillow from her bag, and handed it to Lin Mo: "Here, you've worked hard these past two days helping me rank up. Take this pillow, it'll make your neck more comfortable on the plane. When we get to Brazil, I'll treat you to authentic Brazilian barbecue!"
Lin Mo hesitated for a moment, but still chose to accept it: "Thank you so much, Sister Ta! You're so generous!"
Zhou Shuyi, watching from the side, couldn't help but grimace. She casually leaned close to Lin Mo and said, "Mo-shen! We'll be jet-lagged when we get there, so remember to take me to try out ranked matches on the Brazilian server when you have time!"
The factory manager, watching this scene, was so astonished he felt like he was grinding his teeth to powder.
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