Chapter 11: Who told you to play Top Lane like that!

Su Mo’s performance exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Everyone even began to wonder: could this top-lane Zilean in EDG’s hands really be a trump card?

Even EDG’s coach himself began to harbor this illusion.

Clearlove looked at Su Mo, and a faint glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

Of course, Su Mo, deep in the game, had no idea what others were thinking.

At this moment, he was still intoxicated by the system notifications, unable to pull himself away.

【Received +1 Torture Point from Letme】

【Received +1 Torture Point from Letme】

【Received...】

Ever since he had driven Letme out of the experience range, Letme had been providing a steady stream of torture points. Su Mo’s mouth was practically crooked from grinning.

The feeling of a bountiful harvest was truly wonderful.

At this rate, he might actually be able to save up a thousand torture points by the end of the game.

But the next moment, a shout from his teammate suddenly came through the headset.

"Watch out, Gragas is flanking! He came around while our vision was down. Zet, get out of there!"

It was Meiko’s voice.

Su Mo switched his screen and saw that, sure enough, trouble had broken out in the bottom lane.

Five minutes into the game, the RNG jungler, Gragas, had flanked from the bottom tri-bush. With an E-Flash, he slammed directly into Zet’s Varus, followed up with a Q (Barrel Roll) to proc Thunderlord’s Decree.

Varus, who had already been poked down to half health by Uzi’s Caitlyn, was instantly reduced to a sliver of health. Even Karma’s E-shield was of no use.

Before he could recover from the stun, Uzi’s Caitlyn flashed forward with a single auto-attack, instantly taking Varus’s life.

Clearlove’s Kha'Zix rushed over, but seeing the situation, he could only help defend the bottom turret.

"I didn't react in time, my bad..." Zet apologized, looking self-reproachful.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's just play well," Meiko comforted him helplessly.

"Sigh..." Clearlove let out a long, weary sigh.

At this moment, the atmosphere in EDG sank into an inexplicable gloom once again.

The sliver of hope brought by Su Mo’s first blood seemed to have been extinguished.

Everyone knew very well that RNG’s playstyle was "protect the puppy." Now that Uzi had secured such a massive advantage early on, this game was likely over.

It was too similar to the scenario in the previous game.

After a brief exchange, the players fell into silence.

Only one person was at it again...

"What a pity, the minion wave pushed in anyway. Letting you kid get experience is really doing you a favor."

"No way, you're already getting experience and you're still not satisfied? You still want to last-hit?"

"If you try to last-hit, you're getting bombed! Take this!"

"Nice! Hit him!"

"Auto-attack, +3 gold, feels good!"

"..."

The members of EDG listened to the voice coming through their headsets, their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

What is this guy Su Mo doing? Can’t he see how heavy everyone’s mood is!

Are you even an EDG player!

The situation in the bottom lane is so dire, yet you’re having such a blast in the top lane.

Is he even human!

Clearlove, feeling speechless, switched his camera to the top lane with a sense of resignation.

At one look, his eyelids twitched slightly.

The minion wave had already entered the opponent's tier-one turret, but Shen’s condition looked rather miserable.

The Zilean was already level five, while Shen was only level three...

In particular, Zilean was at full health, while Shen’s health was down to a third.

Clearlove pressed the Tab key to pull up the data panel and saw that Shen only had 5 CS so far...

He was being out-farmed by Zilean by a full 41 minions.

This absurd gap made Clearlove’s eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.

Even a Challenger playing against a Bronze wouldn't get beaten like this, right?

He had originally thought that Zilean solo-killing Shen was just a fluke.

Now, it seemed things weren't that simple.

For a moment, Clearlove couldn't even describe his feelings.

Who exactly is the rookie here?

Before Clearlove could be surprised for long, Su Mo’s "demonic whispers" rang out again

"Staying under the turret with one-third health? You’re not giving me any face, buddy. If you don't give me face, I’m going to dive you!"

Hearing this, Clearlove was startled and was about to intervene.

But before he could speak, he saw Zilean drop a bomb on his own head, then activate E to speed toward Shen behind the turret.

Shen seemed a bit stunned, but the next moment, he directly E-dashed toward Zilean.

As Shen dashed over, Su Mo pressed W to refresh his Q, and a second Q landed right in front of him.

The Shen who had just dashed over did indeed taunt Zilean, but he was simultaneously stunned by Zilean’s double Q.

The turret began to attack Zilean.

But Zilean acted as if he didn't notice, tanking the turret damage while auto-attacking Shen. Shen’s health was almost bottomed out, and he still had a bomb hanging over his head.

Clearly, Shen was dead for sure.

But Zilean was also down to half health, still being attacked by the turret, and without Flash, he was also dead for sure.

Seeing this, Clearlove sighed slightly.

This guy Su Mo is playing way too aggressively. Trading kills like this isn't actually profitable; after all, the minions wouldn't enter the opponent's turret, and Shen wouldn't lose much.

Strictly speaking, this trade was a bit of a loss.

Clearlove switched his camera back, no longer watching the top lane, his expectations for the game dropping even further.

But just as the camera switched back, that nonchalant whisper came through the headset again

"3, 2, 1, bomb, explode!"

"Boom! Give me that kill and experience!"

"Balala energy, level up!"

"Hehe, I’m not dying, brother."

This cheeky voice made Clearlove want to hit someone. He switched the screen back to the top lane once more.

At one look, his eyes widened.

The Zilean being killed by the turret that he had imagined did not happen.

Under the opponent's turret, Zilean was currently enveloped in a hazy gas swirling around his body.

Clearlove recognized it at a glance: it was Zilean’s R ability—Chronoshift!

It could revive himself or an ally!

"You've got to be kidding me?"

Clearlove couldn't help but exclaim.

Sharing his expression was the commentator, Guan Zeyuan.

He had been commentating on this seemingly mutually destructive dive the whole time.

But he hadn't expected that Zilean wouldn't end up dying!

"Mo’s mechanics are so detailed! The moment Shen died, Zilean hit level six. At the exact instant the turret’s final shot landed, Zilean leveled up and cast his ultimate on himself."

Guan Zeyuan couldn't help but marvel, "What courage and reaction speed! I’m starting to doubt whether this Mo is really a rookie player."

Rita’s eyes were also filled with surprise: "I thought this dive would end in a mutual loss, but in the end, only Shen was hurt. I wonder how Letme is feeling right now."

How was Letme feeling?

That was a question perhaps only he knew the answer to.

Watching Zilean revive, speed out of the turret range, and go back to clearing minions, the light in Letme’s eyes completely faded.

An unprecedented sense of frustration surged from his heart, and the massive blow made him feel as if the world were spinning.

"How... how could it be like this..."