Chapter 36: Accidentally Feeling Disgusted

Abu closed his phone and walked over to Su Mo's side. "Xiao Mo..."

He called out softly, his furtive manner making Su Mo a bit confused. "What's up, Brother Bu?"

"Come with me for a second."

Su Mo nodded and followed Abu to the corridor outside the lounge.

The corridor inside the venue was somewhat dim. Only when they were alone did Abu speak in a low voice. "There's something I need to tell you. Prepare yourself mentally first."

"What is it?" Su Mo grew even more confused, thinking to himself: *Could it be that even though we won the match, EDG still wants to cause trouble for me?*

"People are cursing you online," Abu said solemnly.

"That's it?"

Seeing Su Mo's indifferent expression, Abu lowered his voice further. "It's not just a few people, it's a lot. It's like a tidal wave..."

As he spoke, a hint of confusion appeared on Abu's face. "To be honest, this is the first time I've seen someone get cursed at this harshly after winning a match. So many people are calling you... a..."

Su Mo: "A what? Just say it!"

"A beast."

"Oh."

Seeing Su Mo's expressionless face, Abu sighed. "Xiao Mo, I know you feel lost and sad inside, but as a professional player..."

"Don't worry, Brother Bu. I'm a person of character; I won't easily get into flame wars with them," Su Mo interrupted.

Abu froze.

*Was that even what we were talking about?*

*Wait, he doesn't seem to feel lost at all?*

*And as for 'character'... do you even have any!*

Originally, Abu thought that although Su Mo was a bit of a troll and occasionally tormented him, he was still a rookie. If he knew so many people were cursing him online, he would surely be heartbroken and discouraged, perhaps even leading to a complete mental breakdown.

After all, even a veteran like Clearlove would remain depressed for a long time after being flamed by netizens.

Having analyzed these issues, he had intended to give Su Mo a heads-up and comfort him. His goal was to help him maintain his mental state and not be affected by the outside world.

But now...

His earnest attempt to comfort him felt redundant.

Abu wanted to say more, but he noticed a man approaching from not far away.

The man had slightly yellowish hair, wore square-framed glasses, and had unshaven stubble around his mouth—typical foreign features.

In particular, the man was wearing a badge on his chest. Abu felt like he had seen that badge somewhere before.

While Abu was pondering, the man had already arrived and stood before him.

However, the man didn't look at Abu; instead, he looked at Su Mo.

"Hello, Mr. Mo!"

As he spoke, the man gestured toward the badge on his chest.

The badge featured his headshot, and in the top left corner was a Riot logo. Su Mo guessed that this was an employee of Riot Games.

Before Su Mo could speak, the man continued

"I am Ryan 'Morello' Scott, a designer for League of Legends and the creator of the champion Zilean. It’s a pleasure to meet you!"

The man's rapid-fire English left Su Mo and Abu staring at each other in confusion.

Although Su Mo had passed the CET-4 before his transmigration, he had forgotten most of it shortly after. Listening to it was quite a struggle.

In the next moment, Su Mo decisively called out to the system in his mind.

"System, open the Mall!"

【Spent 1000 Torment Points to open the System Mall. Remaining Torment Points: 1543】

"Are there any English-related skills? Give me one, quick."

【The English Proficiency skill requires 1000 Torment Points. Do you wish to purchase?】

"Yes!"

【Purchase successful. Remaining Torment Points: 543】

As a massive influx of memories flooded his mind, Su Mo felt a slight pressure in his head.

By this time, Abu had already begun attempting to communicate with the man.

"I, I'm Abu. You, You are..."

Clearly, Abu's English was not great.

Just as Abu was looking embarrassed, Su Mo suddenly spoke up in English: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Scott. May I ask if you are looking for me?"

Abu:?

Su Mo's fluent English caused a massive question mark to appear in Abu's mind.

The designer, Ryan Morello Scott, was clearly also surprised. Judging by the accent alone, he might have thought the young man in front of him was from the same place as himself.

"Your English is excellent," Ryan Morello Scott said, giving a thumbs up. "I originally just wanted to travel around your country, but I didn't expect to witness such a spectacular match. Your use of Zilean in the top lane truly opened my eyes. You are a genius."

"You flatter me," Su Mo smiled. "Thank you for designing such an excellent champion."

Ryan Morello Scott was very pleased with Su Mo's politeness, his smile brightening.

"Mo, you will surely become one of the greatest professional players in the future, because creativity is the most precious thing for every LoL player. Also, do you have any creative suggestions for League of Legends?"

Hearing this, Su Mo immediately got excited. "I think LOL could release an emote system to increase entertainment and interaction during laning phases."

"Oh~ Good idea!" Ryan Morello Scott said. "I will recommend your suggestion at the meeting. Thank you for your support."

As he spoke, Ryan Morello Scott pulled out his phone, appearing to record something.

"Mo, thank you once again."

"You're welcome. Remember to design a 'lame' emote when the time comes; that will stimulate the players' competitive spirit."

"OK! I'll be going now. I'm going to head straight to Riot to put your proposal on the agenda."

"Goodbye."

The foreigner left with hurried steps, looking somewhat excited.

Su Mo also broke into a smile.

Once the emote system was released, he could harvest even more Torment Points.

As for whether this "proposal" would pass, he wasn't worried at all.

...

"Abu, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, Clearlove's voice rang out, interrupting Su Mo's thoughts.

Hearing Clearlove, Abu snapped back to reality. "Nothing."

Seeing Abu's expression, Clearlove asked, "Did Su Mo torment you again?"

*You have no idea!*

That bastard Su Mo was so fluent in English, yet he didn't say a single word, waiting until Abu had lost face before finally speaking.

Abu denied it irritably. "No."

"If you say no, then it must be! Hahahaha!" Clearlove couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He knew that as long as Su Mo was around, nothing good would happen.

Abu rolled his eyes, deciding to try his best to stay away from Su Mo in the future.

Being around this guy meant being disgusted by him at any moment.

Watching Clearlove's wild laughter, Abu's gaze became somewhat vacant.

Memories were involuntarily stirred in his mind.

In his memory, ever since Clearlove was crushed by Peanut at the S6 World Championship, creating the infamous "4396" moment, he had never seen such a bright smile on Clearlove's face again.

But today, Clearlove had laughed like a carefree fool more than once.

All of this was clearly related to Su Mo, who loved to disgust people at every turn.

Not just Clearlove, but the other teammates, under Su Mo's influence, seemed to have become more cheerful... or perhaps more twisted.

He glanced at Su Mo and fell into deep thought.

This guy seemed to possess a magical power. After only playing two matches, his current popularity even surpassed Clearlove and Uzi.

Although the netizens' evaluations of him were somewhat negative, he was undeniably famous.

So, was it possible for EDG to produce a second esports star whose prestige could rival Clearlove's?

If so, EDG would surely become the most valuable team in history.

But there seemed to be little hope.

After all, Su Mo's abstract playstyle would make it very difficult to go far.

"Xiao Mo, after we go back, you need to practice the standard top lane more," Abu reminded him. "Don't waste your talent on unorthodox paths."

(End of Chapter)