LOL: What does it mean to torture players?

The days that followed flowed gently in a peaceful and sweet atmosphere.

In the remaining games of the regular season, he comfortably returned to the bench, handing the stage over to his teammates.

EDG lived up to expectations, advancing proudly into the playoffs with a perfect record in the regular season.

Su Mo once again entered a state of slacking off.

He maintains an attitude of "never coming out of retirement unless it's for an important match, otherwise it will seem like I really want to go to work."

This attitude makes fans both love and hate it.

What I love is that every time he appears, it's like a god descending, bringing the ultimate visual feast;
What's infuriating is that watching one of his matches is harder than celebrating the Lunar New Year.

That afternoon, EDG was playing their final practice match before the finals against BLG, who had just defeated RNG.

Meanwhile, Su Mo was in the e-sports room on the second basement floor of the Sheshan villa, streaming and playing Teamfight Tactics.

"Brothers, I'm invincible this game! A three-star healer, devastating!"

He muttered to himself as he casually played cards.

Behind him, Luo Xin was holding a small bowl, using toothpicks to hold cut fruit, and occasionally feeding him a bite.

Rita was sweating profusely on a treadmill not far away, her hot figure accentuated by her tight workout clothes, revealing amazing curves.

Yu Shuang, holding a fashion magazine, sat on the beanbag chair next to Su Mo, occasionally glancing up at him with a gentle smile in her eyes.

This heartwarming yet decadent scene was presented to tens of thousands of viewers through the live broadcast.

The live stream chat was already filled with a sour taste.

[I'm so jealous! I'm so jealous! While his teammates are sweating it out at the base for the finals, Mozi is being fed fruit by three beautiful women while playing Teamfight Tactics at home!]

Is this reasonable? No! But then I think about how he's Mo, and suddenly it's fucking reasonable!

[Upstairs, your perspective is too narrow! Can you call something like slacking off when it comes to divine matters? This is called strategic planning and winning battles from afar!]

Now I finally understand why Mozi didn't want to go to work. I wouldn't want to either!

Just as Su Mo successfully obtained a three-star healer and was about to win the game, Abu called again.

"Hey, what's wrong now? Did someone have a mental breakdown again?" Su Mo asked while pressing the speakerphone button.

“No, we’re very well prepared for the finals.” Abu’s voice sounded a little strange. “It’s something else… Brother Mozi, there’s a business event that specifically asked you to attend.”

"I'm busy," Su Mo refused without even thinking.

"Let me finish!" Abu exclaimed impatiently. "This time it's different! It's 'Aethelred,' the top British luxury sports car brand! Their new electric supercar, the 'Valkyrie,' is having its global premiere in Shanghai, and they want to invite you as a special guest to walk the red carpet with several A-list celebrities!"

Su Mo paused in his actions and raised an eyebrow.

Aethelred?

He did know the brand; it was known for its handcrafted products and extreme performance, with even entry-level models starting at tens of millions—truly toys for the wealthy.

"What does this have to do with me? I'm not a celebrity."

"It's incredibly important!" Abu explained. "Their new car is all about youthfulness and technology, targeting the newly wealthy. Their marketing department did extensive research and concluded that your influence among young people globally is greater than that of many A-list celebrities! This is your best chance to break into the mainstream esports scene! Brother Mozi, I'm begging you, it's all for the sake of the LPL!"

Before Su Mo could speak, Rita's eyes lit up on the treadmill behind her. She turned off the machine, wiped her sweat with a towel, and walked over, shouting into the phone, "Go! Abu, tell them that our Mo-ge is going!"

Su Mo glanced at her.

Rita ignored him and whispered sweetly in his ear, "A banquet of this caliber must have lots of delicious food and drinks, and you can see many big stars. Why don't you go and have some fun? We'll go with you!"

Su Mo glanced at Rita, who looked expectant, and then at Luo Xin and Yu Shuang, who were also casting curious glances at him. A thought struck him.

I don't really care about myself, but it seems like a good idea to take them out for fun.

"Alright," he said casually into the phone, "but I need to bring a few people with me."

"No problem! Don't just say a few, you can bring a reinforced company!" Abu readily agreed. "I'll have the brand send you the invitation and the dress customization process right away!"

Three days later, on the Bund in Shanghai, at a top-tier art center.

The banks of the Huangpu River are ablaze with lights under the night sky.

A black Rolls-Royce Cullinan, surrounded by countless flashes of light, slowly came to a stop at the end of the red carpet.

The car door opened, and Su Mo, dressed in a midnight blue velvet suit, stepped out of the car.

The perfect cut accentuated his tall and straight figure, and beneath his unkempt yet stylish short hair was a calm and handsome face.

He simply stood there casually, and his powerful aura of looking down on everything made the surrounding noise seem to quiet down a bit.

However, what truly drove the scene into a frenzy was the three female companions he subsequently led out of the car.

Rita wore a fiery red Versace dress with a high slit, which perfectly showcased her already hot figure. She was as beautiful as a thorny rose, full of aggression.

Luo Xin wore a pink starry tulle dress from Dior, which was sweet yet elegant, making her look like a princess from a fairy tale, pure and charming.

Yu Shuang chose a black Chanel dress with a simple yet classic design. Paired with her gentle smile and intellectual temperament, she perfectly embodied the elegance and poise of an Eastern woman.

When this seemingly perfect group of one man and three women appeared on the red carpet, the reporters and fans present went absolutely wild.

"My God! Brother Mozi! He actually came!"

"Those three are... Rita, Luo Xin, and Yu Shuang?! What are they doing here?! What... what's going on?!"

"This scene is absolutely amazing! Even novels wouldn't dare to depict something like this! A god of esports walking the red carpet with three of LPL's most beautiful female hosts and commentators?!"

The flashes were as bright as day, and the shutter sounds were deafening.

Faced with this scene, the three women were a little nervous and subconsciously moved closer to Su Mo. However, they didn't get too close, since, apart from Rita, they didn't publicly acknowledge their relationship.

Su Mo ignored the reporters' frantic questions and calmly led them across the entire red carpet.

Upon entering the venue, the interior was even more luxurious.

The atmosphere was vibrant and lively, filled with elegant attire, clinking glasses, and the guests were all business tycoons, popular celebrities, and fashion icons.

The appearance of Su Mo and his group of four immediately became the focus of the entire event.

In a corner, two young rich kids holding champagne glasses were talking in hushed tones.

"Is that Mo in the middle? He has a strong presence, much stronger than those young male celebrities next to him."

"He's not just strong, he's a god. My dad was saying the other day that it's impossible to get into esports now, all the top resources have been taken by him. Look at the three women around him, aren't they all top-tier? Tsk tsk, what a winner in life."

Su Mo was completely unconcerned by these gazes, whether they were filled with envy, jealousy, or curiosity.

He walked straight to the food area, picked up a plate, and began selecting food as if no one else was around. "This foie gras is good, you should try it."

"This lobster is alright."

His composure made it seem as if he wasn't there for an event, but rather for a buffet.

Just then, a well-dressed middle-aged man with slicked-back hair walked over with a wine glass in hand, a haughty smile on his face.

"This must be the renowned Mr. Mo, I've heard so much about you. I am Wang Hai, the vice president of Tianxing Entertainment."

Su Mo glanced at him and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

Wang Hai seemed somewhat displeased with Su Mo's coldness. He glanced at Rita and Luo Xin, who were whispering about which dessert was better, and said with a forced smile, "Mr. Mo is truly blessed. However, no matter how well you play games, it's ultimately something that can't be brought to the table. We who run businesses are not from your world."

The contempt in those words caused the three women's expressions to change slightly.

Su Mo didn't even raise an eyebrow. He wiped his mouth with a napkin, looked at Wang Hai, and smiled.

"you're right."

Wang Hai was taken aback, not expecting the other party to say that.

Su Mo continued slowly, "After all, Aethelred invited me here as a guest. And you..."

He looked Wang Hai up and down. "You must have spent a considerable amount of money to buy an admission ticket, right?"

Wang Hai's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Su Mo ignored him, took the three women's hands, and walked towards the booth in the center of the venue.

The press conference officially began, and after a dazzling light show, Aethelred's global CEO took the stage to deliver a speech.

After introducing the new car's performance, he changed the subject.

"Today, we are also honored to have a special guest with us. He represents the cutting edge of speed, the most precise control, and an indomitable champion's heart. He is Mo, a legend from the LPL!"

The spotlight instantly shone on Su Mo.

Su Mo calmly walked onto the stage and accepted the crystal car key from the CEO, symbolizing the world's first car owner.

The organizers had already informed him beforehand that the car wasn't a gift to him, but rather a one-year usage right.

Therefore, Su Mo remained calm and composed, without getting excited.

He didn't launch into a long speech; he simply spoke into the microphone:
"The car is nice. Thank you."

Then, amidst the astonished gazes of the entire audience, he stepped off the stage and returned to the three women's side.

That evening, hashtags such as "Mo attended a luxury car launch event with three beauties" and "Mo received the world's first Valkyrie" dominated the trending topics on all platforms.

Su Mo broke into new circles once again in a way that no one expected.

And for the person who started all of this, the biggest takeaway from this event was probably...

"The buffet tonight was alright."

On the way back, Su Mo leaned back in the car seat and made this comment.

That lavish business event has stirred up ripples in both public opinion and private life for a long time.

To the outside world, the image of "Mo, the God of Esports" has become more three-dimensional and mysterious.

He is no longer just an invincible figure in the game world, but a cross-dimensional symbol who can stand on equal footing with top stars and business celebrities, and even make them pale in comparison.

His name itself has become a code for traffic and a symbol of quality.

For the four people living in the Sheshan villa, their lives also underwent subtle changes as a result.

If their relationship with Su Mo was previously shrouded in an unspoken understanding, then this red carpet appearance was nothing short of an informal "official announcement."

Online, the nickname "Ink God's Harem Group" spread like wildfire, evoking envy and jealousy, but mostly a sense of amusement and tacit acceptance.

After all, when a man's excellence exceeds the bounds of common sense, it seems reasonable for him to have everything.

The three women had different attitudes toward this.

Rita enjoyed it the most. She would even enthusiastically browse through the gossip news, and when she saw someone praising them as having "divine looks and being a perfect match," she would proudly show off to Su Mo as if she had won a battle.

However, the main theme of Su Mo's life remains unchanged: slacking off.

After the world premiere of the Aethelred Valkyrie was brought back, he casually parked it in his huge garage, as if it weren't a multi-million dollar supercar, but a large toy.

He still wakes up naturally every day, wanders around the house in slippers and pajamas, and his only exercise is walking from the master bedroom on the third floor to the e-sports room on the second basement level.

Finally, the day of the LPL Spring Split Finals has arrived.

EDG's opponent is BLG, who fought a hard-fought five-game series against RNG in the semifinals.

This team, led by legendary ADC player Uzi, has shown amazing strength this season, and their "four-protect-one" strategy has been executed to an almost perfect degree.

On the eve of the finals, the EDG base was brightly lit.

Abu and the factory manager were leading the team in a final tactical review.

"BLG's core strategy will not change, which is to protect Uzi at all costs." Abu drew circles on the tactics board. "Jiejie, you must focus on the bottom half of the map in the early game and not let their jungler and support comfortably place vision. Viper, Meiko, you must play steadily in lane and drag the game into the mid-to-late game, which will give us a higher margin for error in team fights."

The team members looked focused, except for Flandre, who looked relaxed.

He knew that he would most likely not be a starter in the finals.

After all, Mozi hasn't played for a long time, so Abu will definitely let him play.

Just then, the training room door was pushed open, and Su Mo walked in, yawning.

He was still wearing his familiar home clothes, and holding a cup of honey grapefruit tea that Yu Shuang had just brewed for him.

All eyes immediately turned to him.

Su Mo walked straight to Abu's side, glanced at the tactics board, and said calmly, "Protect Uzi at all costs. He is their strongest point and their only weakness. Like a ship, all the cargo is piled up at the stern. It looks very stable, but if you shoot through the stern, the whole ship will sink."

He paused, then added, "Don't worry about the bottom lane, let them pressure. Jiejie, you go top, dive the tower as soon as you reach level three."

Abu and the factory manager exchanged a glance, both seeing agreement in each other's eyes.

On the day of the finals, when EDG's starting lineup was announced, the name [EDG.Mo] was prominently listed.

"Is God finally going to make a move?!" Miller's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Although he's a commentator, he's also an LPL viewer, so how could he not want to see the LPL's stars perform! (End of Chapter)