LPL didn't want me? I joined SKT instead!

On the bus ride back, the night view of Seoul rushed past the window.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was much more relaxed. Wolf was loudly discussing dinner with Peanut, Bang was wearing headphones and resting with his eyes closed, and Faker was playing the bridge-building game on his phone as usual.

Xiao Yan leaned back in his chair, seemingly resting, but in reality, his consciousness had sunk into the system space.

He first checked the detailed description of the [Designated Hero Proficiency Enhancement Card].

[Item: Specific Hero Proficiency Enhancement Card]

[Effect: Allows you to increase the proficiency of any unlocked hero.]

【limit:

熟练度90以下，使用后提升5点；熟练度90-95区间，使用后提升3点；熟练度95-99区间，使用后提升1点；该道具无法用于突破99点至100点（神级）的瓶颈。】

"Tsk, there are also restrictive clauses."

Xiao Yan felt a slight sense of regret. He had originally thought that if he could directly raise a hero's score from 90 to 100, it would be like ascending to immortality. Now it seemed that the system had exploited a bug.

But on second thought, this thing is still a divine skill.

For professional players, it might take hundreds or even thousands of ranked and scrimmages to build up their skills from 90 points (professional level) to 93 points (top level), but this card only takes a moment.

"Good steel should be used on the blade."

Xiao Yan didn't rush to use it. Right now, he already had enough offensive heroes like Draven and Lucian; it was best to save this card as a trump card. When he needed to pull out an unexpected hero to save the day in the World Championship or a crucial game, this card would be the key to turning the tide.

Putting away the card, Xiao Yan turned his gaze to the two [Free Attribute Points].

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately added all the points to [Constitution].

[Ding! Stat allocation successful. Current Constitution: 72 -> 74 (Average for average players is 60, average for professional players is 65)]

A warm current instantly flowed through my body, and the wrist pain and mental fatigue from playing two Draven games at high intensity seemed to dissipate in an instant.

"Indeed, health is the foundation of everything," Xiao Yan nodded to himself.

Although esports is played while seated, it is extremely physically and mentally taxing. Especially in the high-pressure environment of world championships, when a best-of-five series goes down to the fifth game, it's often not about mechanics, but about who can keep their mind clear and whose hands don't shake.

Only with abundant physical strength can one guarantee C in every game and support his extremely mentally taxing "tightrope walking" playing style.

After dealing with the rewards, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, looked at the neon lights outside the window, and gently tapped the armrest with his fingers.

"It's still too slow..."

Although they beat KT and profited from Deft's win, such opportunities are rare. There are only a handful of strong teams in the LCK, and even fewer top-tier players who can earn him such a reward.

If you rely solely on competitions to earn rewards, you might not have accumulated enough invincible power by the time the World Championships are held.

"We need to think of a new approach."

Xiao Yan stroked his chin and glanced around the carriage.

The core mechanism of the system's judgment is "emotional fluctuations" and "mental breakdowns".

Previously, he had been focusing on his opponents, believing that only by crushing and making them cry could he get the rewards.

But... the system never seemed to say that only the opponent's emotions count, right?

Aren't teammates' emotions also emotions?

Xiao Yan's gaze fell on his teammates in the front row.

After spending this time together, he has become quite familiar with the SKT team. Wolf is a talkative and funny guy, Peanut is a simple-minded younger brother, Bang is a bit of a show-off but not a bad person, and as for Faker... although he looks aloof, he is actually a show-off and a master of dry humor.

When everyone gets along well, occasionally cracking a joke or playing a prank won't make them angry; instead, it can lighten the monotony of training and strengthen their bond.

the most important is--

If you can induce intense emotional fluctuations (such as shock, speechlessness, or frustration) in your world champion teammates, will the system also offer a reward?

"hey-hey……"

Xiao Yan's lips gradually curled up, revealing a smile that would send chills down the spines of anyone who knew him well.

If we're going to do it, let's do it big.

His gaze passed over Peanut, who was grinning foolishly, and over Bang, who was sleeping, and finally settled on the figure sitting in the front row, wearing a red and white team uniform, whose back looked slightly thin.

Lee Sang-hyeok.

Faker.

The only true god in League of Legends, the Great Demon King, and the absolute core of SKT.

If we could break through this eternally unchanging "poker face," the scene would be spectacular, and the system's rewards would be incredibly generous, right?

"Sang-hyeok-hyung, I'm sorry, but I'll have to trouble you for the sake of my path to becoming stronger."

After returning to base.

Wolf and Bang were clamoring to go get some late-night snacks, while Peanut dashed back to his room to video chat with his friends. Only Faker, like a pre-programmed, precise machine, went straight to the training room, turned on his computer, skillfully logged into his Korean server account, and began his ranked training for the evening.

Seeing Faker's unwavering back, Xiao Yan's smile deepened.

"Sang-hyuk hyung, you're working so hard, how could I possibly disturb your training? So I'm going to 'tidy up' your room for you, is that too much to ask?"

Xiao Yan whistled, pretending to go back to his room to get something, but actually circled the corridor and, after confirming that no one was around, quietly made his way to Faker's door.

With a gentle twist, the door wasn't locked.

This is also Faker's habit; he never takes precautions in the base. After all, who would bother to steal from the Demon King's room? Apart from the trophies, there doesn't seem to be anything valuable in his room.

Xiao Yan slipped inside and gently closed the door behind him.

The room was shockingly simple. A bed, a desk, a wardrobe, and a bookshelf filled with various philosophy books and small gifts from fans.

A faint scent of soap filled the air; it was clean, tidy, and even somewhat like the dwelling of an ascetic.

"Tsk tsk, is this the room of the top e-sports player with an annual salary of billions of Korean won? If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a college freshman's dorm room."

Xiao Yan sighed and then began his "treasure hunt".

His gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the white wardrobe in the corner.

If Faker has any secrets, they must be hidden in this most private place.

Xiao Yan rubbed his hands together, a mischievous excitement in his eyes, and gently opened the wardrobe door.

"Splash—"

The sight that came into view almost made Xiao Yan burst out laughing.

A row of identical white T-shirts hung neatly, all looking like they'd been bought for ten yuan for three at a wholesale market. Next to them were several sets of SKT team uniforms and various sports jackets provided by sponsors.

"He really is a 'white T-shirt fanatic'; his wardrobe is cleaner than my face."

Xiao Yan shook his head, reaching out to fiddle with the clothes, trying to find something different.

Just as his hand reached into the deepest part of the wardrobe, groping behind a pile of heavy winter down jackets, his fingertips suddenly touched a cold, hard cylinder.

Huh? What's this?

Xiao Yan's heart stirred, and he pulled apart the pile of clothes and took out the thing.

By the moonlight streaming through the window, Xiao Yan could see clearly what was in his hand.

It was a bottle of cola.