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

Chapter 39 Faker's God-like Translation Ability

"Sang-hyuk hyung, are you busy?"

Faker's hand trembled, and he missed a cannon minion. He didn't turn around, but simply gave a cold, nasal reply: "Hmm."

"Hey, there's something I wanted to ask you." Xiao Yan completely ignored Faker's indifference and shoved his phone screen right in front of Faker's eyes. "You know, my Korean isn't very good, and I still can't understand some complicated sentences. Eun-jung just sent me a message, and it sounded like she was criticizing me."

Upon hearing the name "Eun-jung," Faker's fingers, which had been frantically clicking the mouse, instantly froze.

It was as if I was being petrified and stared at.

He tried his best to control his gaze from drifting to the side, but his eyes seemed to have a mind of their own, uncontrollably focusing on Xiao Yan's phone screen.

On the screen was Zhao Enjing's chat window.

The latest message shows:

[XiaoYan, today's interview was very interesting! ^^ Although a bit arrogant, it was very charming! Let's chat more next time. Good night! Keep it up!]

It was followed by a cute smiley face emoji.

Faker felt a buzzing sound in his head.

interesting?

Charming?

Want to talk more?

Good night?

It even includes emojis?!

You know, he's known Eun-jung for so long, and Eun-jung's messages to him have always been businesslike, like "Lee Sang-hyeok, please prepare for the interview." When has she ever used tildes and heart emojis like that?!

crit.

True damage.

The armor-piercing projectile struck the heart directly.

Faker felt his breath catch in his throat, his knuckles white from gripping the mouse too tightly. He stared intently at the words, as if trying to burn a hole in the screen with his gaze.

"Sang-hyeok hyung? Sang-hyeok hyung?" Xiao Yan suppressed a laugh and waved his hand in front of Faker's eyes. "What does this say? I saw she sent a muscular arm emoji. Does that mean she wants to hit me? Or is it saying I'm too arrogant and I should watch out?"

Faker snapped out of his daze and swallowed hard.

He turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan's "innocent" and inquisitive face, feeling like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.

That kid—he definitely did it on purpose!

But what could he say? Should he simply translate it as, "Eun-jung complimented you on your charm and said she wanted to chat with you privately"?

It's impossible!

As the captain of SKT and the one and only true god of League of Legends, Lee Sang-hyeok decided to defend his last shred of dignity.

He took a deep breath, pushed up his round-framed glasses, and said in a tone even more serious and cold than the headmaster's: "She said—"

Faker paused, his gaze sweeping over the glaring smiling face again, before calmly spouting nonsense: "She said your interview today was very rude."

"Huh?" Xiao Yan feigned surprise, his mouth agape. "Really?"

"Really." Faker nodded seriously, speaking very quickly. "That muscle expression means that if you talk nonsense like that again, she'll have security throw you out. And that smiley face, that's a sarcastic smile, meaning you'd better watch yourself."

"That last sentence—" Faker gritted his teeth and forced a misinterpretation, "was telling you to go to sleep and stop bothering her with messages."

After saying that, Faker quickly turned his head back to stare at his computer screen, as if his outrageous translation just now came from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, I see—" Xiao Yan put his phone away, looking as if he had just realized something. "It seems that Korean facial expression culture is quite different from China's. That smiley face actually means sarcasm? That scared me to death. I thought she was praising me."

"Yeah, cultural differences." Faker stared at the screen, mechanically last-hitting minions, not even knowing who he was actually fighting. "I should contact her less in the future to avoid misunderstandings and affecting the team's image."

"I understand, thank you for your guidance, Sang-hyeok."

Xiao Yan suppressed a laugh that was almost causing him internal injury, and slid back to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, he saw WoIf and Peanut lying on the table next to him, their shoulders shaking violently and their faces buried in their arms, clearly laughing so hard they were about to pass out.

Wolf quietly raised his head, his face flushed, and gave Xiao Yan a thumbs-up, mouthing, "Are you a devil?"

Xiao Yan shrugged and gave him an innocent look.

A new ranked match began, and as the game started, a smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face.

because----

Just as it began, that long-lost and pleasant synthesized mechanical voice suddenly rang in my mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have successfully inflicted critical-level mental damage on "Faker"!]

[Damage source: Eun-jung's "heart" critical hit.]

[Rewards being processed]

Xiao Yan's eyes lit up. This commotion was much bigger than sneaking a drink of cola! Sure enough, Eun-jung was Lee Sang-hyeok's eternal pain, the nuclear weapon to break through the Great Demon King's psychological defenses!

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the entry: God-level Hand-Eye Coordination!]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the following item: Hero Proficiency Card x3]

[Hand-eye coordination: You will possess eagle-like capturing abilities, allowing your brain to instantly process screen details without causing dizziness when rapidly switching screens to acquire information.]

Xiao Yan felt a cool breeze instantly wash over his eyes and brain, and the slight dryness he had felt from staring at the screen for so long vanished without a trace.

The world seemed to become clearer, and he could see every single pixel on the screen.

He subconsciously pressed the F1 to F5 keys, mimicking Faker's signature "epilepsy-style screen switching".

Brush brush brush brush!

The camera jumped wildly between teammates' perspectives at an astonishing speed.

In the past, Xiao Yan would never have dared to do this, because he wouldn't be able to capture all the useful information. But now, those fleeting images were as clear in his mind as a stop-motion animation.

Peanut, the jungler, missed a kill; the giant raptor at the F6 camp was down to half health.

"This is amazing!" Xiao Yan was overjoyed.

With this ability, he can not only control the entire game like Faker, but also become more acute in team fights by accurately predicting the trajectory and animation of enemy skills. It's practically a god-tier skill tailor-made for "kiting" and "reaction time"!

As for the three proficiency cards, plus the one he already has, he can now upgrade any hero with a proficiency level of 95 to god-level.

His mastery of Varus, Caitlyn, and Tristana has reached 100, a god-level achievement. As for Kalista and Draven, they are only 95, and Vayne, Twitch, and Kog'Maw are barely 90. This is still thanks to his solid base stats, plus the experience boost from those three god-level heroes that brought him to this level of mastery.

Xiao Yan looked at Faker, who was still pretending to be calm, with a smug look on his face, and a bold idea popped into his mind: Since Eun-jung is so effective, should we use her to provoke Sang-hyuk more often in the future?