Chapter 110: How Can One Be Content Living Under Others for Long!

"What did you say? The Koreans want Jiaoyang too?"

"One hundred million?"

"Wait, let me convert that."

"What a joke, it's only 600,000."

"Liquid? Holy crap! It's already reached 600,000 Knife?"

"Wait a second, I'm going to find Jiaoyang."

Aqing had just finished watching the VG versus MVP match when An Wenxin's call came in.

Originally, she just wanted to tell Jiaoyang the interesting news that MVP was willing to pay a transfer fee of 100 million Korean Won.

After all, An Wenxin knew that Jiaoyang wouldn't consider 100 million Korean Won to be a large number, but Liquid's 600,000 Knife was different.

After all, Jiaoyang had not yet performed on the international CS stage, so for them to believe in his strength like this, Liquid must have made up their minds.

However, An Wenxin could not figure one thing out here—

Liquid's CS results were very good; they had just won an Intel S-Tier Tournament in Sydney, so why would they want to swap players?

This made absolutely no sense.

In the VG match room, Jiaoyang listened to what Aqing said without any emotional fluctuation and said calmly: "MATUMBAMAN is leaving."

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Aqing watched more Dota 2 matches, and MATUMBAMAN was one of the cornerstones of the team that Liquid hadn't changed since 2015. After Miracle- arrived, he was even able to flex between the 1 and 2 positions, which could be said to have produced many magical effects; VG now felt a bit like that too.

"How is that possible? Are you sure it's not Miracle- who's leaving?"

After all, ever since the recent Disney Major where VG beat Liquid 3:0, Miracle- had earned the nickname "Jordan's Little Jiaoyang," so such a replacement would be more normal.

"Miracle- is doing very well in the current Liquid; it's more likely that he kicked Matumba."

Jiaoyang recalled that when the Disney Major finals ended, Miracle- said to him alone—"You have studied us very thoroughly." Perhaps this wasn't just empty talk, but rather a form of recognition?

Especially the word "us," which clearly sounded more like something a team leader would say.

"They invited Jiaoyang in the name of their CS Division, but were actually covering up the fact that they were going to look for a new mid-laner?" An Wenxin didn't know Dota 2 players, but she roughly understood.

"After all, the Zhongdian Cup Major is only a month away! If this news was used to invite him in the name of Dota 2, it might affect the competition." Aqing suddenly realized.

"And by using the name of CS, they could say they just wanted to sign a new player and give him a chance to play."

"They are actually very anxious!"

"600,000 Knife is also better for misleading others. It breaks the price ceiling for international CS, creates momentum for Liquid to 'pay a thousand gold for a horse's bones,' and is close to the domestic Dota 2 price, making it likely to close the deal."

Although domestic Dota 2 professional players now easily command millions, this was also something that had been hyped up step by step.

It was completely different abroad; the average Dota 2 player's price capped out at 100,000 Knife, and CS: GO was slightly better, capping out at around 500,000 Knife.

Liquid being willing to put up 600,000 Knife showed great sincerity, both domestically and abroad.

"Their goal is Ti9!"

Aqing took a deep breath. Openly repairing the plank road while secretly marching to Chencang—Liquid really knew their stuff!

Too bad—

VG's goal was the same!

VG was now under his sole command, and in his eyes, Jiaoyang's transfer fee was equivalent to a breach-of-contract penalty.

The breach-of-contract penalty in the new contract he signed with Jiaoyang was 20 million.

Want to buy? Go ahead and buy.

Even from outside the door, the Tyloo club could hear the roar coming from the room—"Do you know what the higher-ups will think if you do this? Changing players privately without the club's consent is a violation! It's even a provocation!"

Seeing that BnTeT still wanted to say something, Zhou Xufeng pointed at the door and threw a stack of A4 paper out: "Say no more, get out!"

BnTeT didn't go to catch it, so the documents just fell to the floor, and he left the office in silence.

Outside the door, unexpectedly, there was still a young stranger standing there foolishly.

BnTeT took one look; he looked completely different from Jiaoyang, so he lost interest and walked away directly.

——

Knock, knock, knock—

Zhou Xufeng's anger had not yet subsided, and thinking it was BnTeT returning, he deliberately ignored it.

After all, he had just started managing personnel at Tyloo, and this BnTeT had dared to change players on the spot without consent, resulting in a 0:16 score that caused huge public opinion pressure and led to him being held accountable.

Most importantly, Freeman and Kaze were brought in by him; no one in all of Tyloo believed that Freeman's appearance had nothing to do with him.

Knock, knock, knock—

The knocking sound was slightly louder, but still very restrained.

Only then did Zhou Xufeng remember that BnTeT didn't knock when entering this office, so he said in a more gentle tone: "Come in."

The door opened, and a black-haired teenager with a bowl cut poked his head in; his timid appearance, combined with his pitiful height, made him look even more like a fool.

"Who are you?" Zhou Xufeng was very familiar with the club members, but he hadn't seen this face before.

"I'm Xiao Lü, ID: DANK1NG."

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Once DANK1NG said this, Zhou Xufeng immediately had an impression; this was a backup he had considered before he poached Kaze.

At the time, upon learning that Tyloo wanted to change their Sniper, he had looked for some potential domestic second or third-tier Snipers to curry favor.

If Kaze couldn't come, he could use him to make up the numbers and show his sincerity.

Now that Kaze had arrived, the Tyloo boss thought highly of his ability to poach players, which was why he handed over such an important position as team personnel management.

"Oh, oh, I remember now. Here for a trial, right?" Zhou Xufeng wasn't stupid enough to refuse directly; it was just a trial anyway, he could just say he didn't pass.

However, the process still had to be followed, otherwise, people would gossip.

DANK1NG learned that the invitation had indeed not expired, and his eyes brightened slightly—it was finally time to prove his strength today!

"Yes, I feel that I can produce better results at Tyloo than Kaze."

DANK1NG said this with sound reasoning, based on a comparison between his previous ladder matches against Jiaoyang and the situation of Tyloo being shut out yesterday.

He believed that what Tyloo needed was the explosive potential of a Sniper's marksmanship, rather than Kaze's style, which leaned toward stability.

Of course, all of the above conclusions were based on his ignorance of the fact that Jiaoyang's current strength was far beyond what it had been a month ago.

Zhou Xufeng narrowed his eyes; this kid was quite bold.

"Fine, I appreciate a young man with such sharp spirit like you. Let's go, we're heading to the Tyloo Training Room."

As they spoke, the two walked out of the office, leaving the document on the floor titled "Request to Replace Coach" ignored by everyone.

Even though he had already gained a brief understanding of Tyloo on the way, when he actually walked inside, DANK1NG couldn't help but exclaim—this was the club he had dreamed of!

The Training Room could be described in one word—huge!

The space here was about five times larger than what he had at his third-tier team, the facilities were more standard and complete, and the sponsors were all well-known, reputable big brands.

If he could enter such a club, his future would surely be bright, and it would be very prestigious to tell others about it.

"Kaze, stop practicing your aim for a moment, come over here." Zhou Xufeng shouted toward the most secluded corner.

Because there was no match, Kaze wasn't wearing noise-canceling headphones, so he heard clearly, put down his mouse, and walked over.

"Where did this kid come from?" Kaze's Chinese was not fluent.

DANK1NG was only 19 years old at this time, his face was youthful, and coupled with the fact that he was relatively short, it was normal for Kaze to mistake him for a child.

But DANK1NG didn't think so; he was 19, and Kaze was only 24, what was he putting on airs for?

"Whether I'm a kid or not, you'll find out in a moment." DANK1NG threw down a harsh threat first.

Zhou Xufeng smiled and said to Kaze: "He's here for a trial; play two rounds with him."

Since DANK1NG said he was stronger than Kaze, he would give him a chance to prove it.

Kaze was a bit puzzled, but he agreed nonetheless.

Could it be another genius youth?

Carrying this thought, his first solo match against DANK1NG began.

The 5E solo mode in 2019 was very simple: you just had to kill your opponent 16 times with any firearm to win. At first, Kaze didn't understand and clicked a few shots with an AK.

"Use a Sniper Rifle, Kaze." Zhou Xufeng reminded him.

He's here to trial for a Sniper? Kaze was even more confused—wouldn't that be stealing his position?

Although he was gentle by nature, he wouldn't easily let others step on his head, so he summoned his full focus.

The result—16:7.

Did I overthink it? Kaze breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he must be from the youth training team, 19 was just the right age.

Looking at DANK1NG's flushed face, Kaze comforted him: "It's quite normal that you can't beat me, keep practicing hard."

As soon as these words were spoken, DANK1NG was even more furious and shouted: "Again."

Kaze just assumed it was a kid being stubborn, so he agreed.

The second round—16:13.

Just as Kaze was thinking that he had gone easy to save the kid's face and should be able to coax him, and was turning around to go back to practice his aim—

DANK1NG, as if grabbing a life-saving straw, begged Zhou Xufeng: "I wasn't familiar with the equipment before, I just found my state, one more round, one more round and I can definitely win!"

Zhou Xufeng didn't understand the game, he only knew that it seemed DANK1NG really had a chance, so he said to Kaze: "Then let's do one more, a Bo5."

Kaze frowned at DANK1NG, as if looking at a brat.

He had already been feeling quite miserable lately; he came to Tyloo with no matches to play, the team atmosphere was very poor, and he had to share a room with Freeman every day at work.

This bit of alone time in the morning to practice his aim was his only solace, and yet someone was here causing trouble.

To put it bluntly, what did the youth training team have to do with him?!

In the third round, Kaze was even more serious than the first, unleashing his full strength.

The final score was 16:5.

"Are we done? If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."

This was said to Zhou Xufeng; the tone was not good, sounding more like an eviction order than a request.

Zhou Xufeng realized at once that Kaze had gone easy in the second round, sighed, and patted DANK1NG on the shoulder: "Let's go."

"..."

At this moment, tears shimmered in DANK1NG's eyes; he knew this was his last chance, so he grabbed Zhou Xufeng's hand tightly, refusing to leave no matter what.

"I beg you, let me play one more round!"

"Let me play one more round! I'll do anything!"

Zhou Xufeng was also somewhat helpless; this kid was a bit foolish, and one could tell just by looking that he hadn't been in society for long, not knowing that throwing a tantrum was useless in matters that relied on strength.

Seeing that DANK1NG was actually crying, Kaze was momentarily at a loss: "How about letting him go to the youth training team? His skill is fine for the youth team."

He cast a vote in favor of DANK1NG entering the Tyloo youth training team.

However, upon hearing this, DANK1NG stopped his tears.

He had been the big brother on a second-tier team for nearly three years; how could it make sense for him to only play for the youth team at Tyloo?

If he went, wouldn't he be beneath Kaze and Xccurate for the rest of his life?

A real man born between heaven and earth, how can he dwell under others for long!

In an instant, DANK1NG's Lu-surname bloodline awakened; he stood up and said indignantly: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully the young because they are poor!"

With that, he left alone.

Zhou Xufeng was stunned: "Has he lost his mind?"