Chapter 479: Whatever

Relying on Mystic's intermittent study—three days fishing, two days drying nets—his Chinese after a few months is naturally insufficient to support him delivering a full-length discourse in Chinese.

So after saying the opening one or two sentences, Mystic still had to switch to Korean to express his view. Of course, there was a translator among the entourage, who conveyed his words fully to everyone.

Mystic's point was basically that he doesn't understand why, although his laning with Ben is superior to VG's Sima Laozei plus Xiao Duan, the bottom lane keeps blowing up—is this due to pick selection or tactical issues?

Mystic believes that if WE still has the will to win against VG now, the first problem to solve is this.

In other words, Mystic doesn't think that the bottom lane blowing up twice is his fault.

As a Korean aid coach, Homme can understand without translation, so he grasps Mystic's intended meaning more accurately—but that also makes things harder for him.

After hearing Mystic's statement, Homme, looking slightly troubled, rubbed his face and then began blinking hard.

Under the gaze of Boss Sky and others, Homme knew he had to say something; after a moment's thought, he responded to Mystic's question.

Of course, Homme spoke in Korean:

"It's like this: in the first two games I gave the bottom lane a relatively strong combination, indeed hoping you could achieve a suppressive effect. Of course, not achieving that effect isn't your fault—it's my tactical preparation falling short, and I didn't expect them to pick a hero like Green Steel Shadow for the jungle, plus I made many misjudgments about them; these are all my mistakes, indeed I didn't do my job well..."

Homme is actually a person with high emotional intelligence; with the boss present, he clearly knows he shouldn't shift blame, but rather should proactively take the blame onto himself, which will make the boss think more highly of him.

At this point Homme simply blamed the bottom lane's loss on himself, although he actually knows exactly why the bottom lane collapsed.

In the first game, the female sniper was repeatedly caught by Green Steel Shadow from level two, leading to frequent collapses and eventually a total collapse; perhaps this could be blamed on Homme, as his tactical preparation was insufficient and his study of VG inadequate, causing a misjudgment of the opening strategy against Green Steel Shadow.

However, the bottom lane's collapse in the second game was entirely the bottom lane's own fault, and mainly Mystic's fault.

Homme actually knows these details very well; if it were normal times, he would certainly point them out, explaining each detail to Mystic so that Mystic at least knows how he collapsed, hoping to avoid repeating the mistake in later matches.

However, Homme did not say anything at this time.

Because Homme already understood that after losing this game, WE had no chance to beat VG. Both games were speed-run in twenty-eight minutes; midway there was a period when it seemed WE could trade blows with VG despite being behind, but that was only because VG was too clear-headed, knowing what to do when they couldn't one-shot WE, quietly snowballing power; due to their very smooth operation, they appeared low-key and hard to notice, so for WE that period was like boiling a frog in warm water—unaware even at death's door, still thinking the situation was okay. This fact reflects a huge gap in hard power between the sides. Homme, watching the two games from backstage, now clearly realized this and no longer harbored illusions.

In short, Homme finally gave up.

Then why not let Mystic play however he wants in the next game?

Homme's mindset now is that since the outcome is already decided, there's nothing to say; it can wait for the review. For now, naturally he first maintains his image in front of the boss—actively taking the blame actually earns more trust.

After all, everyone is selfish, and Homme is no exception.

Meanwhile, in VG's resting room across the way, everyone had already started discussing where to go for a celebration party later, the atmosphere being very lively.

Gao Jun sat to the side with a smile, listening to the lively discussion for a while, then finally spoke up to suggest:

"I think we can discuss it for now, but the final decision should wait until we meet with the boss, right?"

Everyone naturally had no objections.

……

After a few minutes, the players from both sides went back on stage.

The commentators stopped idle chatter and brought the topic back to the ongoing match.

"In the previous game WE picked a lineup with far too many cores, but looking at the post-match data I found their combined core damage was less than that of a single rat, showing that sometimes more cores aren't necessarily better—what matters is quality!"

"Yeah, actually WE's damage was still dealt, but most of it was blocked by shields, so the damage shown for their few players looks especially low."

"Huh?"

Wawa didn't understand Miller's meaning and froze for a moment.

Miller, knowing his old partner well, realized he didn't grasp certain mechanics at all, so he added:

"As everyone knows, damage absorbed by shields isn't counted in the game's damage statistics, and we can see that in VG's lineup from the previous game, actually four people have shield abilities. Green Steel Shadow has the passive adaptive armor, Mang Seng has Iron Cloth, and Lulu and Karma need no explanation—they're two of the top advocates of the shield meta. Right, that's kind of scary—if we play this game, how much damage will WE get blocked by all those shields? So the low damage is understandable; it's not that their damage is truly low, but that it's being soaked up by shields."

"Oh~~~ I see now!"

Wawa suddenly understood.

Not long after, the BP screen appeared on the big screen on site.

The venue stirred again, but most of the noise came from VG fans, while WE fans mostly remained silent.

They had cheered, the volume so loud that even backstage believers in WE could hear it; as supporters, the 60e had done their utmost, so the final outcome could only be left to the players.

Moreover, some of the more level-headed 60e had already braced themselves psychologically for WE losing 0-3.