Chapter 590: I, Score, on equal footing!

Score's gaze swept over the minimap, the brainstorm continuing.

At this moment, in Summoner's Rift, both sides still maintained the lane-swap state with the duo in top lane and the top laner in bottom lane.

And the third round of buffs had already respawned.

Normally, at this point, if KT wanted to avoid being counter-invaded on their red buff by the fat male gun despite a huge disadvantage, the optimal buff distribution would be:

In Shang Ban Qu, support Mata would help Pawn's Ryze take the blue buff, or Mata would ward well and let Pawn go take the blue alone. Although Pawn was behind in development, it was already about thirteen minutes; Ryze, at least a solo lane core champion, could take a blue buff alone without much pressure.

In the lower half area, Score would come over to take the red buff; to avoid being caught solo by Graves, Score also had to let Smeb move closer to Ye Qu to provide cover.

This was the most reasonable way to handle it.

Score could think of that; could the enemy jungler think of it too?

Without a doubt, Firrrrrre could definitely think of it.

What would Firrrrrre do?

He...

Would...

How...

do?

Score detached himself from the match, as if his soul were leaving his body, his viewpoint rising to an extremely high position.

Then he finally saw clearly.

Under the player cam, Score, who had been expressionless, slowly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.

That shaft of light piercing the darkness was grasped by him.

He had an epiphany; he had completely come to his senses!

Although Firrrrrre's style varied, he was essentially a carnivorous jungler; when he had an advantage, he would play even more aggressively, relentlessly attacking until the enemy had no hope of a comeback, only then would he sheath his fangs.

It was precisely due to Firrrrrre's influence that VG was rated as the world's most aggressive team, even becoming the team with the shortest average match length across all regions in the spring season—Firrrrre's aggression was simply too terrifying.

So returning to that question, given the circumstances, at this very moment, what would Firrrrrre do? Once the train of thought found the correct direction, the answer became obvious.

—He would attack!

Firrrrrre would definitely invade!

Shang Ban Qu had Galio and Ryze, and VG's duo had no advantage, so Graves invading Shang Ban Qu would gain nothing; therefore he would certainly come to invade the lower half area, also to continue suppressing Green Steel Shadow.

Given Graves' current development and Firrrrrre's confidence in his own mechanics, he might even have prepared for a 1v2.

And the most frightening part is that Firrrrrre truly possesses such strength!

If Score really followed the "optimal decision" to go to the lower half area and take the red buff, it would be equivalent to actively walking into Firrrrrre's hunting ground; if he brought Smeb along, it could even give Firrrrrre a double kill.

By then, I would once again become the background filler in the highlight reel, while achieving Firrrrrre's reputation as the "World's No. 1 Jungler"!

Exactly, exactly, that's how it is!

This is the mindset of a top-tier powerhouse!

At this moment, Score emerged from the brainstorm, radiating renewed vitality inside and out. He opened the door to a new world, his heart filled with boundless joy.

Is this what it feels like to be a top-tier powerhouse?

Indeed, it's indescribably wonderful…

Firrrrrre, now I am on the same level as you!

Score took a deep breath, confidently controlling his Mang Seng as he descended from high ground and headed straight for Shang Ban Qu!

Firrrrrre thought he would go to the lower half area to farm red, guessing he was waiting somewhere in the dark grass there at this very moment. But he had an epiphany!

He would do the opposite!

Score communicated with Smeb, having him clear the lane and then head to the jungle, feigning to come over to cover Score while he took the red buff.

This was a deliberate feint to confuse the opponent, meant to hide Score's true intention to go in for the kill.

Score ran toward the top lane while enjoying the feeling of sparring with a strong opponent on the mental plane.

Is this the duel between top-tier powerhouses?

Indeed, it's indescribably wonderful… ah no, I seem to be getting a bit pleased with myself.

This won't do; experts must have the bearing of experts!

Thus Score instantly restrained his smile and put on that cold expression.

On the top lane side, both sides had already lost a tower; since there were no defensive towers protecting their rear, neither duo would continue to linger in lane.

Moreover, as equipment levels rose, both sides' wave-clear speed became very fast; the duos would only meet for the two or three seconds when the wave first clashed, basically just exchanging a quick hit, each unleashing a combo, clearing the wave in a few seconds before pulling back.

What Score needed to seize was just those few seconds.

He trailed far behind a wave, came to the top lane, and directed the duo to push the wave forward.

The clear speed of Varus + Galio was unmatched by Ashe + Gragas, so there was no doubt the red side minions were wiped clean; the remaining blue side minions naturally advanced, and VG's duo, lacking minion cover, naturally retreated.

Thus VG lost vision of half the top lane.

Score then, at that moment, slipped from behind the duo into the side grass, while also communicating with Deft and Mata. As he talked with his teammates, Score once again felt the satisfaction of having the situation under control; every word was full of confidence, whether it was Deft or mata, none had any objection to his commands, clearly they were fully convinced of him.

Score knew he had attained elevation; from now on, KT would be entirely under his command, and he as captain would become the team's true spiritual pillar.

Under Score's direction, mata began walking toward the river, while at the same time Pawn's Ryze disappeared from mid lane, the two going to take the blue buff.

Meanwhile, Deft's Varus retreated a few steps, and after leaving VG duo's vision, he instead turned into the brush, crouching silently at one end of the brush alongside Score's Mang Seng, waiting for the moment to strike.

Now, Score had become a top-tier hunter, silently waiting for the prey to bite.

His mindset was calm, not rushed or anxious; everything was under his control.