Late that night, the last group of people from the LPL took a plane from Berlin and arrived in London.
When they left the airport, the staff from the UK office of the Telecommunications Industry Association had already arranged for a car to pick them up. Chu Fangnan, the vice president of the Shanghai Telecommunications Industry Association, had personally come to pick them up. The driver was a familiar face.
Lin Feng recognized the driver as soon as he got in the car.
"Brother Zhou?"
The driver turned around and smiled. It was Zhou Wei, the vice president of the UK Telecommunications Industry Association.
"Lin Feng, it's been a while."
"It's been a long journey."
Lin Feng scratched his head. "Ah … it's been alright. But it's a little troublesome to have you be the driver."
Zhou Wei laughed heartily. "It's mainly because the finals are coming up. The other staff members of the UK branch of the Telecommunications Industry Association have too many things to do. They don't have enough manpower. I'll temporarily replace them as a driver. It won't be a problem."
Next to him, Chu Fangnan also smiled and said,
"Yeah, it's been hard on everyone lately."
"But it's alright. We were a little busy this time, but we're still motivated and motivated. Seeing our own LPL team make it to the finals, it's not a big deal if we're a little tired physically."
Zhou Wei nodded his head in agreement.
"That's right. That's what our great president Chu said. You guys were playing in Berlin, so you don't know. Although our old brothers in the UK Telecommunications Industry Association couldn't go with you, they all stayed in front of the computer in the office to cheer you guys on during the semifinals."
"Tsk tsk, it was such a satisfying victory!"
"3-0, straight to the finals. How many years has it been since our LPL team was so domineering?"
Speaking of excitement, Zhou Wei couldn't help but beam with joy. He was clearly an old man in his thirties, but at this moment, when talking about God's victory in the competition, he was still in high spirits, completely behaving like a die-hard fanatic.
Indeed.
Compared to previous years, this year was really different for the staff of the foreign branches of the Telecommunications Association. In the past, they had to watch helplessly as their own LPL division teams were eliminated one after another in the finals. Then, they, the staff, would have to force themselves to work with a heavy heart. That feeling … was not something that outsiders could describe.
This time, they had personally witnessed Team God go from the group stage to the quarterfinals and then to the semifinals and semi-finals. They had cut their way through the group stage and swept away all the strong opponents. They had won almost every single battle and advanced to the finals in a domineering manner. They even had the faint hope of winning the World Championship trophy.
As a staff member of the Telecommunications Association, what was his greatest wish?
All this hard work, sweat, and hard work, wasn't it all for the sake of one day seeing their own division's team stand on the League of Legends eSports' highest honor podium and pick up the Summoner's Cup?
As long as this wish could be achieved, he would have no complaints no matter how hard and tiring it was.
Huangxue Nightsong rubbed his chin and sighed.
"Sigh …"
"It's true. Based on what you said, Brother Zhou, it wouldn't be right if we didn't train to our deaths tonight."
The other members of God were nodding their heads vigorously in agreement.
"That's right, that's right!"
"F * ck … I was dozing off on the plane just now, but now I'm not sleepy at all. I'm completely awake!"
"Let's do it when we get to the hotel!"
"No matter what, we can't let down the hopes of our brothers in the Telecommunications Association!"
Sometimes, it was just these ordinary little details that could give people the strength to lift their spirits.
For the members of Team God, they were well aware of the countless local players and fans who were cheering for them online, cheering for their victories, and worrying for their every match.
But not like now.
They had personally heard such heartfelt words from the mouth of Zhou Wei, the representative of the Telecommunications Association's UK branch.
They could clearly feel that their hard work and dedication, the victories and glory they had won, could directly affect the moods of those around them, and bring such an uplifting effect to these "comrades" who were working hard for the professional eSports industry.
On the other hand.
It was also a form of encouragement for the members of Team God.
"Alright, alright. There's no rush. We can talk about this later."
Chu Fangnan interrupted their conversation with a smile.
"Let's get on the bus.
"Let's head to the hotel."
… …
It was probably true that a short nap on the plane was enough for them to recover.
Now that they were off the plane and on the bus to the hotel, everyone's spirits were back.
One by one, they began to exchange and discuss the training plans and arrangements for tonight in high spirits. Some of them even began to plan the training programs that they would do for the next five days.
Last hits, lineups, tactical operations, and even the training method of "memorizing test points" that Senior Number Four had brought out a few days ago, which was close to pure theory but also extremely practical …
One by one.
All of them had to be carried out and completed in the next five days. Not a single one could be left out.
Lin Feng, Huangxue Nightsong, Morning Star, and the others sat in the back of the bus. Each of them had a mini Hamster game console. They hadn't started training at the hotel yet, but they could play a few rounds on the console on the bus to practice their hand speed.
After the finals, everyone had completely adapted to this kind of training method. Every day, after the actual combat training ended, they would play a few rounds of the game console before going to bed. It had almost become a habit. On the contrary, if they didn't fiddle with the game console for a few days, they would feel a little uncomfortable.
In Number Three's words, "It's a good thing that I've gotten used to it."
Lin Feng had just finished a Nightmare Mode challenge. He turned around to look at Morning Star, who was beside him, and saw the words "Game Over" appear on the screen of the latter's console.
The record time was set at 8 minutes 37 seconds.
Li Shiyi, who also leaned over to take a look, couldn't help but gasp.
"8 minutes 37?"
Then, he looked at Morning Star and exclaimed in admiration.
"This is faster than your previous record … by almost a minute, right?"
Yes.
Before the group stage of the finals, when they were still in Manchester, the three teams in the LPL had first come into contact with the Hamster game console. Each of them had tried to challenge it. At that time, Morning Star had consecutively played two rounds on Nightmare mode. His best result was 7 minutes 47 seconds.
That kind of result had almost exceeded the hand speed of the Seven Kings and was close to that of the Yonkō (Four Kings).
Now.
It had only been half a month since then.
Challenging Nightmare mode again, Morning Star's result had surpassed his previous record by a whole 50 seconds.
Furthermore —
He had even surpassed the original standard of the Yonkō realm's hand speed that everyone had discussed and decided upon, by more than a little.
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