Ceng Rui spent the next twenty minutes waiting to board the plane, competing with the Mini Hamster game in his hand.
However, the difficulty of Nightmare Mode was still too cruel for a support player like him.
Seeing Ceng Rui fall below the four-minute mark time and time again, the gopher that popped out of its hole looked like it was mocking the challenger's incompetence. Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little sorry for his teammate.
"It's fine. Take it slow.
You'll definitely improve if you keep practicing. "
Beside him, Tang Bingyao had just finished a Nightmare Mode challenge. The screen in her hand showed that she had completed more than six minutes. She leaned over to look at Ceng Rui's score and commented bluntly,
"Ceng, your hand speed is really slow."
Tang Bingyao's words were spoken without much thought.
Ceng Rui once again suffered a heavy blow.
Ceng Rui bitterly smiled.
"You guys can't compare me to Tang Tang …"
Out of the five positions in League of Legends, the support player was the one with the lowest hand speed requirements. After all, you didn't need to be fast to provide vision. Finishing off attacks was the job of the AD.
But then again, if you wanted to become a truly outstanding support player, your reaction speed and hand speed were two crucial aspects that you couldn't do without.
After all, when you ran into the enemy jungler in the bottom lane, your reaction speed and hand speed were crucial.
The speed of one's reaction and evasion, as well as the decisiveness of one's evasive maneuvers, would determine whether or not one would give the opponent a 300 RMB head.
More importantly, when a match entered the middle and late stages, the support, who had the responsibility of providing vision, would always have to stand at the forefront of his own team's formation. He would have to bear the huge risk of being in the observation field, and he would also be the first target that the opponent would aim to kill. Without sufficient reaction speed, he would not even be able to provide vision for his teammates to ensure their safety, and he would not be able to fulfill his responsibilities as a support.
"That's why I need to practice!"
Ceng Rui took a deep breath. "I can't let myself be the weakest link and drag you guys down."
Tang Bingyao glanced at Ceng Rui. She felt sorry for her teammate.
"More than four minutes … it should be easy to achieve this result."
This was the first time she had played the Mini Gopher. After a few tries, she was able to reach five and a half minutes, sometimes even six minutes. She naturally couldn't understand Ceng Rui's performance.
Ceng Rui could only smile bitterly again.
In the face of such a talented companion, such sincere words really made people unable to get angry.
Lin Feng comforted him, "You don't need to compete with Tang Tang. Didn't Senior Number Three set the standard for you? You just need to raise it from four minutes to five minutes. For a support player, five minutes of hand speed is good enough. I heard from Senior Number Four that when Senior M from Korea challenged the Gopher Machine, his results weren't much better."
This was a gossip that few people knew about.
Ceng Rui could not help but feel excited.
"Even Senior M … is the same?"
Compared to the comforting words of his companions in front of him, there was no doubt that such a concrete example would give him more encouragement. After all, Senior M was more important to him than the new generation God of Assistance, Autum.
The idol-like existence.
Lin Feng nodded and frowned.
"Senior M's Nightmare Mode results back then …"
"It should be about seven minutes."
"Maybe not even a little."
The last sentence was hurriedly added by a certain someone out of worry.
But Ceng Rui was still dumbfounded. For the third time, a bitter smile appeared on his face. "S-seven minutes …"
Of course, if one were to refer to the hand speed standards of the top Legendary powerhouses of the previous generation, seven minutes of Nightmare Mode was indeed nothing, but that was only because the standard of reference was different.
Seven minutes of Nightmare Mode.
Just these results alone were already at a level that only the Seven Emperors could barely reach.
Ceng Rui remembered what the seniors had said to him before. They had promised to introduce him to M as long as he could reach five minutes and thirty seconds. Now that he thought about it … it was better to forget about it for now. With his current level, it would be a waste of time to introduce him to that senior. There was no way he would be able to meet their eyes.
"I'll just keep practicing."
Ceng Rui sighed.
… …
Even after everyone boarded the plane, Ceng Rui was still immersed in the Gopher Machine's Nightmare Mode.
Lin Feng, Li Shiyi, and Tang Bingyao were seated in the same row. Sitting in the middle, Lin Feng looked around and borrowed the Gopher Machine from Tang Bingyao, who was sitting by the window.
"I'm just playing."
Someone said to the girl when he took the hamster game console.
But even if he said it was just "playing."
A certain someone's achievements were enough to make any current top pro player feel ashamed of their inferiority.
Nightmare Mode, Round 1, 8 minutes and 11 seconds.
It was only because the stewardess came over and kindly reminded him to fasten his seatbelt that he was slightly distracted.
Round 2, 8 minutes and 47 seconds.
When the roar of the engine came from outside the cabin, the plane was about to take off. Lin Feng had just finished his third challenge.
9 minutes and 04 seconds.
Fortunately, Ceng Rui wasn't seated in the same row as Lin Feng and the others. If he had, he would've been so ashamed that he wanted to commit suicide.
Tang Bingyao, who was sitting next to Lin Feng, was the witness. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Feng with admiration.
"Lin Feng is so strong!"
Of course, he was strong.
Surviving eight minutes in Nightmare Mode was already a solid standard for the Yonkō (Four Emperors), and not every Yonkō (Four Emperors) could reach this level, not to mention a certain person's time of nine minutes and four seconds, which had already reached a shocking level.
Hearing Tang Bingyao's sincere praise, Lin Feng shook his head.
He couldn't help but think of a certain person.
Lin Feng took a deep breath.
"It's not enough."
The plane began to move, slowly turning towards the runway.
Lin Feng returned the Mini Gophers to Tang Bingyao. Just as he was about to lean back in his chair and rest, Li Shiyi's voice suddenly rang in his ear, "What's going on?
"Lin Feng!"
His voice was deep.
Lin Feng turned to look at Li Shiyi. "Hm?"
Li Shiyi's expression was grave as he handed his phone to Lin Feng.
"Take a look at this."
Lin Feng took the phone and looked at the screen. His eyelids twitched.
The first thing he saw was the homepage of a popular League of Legends forum. Thread after thread filled the entire page.
And the title of each thread …
Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
It was similar to what Ceng Rui had seen in the hotel buffet this morning.
But the situation seemed to be getting worse.
Li Shiyi's voice was heavy.
"Public opinion … seems to be growing."
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