Former world champion Lu Ziang fell from the altar after a fatal operating error. He was kicked out of the first team and bounced around in the secondary leagues, and in the end even the secondary leagues no longer needed him. He died in an Internet cafe late at night, with cold instant noodles in front of him. On the screen was a video of the game that ruined his reputation five years ago, and all the comments read "Unknown in his later years."
When he opened his eyes again, he was nineteen years old, sitting on the bench of the minor league, covered in cold sweat. A cold system prompt popped up in my mind: [The regret value collection system has been bound. Detection that the host has completed "awakening": Regret value +1. Currently redeemable rewards: peak hand speed (duration: one game), consuming 10 regret points.
He began playing the game in silence. In the first game, he used operations beyond the limits of human reaction to suppress the opposing jungler throughout the game. The barrage is full of question marks. In the second game, he used his mind-reading consciousness to predict every wave of gank by the opponent, and won the MVP with zero deaths. In the third game, he led the team to complete the longest winning streak in the history of the minor leagues, and some people began to mention his name again.
Managers from major teams began to contact him privately. His old club who abandoned him in his previous life also sent people. Lu Ziang agreed to no one. He just glanced at Su Xiaoxiao sitting in the corner - the only person who didn't give up on him when he was at his lowest in his previous life, who was quietly holding a stack of new data analysis reports waiting for him.
"Xiao Xiao, we are not going to the secondary league this time. We are going to the World Championship."
