Three years ago, he was an esports legend and its biggest joke.
Lin Yi, a legendary shot-caller and sniper, was set up by his club and branded a match-fixer, his reputation in tatters.
Three years later, he was holed up as an attendant at a run-down internet cafe when he unexpectedly gained a bizarre “cheat”: mind reading.
He could hear his opponents’ tactical plans.
He could hear the fears and desires deep in his teammates’ hearts.
He could also hear the dirtiest secrets in the hearts of those who had betrayed him.
So he started “picking people up.” He picked up a reckless entry fragger dismissed as a “team cancer,” a chubby support player mocked as a “mental wreck,” and a college girl who knew nothing about the game but had terrifyingly good instincts.
Everyone said he was crazy for picking up a bunch of useless rejects nobody wanted.
Only Lin Yi knew:
He could hear the fire in their hearts that hadn’t gone out yet.
“If the world has already sentenced you all to death, then come with me and tear up the verdict.”
