Fateful Moment [Esports]

Apology Notice: While working on this story, I discovered a fatal flaw in the setting, and I still haven't come up with a solution that meets my expectations. I'm sorry. My ability simply isn't up to the standards I set for myself. I deserve to be criticized. I really love this story, but I don't have the ability to revise it right now. Maybe someday I'll start over from scratch. I hope that day comes. -2022.10 [Please bookmark my upcoming novel, The Heir to Human Culture [Interstellar]] Younger seme, cunning, submissive wolfdog seme x aloof, old-school godlike uke Origin, a full-dive game that overturned every notion of what an online game could be. Its exceptionally high degree of freedom and unique control engine let players develop their own skills. From the moment it launched, it took the world by storm. Its competitive scene was just as popular, rivaling traditional sports like soccer and basketball. Unfortunately, the domestic professional scene had fallen to rock bottom. This year, the national teams couldn't even make it through the continental qualifiers and were eliminated. Fans mocked them: "They ruled the world twenty years ago. Now they've gone down together with the soccer team next door!" An Chen was once a fan favorite in China's professional Origin scene, known by a host of titles: King of Crowd Control, the pinnacle of good looks, aloof dreamboat... Sadly, he retired in disgrace two years ago and vanished without a trace. Two years later, he returned, joining SNG, an obscure, bottom-tier team. The haters came out in force: "His old team kicked him out because the whole roster couldn't stand him, and now he's shamelessly here to ruin a new team?" "Oh, look, it's Chen, still trending. He's fallen this far? I've never even heard of this team." Just as he had two years ago, An Chen said nothing. He simply reposted the latest post from SNG's official account: Our goal is to become world champions. The haters immediately laughed as if it were New Year's: "That's hilarious. They can't even play at the level of the soccer team, yet they're talking about winning the World Cup!" The whole esports scene was filled with gleeful mockery. Then Chi Yang, ranked No. 1 in overall strength last season and also No. 1 in commercial value for the year, soon announced that he was transferring to SNG. The esports scene exploded. Under everyone's watchful eyes, Chi Yang reposted An Chen's post from his account with tens of millions of followers, adding one sentence: Captain, I look forward to learning from you. [Serious] [Solemn] The haters: "???" Who was this? Was this really Chi Yang, the unruly guy who loved making snide remarks, the one his fans said was a great guy, but just couldn't keep his mouth shut? The gawkers soon swelled into a vast crowd, mocking SNG as an "amateur outfit." But no one expected this bottom-tier team to carve its way through every obstacle and keep climbing, all the way to the summit. The night stretches endlessly. You are the brightest stars. * An Chen and Chi Yang had never crossed paths, and An Chen couldn't understand why the other man had transferred to his team. Then, when they met, Chi Yang's eyes lit up as he kept calling him "Brother Chen." An Chen: A polite junior. Later, An Chen discovered that the biggest spender and most generous customer during his time working anonymously as a gaming companion was Chi Yang. An Chen: So he was a customer. Later still, Chi Yang's first, second, third, and fourth secret identities as an An Chen fan were exposed one after another. An Chen: A cute little fan. Chi Yang became even more attentive and considerate. Looking at the other man's bright, adoring eyes, An Chen thought: A well-behaved puppy. Until one day, An Chen and Chi Yang lost a game of Truth or Dare and drew the punishment, "Kiss for five seconds right here." In the dim light, amid the crowd's cheers, An Chen hadn't even had time to react before the other man pinned him to the KTV sofa and kissed him fiercely. His body was strong and hot, holding An Chen down and refusing to let go... ? What happened to the cute little fan? The well-behaved puppy? A friendly note: The proper title of this story is The Fated Hour. It's a slow burn. - - - - -> Please bookmark my upcoming novel, The Heir to Human Culture [Interstellar]! Blurb: Wan Wei transmigrates into the Interstellar era, becoming a weakling with low combat power who was exiled by his family to a barren planet. The moment he sets foot on the unrecognizable planet, a beep sounds in his ear. [Genetic test passed. Congratulations, you are now bound to the Earth Human Culture System.] Wan Wei: ? [Promote the culture of Earth humanity and collect faith points.] [Beginner mission: Collect 1,000 faith points to receive 10 mental power points.] In the Interstellar era, humanity abandoned all spiritual civilization in order to survive, heading down a dead-end path of pursuing combat power. Ironically, mental power was the strongest ability of this era. Wan Wei: An easy one? Everyone thought that the weakling exiled to a barren planet couldn't possibly survive, until one day... A strange broadcast appeared on a streaming platform that had previously offered nothing but combat tutorials: [Turn on synchronized smell and taste to enjoy authentic Chinese cuisine from Earth!] Netizens: This can improve combat power? Clickbait! But... this is weird. Let's try it. Later: Youtiao, barbecue, hot pot... a full banquet of Manchu and Han dishes. "Boss Wan, when are you opening a branch on our planet? Don't make me get down on my knees and beg!" Another day, a strange content platform appeared online, with several articles recommended on its homepage: [I Became a Slacker in the Interstellar Era] [After Failing the Ability Assessment, I Resolutely Changed Careers] [I Rejected the Rat Race and Became a Winner in Life]... Netizens: This can improve combat power? Clickbait! But... this is weird. Let's try it. Later: Novels of every genre, poetry, classics... "I have a friend who's going to die tomorrow. His lifelong wish is to see the ending of this story before he leaves this world... So when's the next update?" Later still came music, opera, films, fashion, sports, pets, games, travel... Earth's human culture swept across the Interstellar era in a raging wave of enthusiasm. People across the stars gradually realized that their withered mental power was beginning to recover! Wan Wei's family, who had once abandoned him, were horrified to discover that his mental power had already surpassed the limits of their measuring instruments, standing unrivaled across the stars. Many years later, Wan Wei, entertainment tycoon, godfather of spiritual civilization: This is the best of times. * Ares suffered a fatal wound in a crucial battle. After emergency treatment, he was diagnosed as unable to return to the battlefield. All his glory vanished in an instant. He was cast aside on a barren planet, and from then on, Interstellar history remembered him only as "Ares, the God of War Marshal who once basked in glory." The now-useless Ares lived a bleak life until someone took him in. With a spirited gaze and a smile that could steal a soul, the man asked, "Want to work for me?" Theme: Never abandon what you love. Keep moving forward bravely.