The Hated Top Laner Is a Superstar [Esports]

[Next up: "Playing God [Infinite]," blurb at the bottom.]

The top lane has always been a lonely place. Unlike the bottom lane, where you can play mahjong anytime, or the middle lane, where you can play poker now and then...

The genius top laner Ye Yichen was forced by circumstances to join a cannon-fodder team. Who could have guessed that he'd be shoved into the scapegoat position in his debut match?

The enemy mid and jungle ganked top while his own mid and jungle wandered around. The enemy mid, jungle, and support tower-dived top, while his own mid, jungle, and support happily wandered around.

The cannon-fodder team ranked last in the league, and the top lane became the worst of the worst. After the match, the damage he had taken was a whopping 88,000, the highest of any top laner in the league. He became a famous new meme: "League Orphan Ye Eighty-Eight Thousand."

The cannon-fodder team disbanded as expected, and Ye Yichen landed on the blacklist of every major team in the league.

He retired as soon as he went pro.

YJY team captain and the league's top jungler, Yi Jingyan, led his team to victory in the same tournament. During the celebratory livestream, he volunteered for a dare and paid for his enthusiasm: he was forced to yell "Wifey!" at an unfamiliar female account.

Ye Yichen, who was playing on the female account for someone else: "?"

When the new season began, a certain someone brought the top laner "Wifey" he'd picked up to the arena. "Wifey" dominated the game and finished with an impressive score. His damage total was 88,000.

The league's haters were stunned. The "League Orphan Ye Eighty-Eight Thousand" was actually the "League Daddy Ye Eighty-Eight Thousand."

After the match:

The "Kua Fu"-type AD carry: "Godfather, if you don't mind, I'd be honored to join your school."

The "So Delicious"-type mid laner: "Only our team can have two daddies."

The mother-hen-type support: "Daddy, your godson is angry. You'd better go comfort him."

League jungle king Yi Jingyan confidently concluded, "As expected, she's my destined wife."

Furious Ye Yichen: "Calling me your wife behind my back is one thing, but why were you shouting it loud enough for the whole stadium to hear during the match?!"

On the surface, an esports dragon-pride champion; actually, a henpecked extroverted jungle king seme X a clear-headed introverted top laner uke

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"Playing God [Infinite]"

Mu Yiling entered a dungeon.

The captain had ulterior motives, his teammates looked hostile, and his partner was lazy: every last one was a debuff. After finally clearing the dungeon as MVP, Mu Yiling received an honor reward from the dungeon: a piece of wood.

Of course, it wasn't just any piece of wood. It was rotten wood.

The rotten wood said nothing and simply followed him around. Wherever Mu Yiling went, it followed.

His partner asked curiously, "What can this piece of wood do?"

Mu Yiling replied kindly, "You should ask what it can't do. I'll tell you: rotten wood can't be carved into flowers! I've got more and more dead weight. We'll die in the next dungeon."

The very next day, the rotten wood carved him a flower, trying to prove it could be useful after all.

Mu Yiling propped his chin on his hand and looked the rotten wood up and down. Narrowing his eyes, he said, "Well, I have to admit, the rotten wood looks pretty good. If all else fails, it would make a great bed warmer."

The next day, the rotten wood really did... set itself on fire.

(An attacker who smells like a wife, doesn't look like a wife, and hasn't been tasted yet X a uke who talks tough but is soft-hearted and brings his misfortune on himself)

The Huiming Holiday Hotel had an excellent location on the outskirts of Xiaocheng, nestled between mountains and water with beautiful scenery. On the surface, it looked like an ordinary vacation hotel, but it was a place where the world's extraordinary people vanished without a trace.

The hotel had only eight above-ground floors, making it easy to overlook among the city's skyscrapers. But the elevator showed that the hotel also had a basement level marked negative 100 (-100).

In other words, the hotel had 108 floors in all, 100 of them underground.

Guests signed a life-or-death contract at check-in, and even their appearance or lifespan could be used to pay the deposit.

Some said the hotel contained countless riches and jewels. After all, someone who had made it out alive had become the richest person in the country.

Others said it was full of incredible luck. Those who left won the grand prize whenever they bought a lottery ticket, and their instant noodles always came with two packets of seasoning.

But most people came back missing limbs, or didn't come back at all.

People had no idea what had happened to them inside. They only knew of the hotel's three universally acknowledged iron rules.

"Those who leave without taking anything from the hotel lose all their memories of it."

"Those who take something away keep their lips sealed and never speak of their experiences."

"Out of a thousand, only a handful survive; out of ten thousand, not one escapes unharmed."

Even so, countless people came here, hoping to get rich overnight or driven by some obsession. And the hotel, with its mere eight floors above ground, never seemed to be full.

Mu Yiling came to the hotel too. This was his second visit.

He had no memory of the hotel at all. He only knew that three years ago, he arrived in March and left in June. On the day he walked out, the sun was shining brightly at the hotel entrance, so bright it hurt his eyes. The 108 days in between were a complete blank.

But Mu Yiling had a strange feeling: it wasn't that he'd taken something away. He'd left something behind.

Inside the hotel, was there a god filled with humanity, or a human filled only with divinity?

Theme: Life means moving forward without fear, and so does love.