Chapter 751
Leisurely Life
Su Mo got up quietly, washed up, and went into the kitchen.
He's not just a professional gamer who sits in front of a computer playing games. On the contrary, he's quite a good cook.
Wash the rice, cook the porridge, and chop some side dishes.
His movements were skillful and composed.
Half an hour later, the aroma of porridge filled the air.
Several girls also got up one after another.
"Wow, Chef Su is cooking for us today!" Luo Xin sniffed and excitedly ran to the dining table.
Everyone sat around the dining table, enjoying this rare peaceful morning.
"Brother Mo, what are the plans for today?" Xiaoyu asked while drinking her porridge.
"No. I'm resting at home," Su Mo said calmly.
After breakfast, the girls each found their own ways to have fun.
Luo Xin and Xiao Yu were watching a popular variety show with Xi Ran in the living room, occasionally bursting into laughter.
Lin Xuan was studying the script on the rocking chair on the balcony. Sunlight shone on her cool profile, making her look as beautiful as a painting.
Rita clung to Su Mo like a koala.
Su Mo sat in front of the computer in his study, intending to watch some replays of the new version of LCK matches.
Rita, dressed in cool hot pants and a tight T-shirt, squeezed into his large gaming chair and sat on his lap without any hesitation.
"Brother Mozi, stop watching the video and play a game with me for a while." Rita wrapped her arms around his neck, her peach blossom eyes full of coquettishness.
Feeling the amazing elasticity of his thighs and the lingering fragrance of perfume, Su Mo sighed helplessly, his hand holding the mouse pausing slightly.
"What are you going to do?"
"Take me for a couple of duo queue games on the Challenger tier! I want to reach Master." Rita excitedly leaned over and logged into her account on the computer.
As an official commentator, Rita's gaming skills are quite high, but in a region like the Chinese Super Server where top players compete, ranking up is still extremely difficult.
"Okay." Su Mo did not refuse.
He logged onto his alternate account and teamed up with Rita to join the queue.
In the first game, Su Mo chose an extremely unpopular top laner – Nunu & the Snowfield Twins.
"Huh? Brother Mozi, you're playing Nunu top lane? Is that even possible?" Rita asked, looking at the screen with some uncertainty. She was playing support Nami this game.
"Push the lane, roam." Su Mo only said four words.
Games start.
The opposing top laner was a pro player with Riven, the Exile. Seeing that Su Mo had picked Nunu, he played aggressively from the start, frequently using his Q skill to try and harass.
But Su Mo refused to fight him.
He learned the W skill, the biggest snowball in history, and started rolling a snowball right under the tower. Once the snowball got big, he smashed it into the minion wave.
A fully charged snowball, combined with a Q skill Devour, cleared out a wave of minions.
"That wave clearing speed..." Rita was stunned.
After clearing the lines, Su Mo's Nunu disappeared.
Three minutes later, a fight broke out in the mid lane. Their mid laner was ganked by the enemy jungler.
Just as the opposing mid and jungle were preparing to tower dive and secure a kill.
A huge snowball rolled out of the riverbed grass with a whooshing sound!
boom!
The snowball hit the opposing mid and jungle players precisely, and the high knock-up and slow effect instantly changed the course of the battle.
With the help of their mid-laner and Su Mo's follow-up damage, they easily secured a double kill.
"Awesome! This Nunu roams so fast!" their mid laner typed in amazement in the public chat.
For the next ten minutes, Su Mo's Nunu was like a ghost, using the high mobility of his W skill to roam wildly across the entire map.
After clearing the top lane, he appeared in the mid lane the next second; after helping the mid lane, he snowballed his attack and went to the bottom lane to tower dive.
The opposing Riven was farming at thin air in the top lane, while her teammates were suffering from a giant, unpredictable snowball.
After fifteen minutes, the opposing team completely lost their composure and surrendered.
"That was awesome! It feels so good to win without lifting a finger!" Rita looked at the victory screen and excitedly kissed Su Mo on the cheek.
The two played several more games, with Su Mo picking a series of astonishing heroes such as top lane Blitzcrank and top lane Anivia.
Without exception, they all won the game with overwhelming force.
"Brother Mozi, your hero pool is practically bottomless!" Rita looked at him with admiration.
Su Mo closed the game, glanced at the time, and realized it was almost noon.
"The game is just a tool. Once you understand the mechanics, any hero can win," he concluded calmly.
The apartment felt even more relaxed in the afternoon.
Lin Xuan got tired of reading the script and came to the study to find Su Mo.
"Teacher Su, would you like to practice your lines with me for a while?" She held the script in her hand, her eyes pleading.
Su Mo put down the tactical data in his hand and nodded.
Lin Xuan handed him a few pages of paper: "You're playing the male lead, and I just can't seem to get into character for these romantic scenes."
Su Mo took the script and glanced at it.
This is an extremely cheesy confession scene.
He frowned slightly, but still dutifully recited his lines.
His deep, magnetic voice, even when reciting these slightly awkward lines, possessed an irresistible charm.
As Lin Xuan listened, she became somewhat engrossed in the story.
Looking at the cold and profound man before her, a genuine affection welled up in her eyes.
"Su Mo..." She didn't read from the script, but gently called his name.
Su Mo raised his head and met her cold, clear eyes.
Lin Xuan suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lips.
The script quietly slipped to the ground.
The temperature in the study gradually rose.
The two only separated when they heard Yu Shuang calling them to eat from outside the door.
Lin Xuan blushed slightly, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and gave him a charmingly coquettish glare: "It's all your fault. I didn't even get my lines right, and you took advantage of me."
Su Mo reached out and tidied her stray hairs, a gentle smile on his lips: "Let's eat."
A wonderful holiday always seems too short.
On Monday morning, the EDG base returned to a state of intense preparation.
The regular season schedule is very intensive, with two to three high-intensity best-of-three matches almost every week.
But for EDG, which has SuMo, the regular season is like a long tour.
Whether facing LNG's Korean mid-jungle duo or TES's all-Chinese roster, EDG demonstrated breathtaking dominance.
In mid-July, the summer season regular season was more than halfway through.
EDG maintains its top position on the leaderboard with an impressive record of ten wins out of ten.
In these ten matches, Su Mo used a total of fifteen different top lane champions. From the conventional Fiora and Camille, to the unconventional Draven and Vayne, and then to the meta-appropriate Quesant and Ornn.
He demonstrated to the entire league through his actions that version of the game can never limit a true god.
July 20th.
EDG will face a highly anticipated match.
Their opponent is JDG, who are currently ranked second in the standings and also have a nine-game winning streak.
This duel, dubbed the "Battle of the Kings," attracted the attention of tens of millions of players across the internet.
It's not just because of the two teams' formidable strength, but also because JDG demonstrated a "four-protect-one ironclad formation" that was extremely effective against split-push strategies in last week's matches.
Facing this formidable opponent, Mingkai appeared exceptionally cautious in the pre-match meeting.
"JDG has been in such good form lately, especially Ruler and Missing in the bot lane. They've been dominating their lanes almost every game," Mingkai said, pointing to the tactical board. "And Sheer's resilience is amazing. If you give him a Sion or Ornn, he can practically survive. Then Kanavi is pouring all his resources into the bot lane." Abu pushed up his glasses: "With this kind of extreme protection-oriented lineup, if we force a split-push strategy, and they drag it into the late game, Ruler's ability to clean up will be devastating."
In the meeting room, the team members were somewhat silent. Everyone was well aware of Ruler's terrifying influence in the late game of this version.
Su Mo sat quietly in the corner, holding a thermos.
After listening to the coaching staff's analysis, he slowly put down his cup.
"If they want to drag the game into the late game and engage in team fights."
Su Mo raised his head, his deep eyes flashing with extreme confidence and sharpness. "Then we'll teach them what true team fight domination looks like."
July 20th, the day before the Battle of Tianwang Mountain.
The temperature in Shanghai has exceeded 35 degrees Celsius. In order to keep the team members in good condition in the hot weather, the EDG base has specially adjusted the training time, changing the high-intensity scrimmages in the afternoon to free ranked games and tactical simulations.
At 6 PM, Su Mo finished three high-ranking matches on the Canyon of the Gods and clocked out on time.
When he pushed open the keypad door of the river-view penthouse, he was greeted by a cool breeze and the faint aroma of stewed chicken soup.
"Brother Mozi is back!"
Luo Xin and Xiao Yu were sitting on the living room carpet, assembling a Lego set worth several thousand yuan. When they saw Su Mo, they immediately waved excitedly.
"Why are you back so early today? Didn't we have to play JDG tomorrow?" Xiaoyu asked curiously as she pressed a red building block onto the wall.
"Training is over." Su Mo changed into slippers and hung his peripheral bag on the coat rack in the entryway. "Mingkai said he needs to get enough sleep and won't be working overtime tonight."
He walked into the living room and glanced at the Lego set the two girls had half-assembled: "It's well done, but the color of the load-bearing column on the left is wrong, which will affect the subsequent structure."
Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, then looked down and carefully read the instruction manual. She immediately wailed, "Ah! I was wrong! This is the base! I have to take it apart and put it back together!"
Xiaoyu said with a bitter face, "Brother Mozi, that's a bit cruel. You could at least pretend you didn't see it."
Su Mo chuckled softly, offered no rebuttal, and headed straight for the kitchen.
In the open kitchen, Yu Shuang, wearing a beige cotton dress and an apron, carefully lifted the lid of a clay pot. The rich aroma of matsutake chicken soup instantly filled the entire space.
Hearing footsteps, she turned around, a gentle smile appearing in her eyes: "Go take a shower first, the soup will be ready soon. I specially asked the aunt to buy fresh matsutake mushrooms from the market today, to nourish you."
Su Mo stepped forward and naturally wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin gently on the crook of her neck.
"You've worked hard." His voice was low and tinged with weariness.
Although he never complains of being tired, the high-intensity professional competition over the years has taken a huge toll on his mental health. Only in this home, filled with the warmth of everyday life, can he shed that seemingly indestructible armor.
Feeling the warmth from his chest, Yu Shuang paused slightly in her hand holding the soup spoon, then leaned into his arms and said softly, "Knowing you have a tough battle tomorrow, the girls at home have been very well-behaved today, even keeping the TV volume very low. hope Ran is still in the study helping you organize JDG's recent ward placement data."
Hearing that hope Ran was in the study, Su Mo released Yu Shuang and walked to the end of the corridor.
The study door was half-open.
hope Ran, wearing blue light blocking glasses and a loose T-shirt, was intently watching the match replay on her computer screen, while a pen was scribbling something in a thick notebook. As an official LPL host, her understanding of the game might not be as deep as that of a professional coach, but she excelled at meticulous tasks like compiling data.
“When Kanavi is on the red side, he has a 70% chance of making invading wards in the first 15 minutes, and he prefers to do so in the river bushes in the upper half of the map…” she muttered to herself as she watched.
A large, bony hand suddenly reached out and gently pressed down on her pen.
hope Ran was startled. When she looked up and saw Su Mo, her tense face instantly broke into a bright smile.
"Brother Mozi! You're back!" She took off her glasses and rubbed her slightly sore eyes.
“The data base’s analysts have already done this, there’s no need for them to go through all that trouble.” Su Mo glanced at the densely written notes in the notebook and spoke gently.
"That's different." hope Ran stuck out her tongue a little shyly. "Analysts make their work for the whole team, but what I've compiled is specifically annotations based on your laning habits. I wanted to help you share the burden a little."
This clumsy yet sincere sentiment stirred a tender feeling in Su Mo's heart.
He reached out and ruffled her fluffy head. "Thank you. But now, it's time to go out for dinner."
The living room was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation during dinner time.
Rita, unusually, didn't drink alcohol tonight, instead obediently sipping chicken soup. She'll also be a special guest commentator for this crucial match tomorrow.
"Brother Mozi, what hero are you planning to use to teach 369 a lesson tomorrow?" Rita blinked her alluring peach blossom eyes, trying to extract some "insider information." "I heard that JDG practiced a top lane Heimerdinger for him to annoy people."
Su Mo took a sip of soup, his expression calm: "What kind of hero it is doesn't matter. As long as they dare to give up the lane, I can take down the tower."
"Wow, that's awesome!" Luo Xin gave a thumbs up from the side. "Xiao Yu and I will go to the event tomorrow to hold up a light board for you! We worked overnight to make a huge support sign that says 'Mo God goes to war, leaving no grass standing!'"
Su Mo shook his head helplessly; he was already used to the "fervor" of these girls.
After dinner, the girls cleaned up the dishes.
Su Mo sat on the sofa and picked up his phone to check tomorrow's match schedule.
Suddenly, a fragrant breeze wafted over.
Rita walked over wearing an extremely form-fitting black yoga outfit and carrying a massage gun. The yoga outfit perfectly outlined her graceful curves, especially her long, straight legs, which were dazzlingly white under the lights.
"Brother Mozi, I saw you massage your shoulders several times today, are they sore again?" Rita knelt on the sofa next to him, her eyes revealing a hint of sly concern.
Su Mo did not deny it. Maintaining one posture for a long time while playing high-ranking matches did indeed cause some stiffness in the muscles of the neck and shoulders.
"Lie down, let me personally help you relax." Rita patted the sofa.
Su Mo obediently lay down on the large leather sofa.
Rita straddled his waist and hips, turned on the massage gun, adjusted it to a comfortable setting, and began to massage his shoulders, neck, and back.
Although her movements were somewhat clumsy, her strength was very gentle. The vibration of the fascia gun, combined with the occasional touch of her fingertips, brought waves of tingling comfort.
"Are you feeling pressured playing JDG tomorrow?" Rita asked, leaning down as she massaged him, her warm breath brushing against his ear.
"No." Su Mo's voice sounded a little hoarse from the vibration.
“I knew it.” Rita chuckled softly, her fingers tracing a subtle path down his spine, her tone becoming somewhat seductive. “So, if we win tomorrow, is there any special reward for me?”
Su Mo turned his head slightly, his deep eyes looking at her in the dim light.
What reward do you want?
Rita's eyes lit up, and she was about to make some "excessive" demands.
"Cough cough!"
Yu Shuang, carrying a plate of sliced watermelon, appeared in the living room at just the right moment, looking at the extremely ambiguous posture on the sofa with a half-smile.
"Rita, your massage gun is almost touching Su Mo's lumbar spine. That's a professional athlete's Achilles' heel. Be careful." Yu Shuang slammed the fruit plate down on the coffee table, her tone carrying a hint of warning.
Rita pouted, reluctantly put away the massage gun, and climbed off Su Mo: "I know, I know, Sister Yu, you're just biased. I massaged it very carefully."
Xiran and Xiaoyu hid in the corner of the corridor and chuckled.
Night was falling.
To ensure he was in good condition for tomorrow's match, Su Mo finished washing up early and returned to the master bedroom.
I had just lain down when the bedroom door was gently pushed open.
Yu Shuang, dressed in a burgundy silk nightgown, walked in carrying a glass of warm milk.
She placed the milk on the bedside table, lifted the covers, and lay down next to Su Mo very naturally, resting her head on his shoulder.
"Tomorrow will be a tough battle, so get some rest tonight. I won't bother you." Yu Shuang's voice was as gentle as if she were coaxing a child.
Su Mo pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her forehead and inhaling the faint scent of shampoo in her hair.
"I'm not tired," he said softly.
“I know you’re not tired. But you can be tired here.” Yu Shuang reached out and gently smoothed his slightly furrowed brows, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, filled with tenderness. “Everyone in the entire alliance thinks you’re an invincible god, but only we know how much you’ve sacrificed behind the scenes to maintain this state.”
Su Mo's heart skipped a beat.
In this cruel world of competition, only a few women would look beyond those glittering trophies and care about the old injury on his wrist and the weariness in his eyes.
He didn't say anything more, but simply tightened his arm around her waist.
On this peaceful summer night, there was no outside noise or the scheming on the field.
He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
The following day, July 20th.
The sky over Shanghai was overcast, as if a downpour was brewing.
The Hongqiao Performing Arts Center was already bustling with activity. Tickets for this match, dubbed the "battle of the titans" of the Summer Split, sold out within three seconds of going on sale.
Not only LPL fans, but also many retired professional players and data analysts from various clubs were watching from the screen early on.
At 4 PM, EDG's team bus slowly drove into the venue's underground parking garage. (End of Chapter)