Why won't you let me go?!

Inside the training room, the light seemed to become thick and heavy for a moment.

Lin Xiu and the team doctor, one on each side, half-lifted and half-carried Faker onto the leather sofa next to them.

Faker was now as limp as a lump of mud, his black-rimmed glasses askew on his nose, unable to hide his pupils that were trembling with extreme terror.

"Ah Shui, don't take it to heart. He has a special constitution and is prone to hypoglycemia."

"When I first came to EDG for the interview, there was a time exactly the same as now."

Lin Xiu took the fruit candy from the team doctor and stuffed it into Faker's mouth, while turning to comfort Yu Wenbo, who was so embarrassed he wanted to dig a hole in the floor with his toes.

Jackcylove scratched the back of his head, his stubbornness tinged with a hint of confusion:

"It's alright, it's alright, just take care of yourself, just take care of yourself."

Ning, arms crossed, looked at Faker on the sofa and chuckled.

"Awesome."

"Dude, with your physique, you should bring a lot of bananas before the match, otherwise you'll just pass out on the field after a full BO5."

"Will we still be able to play scrims later?"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, some joking, some worried, Faker's consciousness completely detached from the training room.

Why? First it was Uzi, and now it's Jackylove!

Why does this genius AD keep bothering me?

Faker thought bitterly as the fructose slowly melted on his tongue, its cloying sweetness strangely triggering memories from the simulation.

Is this fructose with the flavor of rock sugar pear?

Faker recalled the year Jackylove debuted, an era known as Ragnarok.

That was the harsh winter of S8, when all of humanity was witnessing a fat guy named Uzi ascend to godhood.

"Uzi has already earned his fourth star, with champions like Twitch, Vayne, and Kog'Maw. Which champion will he choose for his championship skin this year?"

"The rookie season in S3, the return to the top in S5, the miraculous comeback in S7, and the golden road in S8,"

"The greatness of GOAT needs no further explanation!"

However, the downfall of a god often stems from his greatest love of sweetness.

Because of his long-term consumption of Master Kong rock sugar pear soup, coupled with his relentless high-intensity training day and night, the four-time champion's blood sugar levels had already triggered a death alarm.

Before the start of the S9 Spring Split, Uzi wanted to retire and recuperate before returning to the game, and RNG temporarily agreed.

However, after RNG's dismal performance in the S9 Spring Split, they almost forced Uzi, who was still recovering, to return to the game to save the day.

This legendary AD carry, who debuted in the same year as him but dominated his entire career, leaving him constantly in his shadow,

Faker remembers many, many moments about him, but this is the most memorable.

In the late-night livestream, Uzi faced millions of viewers, his voice hoarse and bewildered:

"Brothers, I debuted at sixteen, won the championship in my first year in S3, won the championship in S5, and won back-to-back championships in S7 and S8."

"I've won four championships already, but I'm really tired. Will winning a championship really keep me happy forever?"

Communication ultimately broke down. Uzi refused to return to the game against his will and announced that he would no longer play for RNG. RNG immediately revealed its cruel capitalist nature.

They used the contract to block all of Uzi's transfer possibilities, forcing him to watch the games from home from then on, and he retired in disappointment just six months after reaching his peak.

However, God punished them, and from that day on, RNG never touched a championship trophy again.

With both Clearlove and Uzi retiring, IG miraculously won the S9 championship trophy that year under the extremely chaotic yet extremely lucky management of a manager named Su Xiaoluo.

But what IG was met with was a barrage of insults from the entire LPL.

"This kind of champion doesn't deserve to represent the LPL!"

"Two Korean players in the center position led three Chinese players to victory. What kind of victory is that?"

"Since when have our LPL's two carries started relying on LCK's discarded players to carry the team?"

"We in the LCK have always used Chinese players as the carry, you've gone too far!"

The public opinion environment at the time was extreme and distorted, because Rookie and TheShy played too important roles in IG.

This led many fans who believed in "pure blood" to strip IG of their championship title.

They can accept defeat, but they cannot accept victory brought by foreign aid.

It was amidst that controversy surrounding Korean players using boosting services that Jackeylove, who won a championship in his debut year with IG, rejected IG's exorbitant contract renewal offer.

"If you think that the Korean duo is the soul of IG, then I will prove that an all-Chinese team can also reclaim the glory that belongs to the Chinese people."

"I will make history!"

"I can say with certainty that S9 is definitely not my only chance in this lifetime!"

"It is our inescapable duty to revive the glory of an all-Chinese team!"

Jackeylove left alone and joined the then little-known TES.

From then on, League of Legends officially entered the Yu Wenbo era.

From S10 to S15, in six years, the young man who claimed to revive the glory of the all-Chinese team wrote an unprecedented legend in the S-series tournaments held around the world.

Five titles in six years! Aside from the occasional slip-up, Jackeylove is like a sharp blade that will never break.

He flashed forward time and time again, piercing through all of LCK's defenses.

Ultimately, he surpassed Uzi to become the undisputed GOAT of League of Legends.

Uzi, on the other hand, can only become the executive vice GOAT.

"Well……"

Faker on the sofa jerked violently, letting out a heavy gasp.

The sweetness of the pear candy had faded, replaced by a bitter medicinal taste.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his vision gradually focusing through the blur, finally settling on the face of Yu Wenbo, who was bending over and curiously examining him.

Reality and memory overlapped in an extremely terrifying way at this moment.

The boy in front of me was very thin, quite different from the chubby-faced boy I remembered.

Although IG's team uniforms are loose and not very form-fitting, they still look great!

He's a very handsome young man.

But in Faker's eyes, that was the devil who relentlessly pursued him year after year, whom he would fight every time he saw him!

"Dude, you're awake?"

Yu Wenbo felt a chill run down his spine under Faker's almost ghostly gaze, and awkwardly withdrew his hand.

"If you don't wake up soon, we're all ready to call 120 (emergency services) and maybe even do a live stream to commemorate the FMVP and make some money."

Lin Xiu also came over, and seeing Faker's distraught appearance, he could roughly guess what had happened.

He could probably guess that Faker had been thoroughly tormented by Jackeylove in the simulation.

Faker propped himself up on the sofa, his forehead dripping with sweat, a few strands of hair clinging to his forehead. He trembled as he reached out and pushed up his precariously drooping black-rimmed glasses.

"Yu... Wenbo." Faker's teeth chattered as he uttered the name.

"Yes, it's me!"

When Jackeylove heard Faker call his name, he moved his face even closer.

Faker quickly backed away, his whole body trembling like a leaf.

Why won't you let me go?!