Chapter 113: Lu Feng: Born weak. (2/2)
Lu Feng had only slept for three or four hours, but his energy levels were a hundred times better than Yuan Ze’s.
Lu Feng looked at him, “I can arrange my own transport.”
Yuan Ze was bad tempered first thing in the morning, “Get in the car.”
The car had a very low chassis, and the doors were low, making it very unfriendly to people with long legs.
Lu Feng’s legs really were long. After sitting down, he commented, “Your tastes are still so different.”
To Lu Feng, other than being flashy, it had nothing else going for it.
Yuan Ze: “……” If Laozi had as much money as you, Laozi would buy a Rolls Royce too!
In order to vent his unhappiness, Yuan Ze said, “Sit tight. There aren’t as many damned speed limits here.”
His foot pressed down on the accelerator. The powerful push back highlighted Yuan Ze’s explosive temper.
It really was a case where Close would treat him like a kitty instead of a tiger if he didn’t bite!
Unfortunately, the little brat who would’ve disdained him for driving like a mad dog three years ago was now as stable as Mount Tai and didn’t even wrinkle his brows.
Yuan Ze inexplicably had a feeling that people matured over time, a feeling of vicissitude that came with getting older.
When they arrived at the hospital, Lu Feng refused Yuan Ze even before he could ask, “Thank you, but I can handle it myself.”
Yuan Ze: “I’m already here….”
Lu Feng spoke mercilessly, “Industry secrets. Captain Yuan, please have some dignity.”
Yuan Ze: “???”
He only managed to digest these words after the other party had left.
What damned industry secrets? Would Laozi sell the details about your shoulder?!
Although, in a sense, he really could sell it…
Yuan Ze didn’t follow him, but he couldn’t stop worrying in his heart.
Instead of being concerned about Lu Feng’s inability to adapt to a strange environment, he was more worried about his shoulder.
At the thought that it was very likely not from strain, Yuan Ze couldn’t help feeling guilty.
If Close’s shoulder was because of them…
Then……
F*ck! Yuan Ze really had no heart, because his chest cavity was packed full with a bunch of knives.
Lu Feng’s check-up was completed very quickly because he’d made an appointment in advance.
The attending doctor was a middle-aged man with blonde hair. He nodded to Lu Feng, “Please sit down for a moment.”
Lu Feng answered politely and sat to the side.
Checking over the results took a long time.
Lu Feng sat up straight, his attitude relaxed and calm. He didn’t seem to care very much.
But if Yuan Ze was there, he would definitely have been able to tell that he was nervous.
For the 18 year old Close, the first time he’d been nervous was when FTW had prepared a birthday party for him.
It was a private little gathering that only involved the few people from the Team of Gods.
Close had sat there, looking at the cake set down in front of him. His slender fingers were curled up slightly on his legs, and his posture showing a layer of unobtrusive formality.
Yuan Ze, who’d been holding the cake, had been amused, “Look at you, it can’t be the first time you’ve celebrated a birthday!”
Close: “……”
Kim Sung-hyun: “Whose 18th birthday can be celebrated twice?”
Yuan Ze: “I can celebrate it dozens of times. After all, I’ll always be 18 years old.”
Kim Sung-hyun retorted, “Be a little less shameless.”
Lu Feng was seldom nervous, and the way he showed his nervousness was different from others.
Those who weren’t particularly familiar with him wouldn’t be able to tell.
After all, his sitting posture was correct, his appearance was indifferent, and his gaze was very calm. It didn’t look like he was tense––except for the slightly curled fingers.
A long time later, the attending doctor looked at him, “You’re a professional e-sports player?”
Lu Feng nodded, “Yes.”
The doctor set down the examination data in his hands and said some rather academic words in a slow voice, “… The outcome of the treatment can’t be guaranteed, especially with the characteristics of your profession… It’s relatively difficult with this kind of demand for high precision… Especially during treatment, you can’t touch the keyboard… How you recover during this focused window… may affect the future game performance…”
When Lu Feng came out of the hospital, the sky was overcast.
Winter was basically the same everywhere. Cold and severe.
Yuan Ze had gotten some sleep while he was waiting.
He really regretted driving a race car out here; he couldn’t even sleep well.
Lu Feng was briefly stunned when he saw that he was still there.
Yuan Ze got out of the car and almost ended up freezing to death, “How’d it go?”
Lu Feng went straight to the car, his voice carrying the chill from outside, “Systematic treatment will begin the day after tomorrow.”
Yuan Ze rubbed his hands together for warmth, “It shouldn’t be a big problem, right?”
Lu Feng: “Mm.”
Yuan Ze was really curious, “How exactly did you get a shoulder injury?”
Lu Feng told him a lie with his eyes open, “It was born weak.”
Yuan Ze: “……………………”
With your goddamned height, your dream man’s figure, you’re claiming that you were born with a weak body?
Can you give others a way to live?
The next FTW game was also at 3PM.
After the success of yesterday’s first game, the FTW team was filled with energy and confidence today.
GOQ wasn’t a strong team, and the way they tackled the BP link was just like LH.
They first banned the shadow thief as a sign of respect.
Wei Xiao didn’t care at all, “Let’s do another round with the berserker thief?”
GOQ banned the berserker thief next, expressing their fear.
Wei Xiao: “……”
Bai Cai: “There’s still the immortal thief.”
GOQ must have arranged a ‘spy’ in FTW, because the next talent they banned was the immortal thief.
Wei Xiao was amused, “Are they looking down on me?”
If they wanted to target Wei Xiao, they couldn’t do it by targeting his veritable sea of a hero pool.
Chen Feng: “Hidden thief?”
Wei Xiao: “Blood thief.”
This talent hadn’t been used much in their training matches. Chen Feng hesitated a little.
Wei Xiao: “Come on, let them see what it means to have hot blood spilling all over the Glory Canyon.”
The heated blood was FTW’s, and the blood that would be spilled was GOQ’s. This was going to be really great.
After staying up all night last night, Wei Xiao wanted to verify the conclusions he’d drawn.
He knew where his weaknesses were, and he knew where the team’s gaps were.
Cooperation and tacit understanding needed to be accumulated over time.
The others didn’t have that much time and energy, but he did.
Wei Xiao had watched the seemingly meaningless video replays over and over again. In fact, he’d been building up his understanding of every teammate in the canyon.
Their strengths, their weaknesses, their sense of rhythm, their personal habits…
Wei Xiao wasn’t going to wait for others to cooperate with him. He was going to take the initiative to cooperate with everyone else!
xiin: Goooo Wei Xiao!