Chapter 144

Upon emerging from the small world, Mo Yin cursed profanely the moment he arrived, clenching his fists and slamming them down hard on his seat.

The system was startled; natural persons were typically calm and emotionally restrained, rarely showing such agitation.

“Coordinator, you…”

“Shut up.”

The system: “…” Okay then.

It quietly monitored and recorded Mo Yin’s physical and mental indicators, cautiously avoiding any possibility of detection by the Coordinator’s mental scans.

It seemed the Coordinator’s mental state was still stable.

The system relaxed a bit and asked in a soft voice, “Coordinator, are you alright?”

“Do I look alright to you?”

The system: “…” Why did the Coordinator suddenly sound so fierce? It was quite frightened.

Mo Yin adjusted his breathing slowly, his sharp eyes fixed intensely on the still lingering ice-blue mental barrier in front of him.

When the world collapsed, his memories returned, and the clash between his natural person nature and the intense emotions acquired in the small world overwhelmed him. Countless feelings and questions surged, causing a dizzying effect. He managed to ask two questions, but whatever it was didn’t answer a single question and pushed him out of the world?

What did it mean? Not to come back?

Where to return?

Was it meant to tell him not to enter the small world again?

He said not to enter, so he wouldn’t enter?

So, was his memory module lost by the Alliance or that guy?

Whoever it was, teasing him would surely come at a price.

Raising his fingers gently, he moved the mental barrier back, stood up, and felt almost completely relieved of the discomfort he had felt the first few times he emerged from the small world. There were no inconsistencies between his body and mental strength.

“Coordinator, you’ve worked hard, although your mission failed again…”

Mo Yin sneered.

The system: “…” It decided it was better not to speak.

The Alliance’s zones were strictly divided; work and residential areas were completely separated. The work area was further divided into several different zones with different functions, with the core being the control room. The control room was divided into two parts: the synthetic control room and the natural person control room. The deepest part of the natural person control room was the famous command room.

“Sorry, with your clearance, you can’t proceed further.”

Several people blocked the entrance to the control room, preventing Mo Yin from entering.

Mo Yin surveyed the control room, wondering if it was out of his natural person’s nature—what was the natural person’s nature? Who knew what the natural person’s nature was like? Right now, he doubted everything. In the more than a decade of growing up before entering the small world, Mo Yin had never shown any curiosity about the surrounding world.

Now, he was curious.

“My clearance can’t get in,” Mo Yin smiled, “but what about my fist?”

The guards were instantly lifted into the air by strong mental power, and the surrounding space was distorted by an excessive pouring of mental power. The next moment, the door to the control room opened.

The control room was unusually quiet because there was no one inside.

As the mental power dissipated, the guards fell to the ground instantly.

Mo Yin turned back. “Where are the people inside?”

Lying to a natural person with hierarchical differences in mental power was obviously not a good choice. The guards honestly said, “Coordinator, no one is monitoring your actions, and the control room has always been empty.”

Mo Yin didn’t believe their claims and immediately turned on all the devices after entering the control room.

The fact is that these guards did not lie.

There were no records left in the equipment, nor any traces of records being destroyed.

What kind of world did he enter? Who did the energy come from? Why didn’t he feel such powerful energy in the planet?

And that energy really looks like a… “man.”

Mo Yin looked down.

The guards behind him were nervous and restrained. “Coordinator, your noble is beyond doubt, but please do not disturb the adult when the adult is resting.”

“Rest?”

Mo Yin stomped his feet. “At this time, he’s resting?”

The guards seemed to see his intention to break into the command room and said quickly, “The adult has been sleeping recently.”

“Oh, I see…”

After a seemingly mild response, a surge of mental power burst out like waves, smashing straight into the ground. Mo Yin showed no mercy, and the powerful overflow of mental power caused the entire control room to fragment and disintegrate, with some edges even exhibiting two-dimensional effects. The guards couldn’t withstand it and chose to lie prone on the ground.

Soon, Mo Yin discovered the reason they were lying down.

There was an exceptionally strong and robust layer of mental power protecting the ground.

This was also why his mental power had dispersed and overflowed to the edges.

“Coordinator,” a guard advised, “if you have any questions, please wait until the adult wakes up from their sleep.”

“Your clearance knows no bounds.”

Mo Yin found the remark ironic and felt it pointless to trouble these people. He found himself starting to ponder meanings again, becoming more and more…

Withdrawing his mental power, Mo Yin chose to return directly to the control room.

“Coordinator…”

The system nervously said, “Don’t you need rest? I think you might need some time to rest. You seem a bit impulsive now, maybe not suitable for starting a new task.”

“Hey.”

Mo Yin said, “You know nothing about what happened to me in the small world, right?”

The system replied, “As you know, I have no authority. In fact, no one has the authority to monitor your actions in the small world.”

“Alright, listen carefully now.”

The system instinctively felt a bit panicked—imagine that, a system feeling panicked—but it indeed felt a bit trembling.

“Your next task is simple.”

Tentacles of mental power floated out from his body. While the system was still on standby, Mo Yin’s mental power skipped over the system and directly connected with the control center!

The system screamed in agony, feeling itself bound by an irresistible force.

“Coordinator, what are you doing?!”

“I’ll say it again,” Mo Yin’s mental power directly connected with the control center, feeling uneasy. The sturdy mental power in the control center seemed to sense the intrusion of external forces, struggling for control. The control room’s edges, reduced to two-dimensional by his mental power, were now invading his mental power. Suppressing the strange pain of being corroded by mental power, Mo Yin said to the system struggling to break free, “Your next task is simple.”

“That is… to monitor me.”

Opening the small world was extraordinarily difficult, and the system screamed repeatedly. Mo Yin wanted to mute the system, but he couldn’t find time. He was almost fighting the control room.

If before he entered the small world he just had the goal of having fun, now he had a strong desire—truth, what is the truth, and where is the truth?

Since the adult in the real world had “hidden” away, he decided to ask this unknown “He” in the small world!

It was almost like someone was trying to break down a door.

One door closed.

Another door was kicked in.

Finally.

*

He opened his eyes.

With a “tick” sound, it seemed like time began to move.

Mo Yin saw himself in the mirror.

Black hair, phoenix eyes, fair skin, and a cold gaze.

“Wow, I really got in here, oh my, the energy is so abundant in this world, so comfortable…”

Mo Yin closed his eyes and decisively muted the system.

The system sighed halfway through being cut off, silently shedding tears.

It missed the Coordinator from before, who used to casually ignore people in the training world. At least back then, the Coordinator wouldn’t tell it to shut up and mute it whenever it wanted.

This time, Mo Yin’s memory was complete, real, and about the characters—all of them.

Compared to the previous worlds, his life in this world went unbelievably smoothly.

Born into a prestigious family of jewelers, gifted and handsome, due to his interest in games, he joined professional training at a young age, excelling in the training and catching the eye of the country’s top team. Upon joining, he immediately became a key starting player, participating in top league events, winning both the spring and summer seasons, and achieving an unprecedented Grand Slam that year.

Debuting, winning championships, and becoming the world’s most valuable player, all within a year.

He was a superstar who emerged out of nowhere in the entire league game, dazzling with an unbelievable brilliance. In his debut year, he quickly became the undisputed king of the mid-lane with impeccable performances.

The dazzling genius carried the gaze of everyone. They admired him, feared him, worshipped him, and secretly anticipated the day he would fall from his throne.

Such insane strength, a fleeting brilliance, seemed like the most reasonable outcome.

However, Mo Yin once again raised everyone’s fear with his terrifying strength.

In the second year of the league, Mo Yin led his team to another grand slam victory.

This has completely surpassed the realm of “genius.”

Foreign commentators used “dominator” to describe Mo Yin’s dominance over the game, “He completely dominates this game. I can’t think of anyone who can defeat him, unless one day he gets bored of this game himself, I guess.”

As Mo Yin maintained his composure, the system was scratching Mo Yin’s mental strength with its own spiritual power.

Mo Yin broke the silence, “In this world, you need to make all the records.”

“Okay,” the system said excitedly. It changed its tone, “Coordinator, I have received the world line. Do you want to take a look?!”

Mo Yin’s eyes flickered, “World line?”

“Yeah yeah, wow, the world lines here feel so rough.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

The system quickly stopped its own sentimentality, afraid of being silenced again. But it couldn’t help but make irrelevant comments about the mission, “So the coordinator, you received such world lines in the small world, it looks quite interesting.”

Mo Yin resisted the urge to silence the system.

World lines? These things didn’t exist in the previous few worlds.

He wanted to listen and see how this small world suddenly gave him such a perfect life, and how the so-called world line developed.

“This world is a very typical upgrade flow.”

The system was very exciting. Although it was a little scared of being kidnapped by the coordinator, and entering such a powerful world, it could brag for a year after leaving.

“The male protagonist Ye Chi came from a poor background, dropped out of school because of the heavy burden on his family, worked as an Internet café manager to repay debts at home, inadvertently discovered his gaming talent, and began to practice modern techniques. However, because his skills were too strong and he played too fast and too hard, he was repeatedly banned. This made him famous among Chinese server players as ‘Crazy Brother’. It also caught the attention of a newly formed small team, which invited him to join the city tournament team. Since then, the male protagonist Ye Chi has embarked on the path of team formation and recruitment of younger brothers, ultimately defeating the antagonist’s big boss and ascending to the throne as the new king. Oh, by the way, I think you should know,” the system happily burst into a series of silly laughter, “Coordinator, you are that antagonist big boss! It’s a very typical antagonist script, it should be a piece of cake for you!”

After listening to the system’s narration, Mo Yin remained silent for a long time, a faint smile curling his lips.

“In the previous few words, you didn’t have system assistance,” the system exclaimed gleefully, “Just to remind you, the male protagonist’s path to becoming king has already progressed to winning the secondary league championship, advancing to the league, achieving six consecutive victories in the league, and tomorrow, the highly anticipated new genius mid laner will directly challenge you, the former king!”

“Knock knock—”

The door cracked open slightly, and a staff member said, “The interview over there is ready, you can go.”

Mo Yin nodded faintly.

The system added beside him, “Because it’s a highly anticipated focal battle, the league has specially prepared interviews for both of you to hype up tomorrow’s match. Oh, wait, the male lead is receiving an interview right next to yours, Coordinator, do you want to go and see?”

Mo Yin put down his folded hands and stood up. “I’ll take a look now, just to see.”

Since the world collapsed when “He” appeared, he might as well collapse the world again. Isn’t he always good at this kind of thing? Besides, he needs to settle accounts with “Him” about the lost memories from the previous world.

Mo Yin walked out of the dressing room with his hands in his pockets. Despite the system’s reminder that Ye Chi was just behind the door, he walked straight ahead without looking aside.

Who asked him to verbally admit “you win”?

Nonsense, he won, that’s a fact. There’s no need for him to say it.

He wants to see how he looks when he loses miserably.

The interviewer glanced towards the slightly open door with surprise on her face. “It seems Mo Yin just walked by…” She turned to Ye Chi. “Do you want to go over and say hello? Do you know each other privately?”

Ye Chi shook his head, his handsome face breaking into a smile. “I know him, but I’m afraid he doesn’t know me.”

“How could that be? You’re getting a lot of attention now. Are you confident about tomorrow’s match?” the host asked.

Ye Chi shook his head again. “Not really.”

The host hesitated, “…”

Ye Chi chuckled, “Let’s cut this part, alright?” He touched his nose and said calmly, “Actually, he’s my idol.” He smiled again, “I don’t think there’s any mid laner who doesn’t consider him an idol.”

The host smiled as well. “So, facing your idol tomorrow, how do you feel?”

“Excited, thrilled.”

“Have you thought about the possibility of winning?”

“Of course, there’s always a chance,” Ye Chi said, “In team games, anything is possible.”

—”Impossible.”

When asked by the host about tomorrow’s speculation on victory or defeat, Mo Yin responded without hesitation.

The host nodded. “Well, Quit’s style on the field is quite aggressive. What strategies do you have prepared to deal with him tomorrow?”

Mo Yin replied, “No preparations, just play normally.”

“What do you think about the title of ‘new rising genius’?”

“New rising genius…” Mo Yin’s phoenix eyes slightly raised, “Who?”

The host paused. “…”

Maintaining a business smile, the host asked, “It’s Quit, who you’ll be facing mid lane with tomorrow.”

“Oh.”

Mo Yin said, “That’s good.”

The host continued, “…”

Her smile began to tremble. “Would you like to give some encouragement for tomorrow’s match?”

“For him?” Mo Yin faced the camera, nodded, “Good luck, wish you success.”

The two interviews were released, with Ye Chi’s idol part cut as he requested, making his segment quite ordinary. Mo Yin’s interview, on the other hand, was aired uncut at his request, instantly exploding on the forums.

“Ballsy Mo Yin” and “Good luck, wish you success” barrage comments flooded Ye Chi’s interview screen.

The comments section was filled with playful banter.

——Mai Baokai’s mockery is on point, Mom loves it.

——Zaizi Ge has never been kind to anyone. This little mid-laner with six consecutive wins is starting to forget who he is. Tomorrow, Zaizi Ge will definitely solo kill.

——Not saying there’s a chance to win, do you mean you’ll definitely lose? Ma Xiaozi upstairs, don’t hate too much.

——Saying Xiaozi, who’s Xiaozi? Mad Xiaozi upstairs, don’t be too defensive. Good luck, wish you success.

——Tomorrow, Zaizi Ge will directly send you to your great-grandfather. By then, your great-grandfather will burn more paper for you. Don’t talk nonsense about being able to win in your next life.

……

The forum was filled with heated discussions, all fueling up for tomorrow’s focus battle.

At the team base.

Chen Dong chuckled at the post, almost drooling. “Mad dad, how are you? You’ve been put on the shelf, huh? Next time, don’t go to the interview, let me go. They don’t have fans in the bottom lane… hahaha…”

Assistant Zhang Hanyu patted Chen Dong’s shoulder as he passed by. “Stop laughing. You should go to the interview next time. Otherwise, how much pressure will it put on our Crazy Brother,” he glanced at Ye Chi sitting in front of the computer, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, “Good luck, wish you success…”

He threw a bottle of mineral water directly.

Laughter filled the base.

None of Ye Chi’s teammates sympathized with him.

“Warning for maliciously consuming others’ misfortune.”

Ye Chi pointed at a few people who had been laughing all afternoon.

“The main thing is that this is really funny. Good luck? Who are you giving luck to? Hahaha…”

“Really, what’s the highest level of contempt? It’s completely ignoring you!”

Ye Chi slid forward on his chair with crossed legs, calmly saying, “We’ll have a signing session tomorrow.”

The air in the base momentarily froze.

Then, all four chairs charged in one direction.

“I want a signature!”

“Everyone stop, I’m the jungle, don’t fight with me. Whoever fights with me, I won’t go that lane in the future!”

“Mad, Mad, you’re mad and I’m dumb. I admit it. I’m Mai Bao’s mom. Please give me Mai Bao’s signature. I’m willing to be a cow and a horse for you!”

“I don’t want a signature. Mad, why don’t you ask McPoch a v and sneak me over—”

Ye Chi opened the game. “If I lose tomorrow, I’ll keep the signature.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

“……”

What a malicious man.

The four chairs slowly dispersed.

Three minutes later.

Chen Dong murmured softly, “But what if you win?”

Ye Chi checked his friends list from top to bottom three times.

He had quite a lot of friends, even those added from previous boosting gigs. Unfortunately, after checking three times, there were still no pending friend requests.

“If I win,” Ye Chi started the game, “then shouldn’t you guys be asking for my autograph?”

Chen Dong: “……”

Enough said. Ma Bao’s mom is going on the forums to bash her teammates!

Meanwhile, at the quiet game team is base on the other side.

After the training match ended, Mo Yin took off his headphones, picked up the coffee cup on the table, and turned to leave.

His teammates watched his back silently.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when his figure completely disappeared from view.

Tang Qi took a sip of water and pulled out his phone, only to find a message from Chen Dong on WeChat. He slid it open to read:

—— [Mad Brother said he’s exchanging autographs with Ma Bao tomorrow!!! Is this information reliable???? Get some info, please, urgent, hurry]

Tang Qi nearly spat out his water. He coughed twice, noticing Mo Yin returning with his coffee. He quickly flipped his phone upside down on the table.

“Tomorrow’s match,” Mo Yin said coldly, holding the coffee.

The others looked serious, nervously awaiting instructions.

Mo Yin asked, “What time?”

Everyone: “……”

Luckily, this wasn’t something said in an interview, so they didn’t feel obligated to answer.

“The 7 o’clock match,” Tang Qi raised his hand.

Mo Yin nodded. “Thanks.”

After Mo Yin left again, Tang Qi picked up his phone, his lips twitching, and replied to Chen Dong’s WeChat.

—— [That’s good.]

—— [Good luck, I wish him success.]