Chapter 109: Unt.i.tled

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He swiftly entered Ji Zhiyao’s turret, and pressed Ji Zhiyao who was attempting to recall to the turret to regain his health on the ground and beat him up.

After the turret dive and forced kill, Mo Huaifeng was only left with a trifle of health due to the damage from the turret.

He tried hard to jump as outwards as possible and accidentally used an ability, instantly wiping out some minions that happened to have just sp.a.w.ned from the fountain.

Yet Mo Huaifeng did not jump early enough, the turret coincidentally or not, dealt another hit to him, causing his champion with a shred of health left to fall to the ground with a thud.

While the perpetrator, that turret that was half destroyed was even more coincidentally pushed down by the new minions that sp.a.w.ned from Mo Huaifeng’s fountain.

Xiaofei who witnessed the entire course of events had his mouth dropped open.

Mo Huaifeng: “I pushed the turret down first, I win.”

Ji Zhiyao: “…? ? ?”

Xiaofei who was still in a daze vocalized the words in Ji Zhiyao’s heart, “Does it f*cking work this way too?”

Ji Zhiyao nodded in firm agreement. “Yeah, we agreed on two kills and a turret, we obviously both died—”

Mo Huaifeng: “But you don’t have a turret.”

Ji Zhiyao attempted to fight back: “But the rules of the solo…”

Mo Huaifeng: “But you don’t have a turret.”

Ji Zhiyao: “…”

He couldn’t outspeak him, neither could he beat him. What more Mo Huaifeng had indeed taken down a turret more than him, whether it was calculated or a coincidence, it was his defeat. Ji Zhiyao could only pinch his nose and admit it. “Fine fine fine, I lost I lost. Captain name it, what do you want me to do for you?”

“Haven’t thought of it, owe it first.”

So infuriating.

Mo Huaifeng stood up to leave, his tone indifferent but certainly was praising him. “You didn’t deteriorate, the touch is still there, overall you played well.”

Ji Zhiyao looked up gloomily. “A professional jungler that I am losing to an ADC like you in the jungler position and you’re actually praising that I did well… have the times changed or am I unable to carry my sword anymore?”

Mo Huaifeng did not argue with him, only saying, “My treat tonight, what do you want to eat?”

“That palace cuisine place with an average cost of 13888 yuan.”

Mo Huaifeng’s expression blanked out for a moment. According to Ji Zhiyao’s understanding of him, he probably didn’t even remember that there was such a restaurant… after a long time Mo Huaifeng seemed to have finally found his memory as he said casually, “Got it, you go let them know later.”

“You’re the one treating, why must I do the saying? If you would like to take treating as a condition and use it up, I would be extremely and most willing to be your messenger boy.”

Mo Huaifeng smiled in a scornful way. “Is your request that worthless? Getting you to pa.s.s the message was only because I’m in an especially good mood and was planning to go out for a smoke.”

Ji Zhiyao turned blank. “Captain please go ahead.”

Hence Ji Zhiyao silently watched his Captain’s back gradually move further, then looked towards Xiaofei with a pair of depressed eyes, staring at him so much so that a s.h.i.+ver went down Xiaofei’s spine. “Brother Fei, don’t you think I’m especially useless? Even like this I still lost to Captain…”

Xiaofei turned to him with a look of admiration. “No, I think you’re really admirable. You’re the first person I’ve seen to solo against Captain and actually try to beat him.”

“Those that you’ve seen previously, were they all junglers?”

“… We should train together.”

Ji Zhiyao was very sad.

Such sadness hung with him till he pa.s.sed the news of Captain’s treat to his other teammates, while he sat on his seat by himself and was silently feeling sad, Nuo patted his shoulder in consolation. “Pal, wake up.”

“I feel like I’m unable to sober up.”

“No, I heard Xiaofei talk about the solo between both of you earlier, really, it’s already not bad that you could force Captain to that extent. You must know that our Captain is the international third best ADC, although he rarely plays as a jungler, but he’s skilled at this, also, his hand speed and awareness are all there at that level. You being able to push to this point, is really very outstanding already. When Xiao comes back, you can ask him about it, back then when he first joined the team he was extremely mischievous and Captain used a jungler to put him in place, he completely thrashed him.”

Hearing these consolations, Ji Zhiyao’s mood gradually became better, he nodded and said, “I’m fine, I should train hard. Hopefully next time it’ll be me thras.h.i.+ng Captain.”

Nuo patted his shoulder affectionately. “Dreams, we must have, but daydreams, you should forget about them.”

Ji Zhiyao lifted his leg and gave him a kick.

When Xiao returned from the hospital, Mo Huaifeng with a wave of his big hand, the battleteam’s limousine van with everyone on board headed towards the palace cuisine restaurant at Silver Place.

Xiao leaned to the front of Ji Zhiyao. “I heard this meal was exchanged from your solo with Captain, you’re not bad, you can even defeat Captain now.”

“I didn’t defeat Captain, it was Captain who defeated me.”

“But you won a meal.”

“…” Ji Zhiyao actually had nothing to say in reply.

Ji Zhiyao’s vision moved downwards, seeing that the bandage on Xiao’s wrist had been changed to a wrist guard, he asked, “Brother Xiao, what did the doctor say?”

Xiao scratched his head. “He said that my wound was healing well and told me to drink more bone soup during usual times for nourishment, and things like no overworking my left hand and all. The rest would have to wait till the checkup next month and see if he has any new findings, just got to continue taking care, nothing much can be done.”

Ji Zhiyao consoled him as he said, “Don’t worry, there’s still a year to the national qualifiers. I reckon that by the time you’re recovered, it’ll still be in time for you to partic.i.p.ate in the national qualifiers.”

Xiao nodded, not saying anything more.

This meal that Mo Huaifeng was buying was the last meal together for everyone in Mix battleteam. From tomorrow on, everyone would be leaving for home one after the other to celebrate the new year.

Except for Ji Zhiyao and Mo Huaifeng who would stay in S City so they weren’t in a rush at all.

The weather turned colder with each day, Ji Zhiyao had yet to attend that Weibo gathering, there was only Mo Huaifeng and himself left at the base.

A day before the gathering, Ji Zhiyao was suddenly reminded of a matter after he had came downstairs. He hurriedly went up, running to Mo Huaifeng’s room next door and knocked.

After a few minutes, the room’s door was then pulled open slowly. With disheveled hair and in loose pajamas, Mo Huaifeng appeared behind the door. Displeasure completely filled his chocolate brown eyes, the surrounding air was so icy it made him uncomfortable.

Being caught by Mo Huaifeng’s icy cold stare, Ji Zhiyao s.h.i.+vered for a moment, then said a little embarra.s.sed, “Captain, I want to go buy clothes, come with me.”

Mo Huaifeng’s gaze froze, then Ji Zhiyao felt the surrounding cold air slowly turn warm, hearing the sound of Mo Huaifeng removing his shoes and stepping into the room and his question. “Why do you suddenly want to buy clothes?”

Ji Zhiyao secretly darted a look into the room and realized Mo Huaifeng was standing before the closet searching for clothes, seeming like he had already broken out of his morning temper. Hence he said, “Aren’t I going out tomorrow? I feel like the clothes in my closet are all not very suitable.”

Their parents were too busy, since a young age, his and Ji Qingge’s clothes were all bought by the siblings themselves. While after he started university and was busy with the team and revision, he never found time to buy clothes anymore.