N hours earlier.
Back in his room, Lin Mo sat in front of his computer.
He opened his email and downloaded an attachment.
The attachment was a video—filled with crude language and explicit content.
Two bodies were engaged in an unrestrained, intimate "negative-distance communication" on the bed.
Except both were men—one was the decently handsome Ji Boda, and the other was Zhu Ligang.
Both were men of status.
Lin Mo resent the video to Zhu Ligang.
After sobering up, Zhu Ligang panicked. He had no idea why he had mistaken Ji Boda for Chu Lintian the night before.
But what was done was done.
If he didn’t want the video leaked, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and hand over the contract—on worse terms, no less.
So he did.
"You think I’ll just let you off like this? Not a chance."
......
Walking down the street.
Xie Yuling was much quieter than usual.
But Lin Mo didn’t dwell on it. Teenage girls had their moods—best not to pry or ask too much.
Too many questions would just annoy them.
"Who… is that woman?"
Wait—you’ve been silent all this time, and that’s what you’re asking about? Auntie Chu?!
Well, it made sense—Auntie Chu was a G-rank powerhouse—but shouldn’t the focus be on Chu Miaomiao instead?
Lin Mo mentally facepalmed but kept his expression neutral. "Auntie Chu? She used to be my neighbor. Chu Miaomiao too, but they moved away later."
Hearing they were neighbors seemed to ease Xie Yuling’s discomfort a little.
Lin Mo had expected her to fixate more on Chu Miaomiao herself.
After finishing their late-night snack, Lin Mo returned home.
The moment he booted up his computer, he saw Lin Jiajun’s QQ icon blinking.
"Wanna play a round?"
Since he had nothing better to do, Lin Mo agreed.
Once online, he noticed "Bush King" was also online but not in a game, so he casually sent an invite.
If the guy was free, he’d carry him; if not, no big deal.
To his surprise, Bush King accepted instantly.
Lin Jiajun also had a friend with him.
"I’ll bring a friend for bot lane duo," Lin Jiajun typed in chat.
"Got it. I’ll jungle, and my friend can hold top."
The guy sitting next to Lin Jiajun frowned.
"Jungle? Top lane? What kind of strat is that? You sure your buddy knows what he’s doing?"
Lin Jiajun smirked. "Don’t worry. Just watch."
They queued up.
The random teammate they got took mid.
Lin Jiajun also noticed Lin Mo’s Lee Sin taking Smite.
"Jungle might actually work here."
Bush King locked in Garen for top lane, while mid went for Jayce.
Lin Jiajun picked Ashe, and his cousin took Tryndamere.
In later seasons, this comp wouldn’t be too unusual—just a full AD team.
They started on the blue side.
League’s map was asymmetrical.
Statistics showed blue side had a 56% win rate, leaving red side at 44%.
Mostly because the blue-side camera angle felt smoother.
Lin Mo went straight for red buff.
With Smite up fast, he cleared red and blue before ganking mid.
The enemy Orianna barely reacted before eating a Sonic Wave, followed by a Resonating Strike.
First Blood.
After securing mid, Lin Mo immediately headed bot.
He still had Flash.
Down in bot lane, the fight was intense—both sides going all out.
Then, out of nowhere, Lee Sin Ward-hopped behind them and sent the enemy duo back to fountain.
"Damn, this guy’s good," Lin Jiajun’s cousin muttered, watching Lee Sin snag a double kill.
Meanwhile, Bush King was safely farming under tower top.
Despite solo laning, he had the highest level in the game.
And his HP was still healthy.
Tower damage was no joke back then, so diving was risky. Bush King basically became one with his turret.
True to his champion’s motto: "Demaciaaaa—I mean, For the King!"
With three kills, Lee Sin snowballed hard.
He started dominating the map.
Once Bush King hit six, Lin Mo roamed top.
A single Dragon’s Rage kicked Master Yi into Garen’s waiting arms.
They burst him down, then cleaned up an overextended Xin Zhao.
With Lin Mo controlling objectives, they won effortlessly.
Bush King and Lee Sin didn’t die once.
They played two more games as a four-stack.
Wrapping up, Bush King messaged: "Bro, invite me next time too! This was freelo."
Three games in under an hour.
And three new fans made.
Afterward, Lin Jiajun even DM’d him to discuss the jungle meta.
Technically, the Chinese server was already in League’s Season 2.
But the international meta—especially for jungling—hadn’t fully caught on yet.
Or rather, everyone was still figuring it out.
Meanwhile, Lin Mo had a complete jungle system in mind—one that would stay relevant for years.
But the real kicker?
His reflexes and mechanics could clown on Faker.
If he wrote it all down, it’d be a novel titled: After Cultivating Immortality, I Carried LPL to Dominate KR SoloQ
The ultimate "how-to" guide.
But Lin Mo just shut his PC and resumed meditating.
After all, his main focus was studying… and cultivating immortality.
Money? That’d come naturally in time. No need to grind for it.
Lin Mo—the reincarnated version—was a man of simple needs.
......
Monday morning. The moment Lin Mo sat down, Lin Jiajun slapped a newspaper on his desk.
"Nice carrying us yesterday."
"Eh, it’s easy when no one contests jungle. Once the role gets figured out, mirror matchups won’t be this free."
Fair point. Soon, junglers would diversify into gank-heavy, farm-heavy, aggressive, and defensive styles.
But the transition would take all of Season 2.
Lin Mo didn’t mind. Every patch had its OP picks anyway.
Right now, though, most classmates weren’t into League.
The girls especially couldn’t care less.
Instead, Fang Jun’s Three Kingdoms Kill club was booming—even pulling in kids from other classes.
The offline version had one perk: you could play outside the game.
Meaning, diplomacy via sheer charisma and silver-tongued alliances.
Top students had their own meta.
Lin Mo joined sometimes but mostly coasted to victory.
Fang Jun’s rule was: winners rotate out, losers stay to suffer.
Sitting on the sidelines, Lin Mo knew.
The Three Kingdoms Kill craze would soon catch the school’s attention—and get shut down hard.
Fang Jun, as one of the ringleaders, would escape formal punishment but still end up with a 1,000-word self-criticism essay and a shameful speech at the flag-raising ceremony.
That’s how it went last life. This one wouldn’t be different.
So during break, Lin Mo pulled Fang Jun aside.
"Hey, Fang Jun, maybe lay off bringing Three Kingdoms Kill to school this week."
Fang Jun blinked.
"Huh? Why?"
"I heard the school authorities have already taken notice of the Sanguosha Alliance. Once they start asking questions, you're done for."
Fang Jun's expression immediately turned uneasy upon hearing this.
"Bro, you sure about this?!"
"Dead serious!"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
