"Everyone, I've figured out the solution to crack this!!"
Zhong Yi pulled his four teammates into the group, brimming with confidence.
"The first step of the solution should probably be kicking you out..."
Zhou Yue grinned and playfully punched Zhong Yi.
"You damn—pah! If we're going there, then you're the one who should be kicked... Every time you're around, the Teemo Demon King turns into the most ridiculously overpowered version!"
Zhong Yi immediately protested, sparking their usual banter.
Zhong Yi knew his skills were a bit lacking, but against the demonic AI, everyone was on equal footing—except for players like Li Moran, who could hold their own.
But Zhou Yue...
It was common knowledge that the Teemo Demon King summoned by the demonic AI was the most broken version.
After countless attempts, they'd discovered the Teemo Demon King had two forms!
One was the gigantic Demon King Teemo.
The other was the smaller, but far more terrifying, Ultra-Broken Teemo.
The latter had a lower spawn rate, but its skills were more numerous and downright unfair!
Tiny as it was, it slaughtered players with terrifying efficiency.
The most frustrating part? Whenever Zhou Yue was in the game, they almost always got the Ultra-Broken Teemo...
Their bickering wasn’t serious, though.
If they had to kick someone out just to win, then that victory wasn’t worth having.
"What? Pick Teemo?? Fight fire with fire???"
After hearing Zhong Yi’s analysis, Zhou Yue was stunned.
He understood everything else...
But picking Teemo? What kind of madness was that??
"Exactly. Let me break it down for you..."
Zhong Yi began explaining in detail.
For days, he’d been testing different strategies.
His first idea was to use certain champions’ traits to trade kills with the demonic AI and limit their scaling.
For example, champions like Karthus and Sion could still deal damage after death.
But trading kills barely made a difference.
Next, he considered other methods, like split-pushing.
The Teemo Demon King summoned by the demonic AI was insanely strong but only roamed mid-lane, focusing solely on kills, not towers.
The other five demonic AI champions would also group mid and push.
Top and bot lanes were completely empty.
Zhong Yi tried split-pushing with champions like Master Yi and Xin Zhao, but the other five demonic AI champions would recall and defend instantly, leaving no opening...
...
After countless adjustments, Zhong Yi identified two key problems for a split-push victory:
First, how to pin down the other five demonic AI champions and prevent them from recalling.
Second, how to defend their own towers.
Finally, Zhong Yi found the solution—
The AI’s obsession with targeting Teemo!
Wherever Teemo went, the AI would chase him relentlessly.
By using Teemo to divert the AI’s attention, they could win through split-pushing!
"Use Teemo? But... Teemo dies easily, doesn’t he?"
Zhou Qiaoling asked curiously.
"Teemo’s fast... and we can make him even faster."
Zhong Yi smirked and laid out his full plan.
The strategy had three parts.
Part One: Baiting the Enemy
Use Teemo to draw the AI’s focus, then pair him with Zilean’s near-cooldown-free speed boost to reduce Teemo’s deaths.
Part Two: Defending Towers
Use a mage with strong wave-clear to hold the base. Zhong Yi’s recommendation was Anivia.
Zilean’s bombs and Teemo’s mushrooms could also help clear minions and defend.
Part Three: Split-Pushing
Zhong Yi’s idea was to push both top and bot lanes simultaneously. Success on either side would mean victory.
For split-pushers, Zhong Yi recommended Master Yi and Tryndamere.
One had a speed-boosting ultimate, the other had an unkillable ult—both were perfect for backdooring towers.
After hearing Zhong Yi’s breakdown, everyone mentally ran through the plan. It actually made sense.
Zilean speeds up Teemo, Teemo lures the AI and disrupts their formation.
Anivia holds mid-lane solo, while Tryndamere and Master Yi split-push top and bot...
It just might work.
"Then what do I play? Don’t tell me I’m stuck with Teemo..."
Zhou Yue eyed Zhong Yi suspiciously.
"Teemo’s definitely not for you. Teemo needs high survivability... So, Junior Sister Zhou, it’s up to you."
Zhong Yi grinned and pointed at Zhou Qiaoling.
Between a guy who stepped on every mushroom in bushes and a girl who dodged skills by tripping, the choice was obvious.
"Then I’m... Tryndamere?"
Mu Yawen asked eagerly.
"No... Tryndamere goes to Old Zhou. Junior Brother Mu, you’re on Zilean."
Zhong Yi shook his head again.
"Oho, Old Zhong, you’ve got a conscience after all, knowing my skills shouldn’t be wasted defending..."
Zhou Yue grinned, pleased with his assigned role.
"No, I’m giving you Tryndamere so you die slower."
Zhong Yi sighed and explained.
"The Teemo Demon King sees you like a wild boar spotting cabbage..."
Zhou Yue: "..."
...
Roles assigned, Zhong Yi went over everyone’s tasks one last time before they queued up for yet another AI match.
With a rallying cry, Zhong Yi shouted:
"Let’s go, team! The reputation of the Lingxiao Sect rests on us!!"
...
...
Everything went almost exactly as Zhong Yi predicted.
Laning was impossible. Experience was sniffed from a distance. One misstep meant instant death.
"Keep it up!! Soon, Old Zhou and I can start pushing!!"
Zhong Yi encouraged the team.
With tempered expectations, everyone focused on staying alive.
They were all waiting.
Waiting for Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue’s split-push items. Waiting for Li Moran’s Anivia to scale and hold the base...
By the time the 20th kill triggered the demonic AI to summon the Teemo Demon King,
Zhong Yi’s team was ready.
Li Moran’s Anivia, now with two core items, used her ultimate, Glacial Storm, along with her other abilities to lock down the high ground entrance.
Meanwhile, Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue, armed with max attack speed, charged toward the enemy base with their minions.
"Damn, it’s that broken Teemo again..."
Zhong Yi muttered, eyeing the summoned Teemo’s size.
He kept the next thought to himself:
"Old Zhou’s in for a rough time..."
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
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.”
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
