After being sucked into the portal made by the system, for the first time, Li Luo finally saw the "long river of time and space" in online novels.

It's strange. If the system hadn't been clearly prompted by the system, he would have even thought that he had come to the tunnel where Doraemon's time machine went down in the island comics.

Countless clocks with strange shapes hung in the time and space tunnel, and whenever they rotated, it seemed that they had great power overflowed.

Some dark clocks even spill over when Li Luo flashes past, gray-black magma will drip onto the film wrapped around Li Luo.

At first, Li Luo was afraid that these objects would smash the film, but soon, he found that he was overthinking. Although the film made by the system seemed to break with one poke, it was actually very strong.

The gray-black magma drips on it, which can only occasionally cause a slight turmoil, and then be offset and disappear into the long river of time and space.

In the long time tunnel, time lost its meaning. When you are in it, you can only feel nothingness. However, when Li Luo could not see the back of his head, a small blue dot seemed to be requested, and it was flickering more and more densely.

When the bubble was still speeding forward, the small blue dot seemed to connect to the nearby time and space. A large painted black hole suddenly appeared in front of the bubble, swallowing Li Luo cleanly.

As Li Luo disappeared in the long river of time and space, he fell into peace again.

....

“Victory!”

As the opponent's main crystal was broken, another game of national server master ended.

The bonus of up to 22 points did not attract Mingkai's attention, but instead looked at his record carefully.

4/4/9.

The average record is not impressive.

He gave the big hit to the mid laner in this game a great victory. Ming Kai looked at the time and did not choose to turn off the ranking, but continued to line up.

It was late at night, but EDG's base was still brightly lit, and the only sound of him typing on the keyboard and mouse was left in the lonely training room.

21,23,-19,-19,-17,22....

Unconsciously, as the rank time grew longer, Mingkai shook his head and clicked on his record.

After eleven battles in one night, he lost four games and won seven games, with a winning rate of 63%. For a person who has been overnight, it is a good answer.

However, at this time, Mingkai was lying on the chair, expressionless, as if he didn't know what to say.

In the past, he could kill even in the King Masters. He led a few pig teammates to gallop across the board with his own strength, and was known as the top figure of Nokan.

However, after all, time is unforgiving. Now, if you want to win, you have to rely on your teammates to perform.

After looking through his lost record again, Mingkai seemed to have figured out something and wanted to stand up, but turned his head and found a familiar smiling face behind him.

"Mingkai, how are you thinking about what you mentioned to you before?"

Abu asked, it was normal for a manager to ask this, but Abu's eyes betrayed him.

Regret, complex, regret, expectation...

He is Edg's current manager, former coach of the League of Legends branch, and his old friend. He thought about it after asking this.

"I……"

Mingkai was confident that he had worked hard in the professional arena for many years, and his character was already extremely free and easy, but at this moment, his heart still felt stinging. His lips were stammering for a while, but he still couldn't speak.

He knew that once he said it, it would be difficult to reclaim the water he had poured out. Even if he took it back, his spirit would be gone.

However, the dazzling red record in front of the screen was like a joke, as if urging him:

"Manager? Is it clearlove or clearlove7? Just the jungler who can't even play the king's throne now?"

"Professional player? It's not that no one wants it, it's just that you can't even get on the court even if you're wanted it."

"777777, I will never be a slave. We will not be a profession anymore. Let's retire. We will not be able to bear this anger."

There are people who love him and, in the Rank, there are people who hate him.

Countless insults that I wouldn't care about in my daily life, but with memories, it was like a needle pricking him, making him feel uncomfortable and want to cry.

Abu looked at Mingkai's face gradually becoming pale, and with the trembling after all night, he couldn't help but feel sad:

"Mingkai, although I know that An Zhengsen won his championship at the age of 26, you have to know that people are different. He is a mid laner and is originally a good idea of ​​operation. In the current version, we want to win the championship..."

“It’s too difficult…”

When Mingkai heard Abu's words, he seemed to be a balloon that was pierced, and his face quickly turned red, but then he seemed to think of something, and the aura suddenly vented.

Yes, Abu is right!

In the professional circle of League of Legends, only Master An and him were teased as dream junglers, but Master An won the championship with his own strength and blocked the mouths of everyone who laughed at him. But what about him?

The quarterfinals every year, no, now they are the quarterfinals?

"I...I agree, but I don't want to retire. Can you leave me some thoughts?"

Even though the voice was trembling so hard that it was not in tone, Mingkai still gave a complete reply this time.

Every professional player who is entering the professional circle will step into the first day and know that this moment will come.

And the moment that belonged to him, Mingkai, finally came.

Seeing that Mingkai finally agreed, Abu quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He comforted him: "It's okay, you are also a veteran. Although your condition has declined a lot, you are experienced and your Rank score is not low. Transformation coach may be a better choice."

"There are so many retired players in the league who are transferred to coaches, and for the current gaming environment, a good coach is far more important than a good player. Players do not only shine on the field, but even if they have left the field, the league still has positions that belong to you veterans."

After hearing Abu's words, Mingkai suddenly remembered a Weibo post he posted on Singles' Day in 2018.

"Perhaps you can see the road ahead better under the stage."

He had forgotten what kind of mood he sent this Weibo post at that time, but now he thought that maybe he had already given himself a vaccination to himself today.

"You can check the new contract first, but don't worry, you won't cheat you. The treatment is the top player in the entire league."

Abu put the contract of serving as a coach and the pen in front of Mingkai.

Mingkai glanced at the contract casually. The contract not only stated that the coaching contract could be terminated at any time, but also included the terms of Mingkai's comeback.

Once he decides to come back, the contract will be terminated directly, and replaced by the effective player contract.

As Edg's team-building veteran, the contract is extremely favorable.

Every word is eight strokes, two sixteen strokes. After Ming Kai's name fell on the paper, tears burst out from his eyes and fell on the keyboard.

Abu turned his head and couldn't bear to look at him. Mingkai was brought out by him, so how could he even want to see this scene...

However, Mingkai's competitive state in recent years has declined rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye and has long been unable to take the starting position. If he continues, he will just continue to sit in the water dispenser and waste it. Transformation coaching may be a better road for him.

Abu felt a little distressed and said, "You are the coach now. If you have any opinions on the team's candidates, you can give me some advice. While the transfer window before the German Cup is still there, we can operate it."

"Um."

Mingkai nodded and said nothing more.

Abu also left the training room, leaving Mingkai with a quiet space.

He really doesn't want to retire...

Even if he no longer has the strength to win the S championship, the highest honor in the League of Legends, as a top professional player, he does not want to retire, disappointing those who have supported him.

There are still many people looking forward to what their factory manager said when he proved his youthful and frivolousness on that highly anticipated stage.

However, the facts now are before us, and everything is just as people say that daydreaming.

"Is the time and space team..."

Lying down on the e-sports chair and looking at the white ceiling in the training room, Mingkai suddenly thought of Edg's nickname.

"If possible, I'd like someone to win this championship on my behalf!"

After the words came to his voice, Ming Kai, who felt his second-rate, couldn't help laughing, but the next second, his smile froze on the corner of his mouth.

In Ming Kai's eyes, a black and blue crack first opened from the ceiling, and then a gray-white figure fell down and smashed down!

....

"Damn~~~~~~~~"

It hurts really, and it’s weak, as if the body is hollowed out.

This is Li Luo’s most intuitive feeling. In addition to these feelings, there is more cold and bone-permeable cold.

Within a few seconds, when the feeling became stronger and stronger, Li Luo opened his eyes and the world in front of him gradually became clearer.

What caught my eye was not his own room in the luxurious villa before traveling through time, but rather it was more like Rng's training room.

The established computers are placed in the room, with neat lines and clear layouts that look like they are managed and cleaned.

If it weren't for the Rng team logo at the front of the room, but the Edg team logo, he would have thought that this time travel failed and went back.

etc...

Edg Team Tycoon?

Damn...

Li Luo, who was lying on the e-sports chair, stood up and looked in front of the room.

Under the entire curtain wall made of glass, trophys of all sizes are placed, and in the center of the trophy, the Edg team logo composed of black and white is very eye-catching.

Suddenly, Li Luo seemed to realize something, took out a cell phone from his pocket tremblingly, glanced at the time, December 3, 2019.
To be continued...