CS2: My reaction speed is the limit of human capability.

After the training match, Xiao Ju captured a scene of JEE staring blankly at the ceiling.

"JEE, what are you doing?" Xiao Ju walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

JEE looked like he had a headache. He rubbed his temples and said, "I don't feel like I'm in good shape today... I keep missing shots, and my hands are shaking."

Xiao Ju smiled and said, "It's okay, we're used to it."

JEE: ? ? ?

"It's okay, they'll just recycle you on a second-hand platform like Zhuanzhuan," Mo Siyu added from the side. "Or you can just stay here and transfer to Valorant, taking your talents with you."

"Get out!"

The training room was immediately filled with laughter and cheerful chatter.

Tang also took off his headphones and let out a long breath.

11:13, lost.

But he felt no frustration at all; on the contrary, he felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration.

This feeling is different from playing regular ranked games, and it's also different from playing in a fun match like the Superman Cup.

This is a real, head-to-head contest.

If Rank is a tournament between a group of ordinary people and another group of ordinary people in an unrestricted fighting competition, then the competition is equivalent to a tactical contest between two special forces units.

He can no longer play as freely as he did when playing ranked games. Instead, he needs to integrate into the team, follow instructions, and be a team member who steps up when necessary.

This feeling... is surprisingly good.

"Not bad." Ling Feng walked over and bumped fists with him. "To achieve these stats in your first training match of this intensity, you're a fucking genius!"

Tang also glanced at his own data.

KDA为28/14/5，ADR是156，rating则是来到了1.89。

Without a doubt, this is a truly amazing statistic.

However, Tang also knew that if it weren't for the resources and tactical coordination from his teammates, he would have had a hard time achieving such stats, and his rating would have dropped at the very least.

"I'm not a genius..." Tang looked at his teammates. "I'll play better next game."

"Alright, alright, that's enough." 259 waved his hand. "If you had played any better, Jee would have been finished."

Zhong Weijie stroked his chin, his gaze lingering on Tang Ye for a long time.

This child possesses extraordinary potential; if properly utilized, he might be able to enter the TOP20 like Senzu.

Moreover, judging from Tang Ye's current performance, becoming a top 10 player is by no means impossible, and he may even go further...

Zhong Weijie dared not think about it.

Zhong Weijie walked over and patted Tang Ye on the shoulder: "You played well, kid. If you keep playing with this kind of drive, you'll have no problem getting into the second team."

Tang was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ling Feng and 259. The latter simply gave him a thumbs up.

"However..." Zhong Weijie changed the subject, "This is just the first step, a basic test. We'll have to see how you perform next. For the next two weeks, you'll be training with the youth team for at least eight hours a day. Tactical map runs, item practice, individual marksmanship, teamwork... nothing can be neglected."

"Two weeks later, we will decide whether you pass the trial based on your overall performance."

"This is a process that everyone has to go through," Chung Wei-chieh emphasized in conclusion.

In fact, a two-week trial period was already considered a preferential treatment for Tang Ye. Generally speaking, such a trial period would take at least three months.

Because youth training isn't just about playing games; it's a job. It involves tedious and monotonous training, day after day of practice matches, and basically nothing else on your mind except CS.

Therefore, without sufficient talent and passion, it is absolutely impossible to persevere.

After the training match, 259 walked up to Tang Ye and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, let me show you around our base and give you a rundown."

Tang nodded. After all, the training match started right away, and he hadn't had a chance to properly tour the Tianlu base. His impression of the base was still that it was "quite big".

Tianlu's training base is located in the core area of ​​the science and technology park, with three floors of the building belonging to the club. 259 introduced the facilities as they walked, his tone tinged with pride.

"While this isn't the largest esports base in the country, it's definitely one of the most well-equipped." He pointed to the walls on both sides of the corridor. "Look at these."

Tang followed his gaze and saw huge photos hanging on the wall—group photos of Tianlu team members from previous years, moments of winning important competitions, and screenshots of the players' amazing plays.

"The wall of honor," 259 said. "The first thing every new team member looks at is this."

He stopped in front of a photo, a group photo of TyLoo at the 2018 IEM Sydney event. In the photo, the team members were full of vigor, standing on the stage holding up the Chinese national flag.

"That year, TyLoo made it into the world's top eight." 259's tone was nostalgic. "Although they weren't champions, that match made the whole world remember CNCS."

Tang looked at the photo, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

He had heard about that match; Wang Hanjie had told him countless times in the dormitory—how TyLoo defeated world-class teams on the Sydney stage, how they narrowly lost in overtime, and how they made CS players all over the world remember that team from China.

"Let's go." 259 continued walking forward, "I'll show you the training area."

Pushing open the glass door, you are greeted by a spacious hall.

In the center of the hall stood a dozen or so computers, arranged in two rows, back to back. Each computer was equipped with a gaming chair, and all the monitors were Zowie XL2546K, while the keyboards and mice were brought by the players themselves.

"This is the training area for Team One and Team Two," 259 explained. "Team One is usually here, and Team Two is next door. They'll be separated during practice matches, but they train together during other times."

At this moment, the five members of Tianlu were training and sparring with the Mongolian team. For some reason, Jee seemed a bit hot and was sweating profusely.

"That's where the coaching staff is." 259 pointed to a row of workstations in the corner, where Zhong Weijie and several strangers were discussing something in front of a screen. "They're the ones who handle the daily training plans, tactical reviews, and data analysis."

Tang nodded, his gaze sweeping across the entire training area.

To be honest, it was much bigger and more professional than he had imagined.

"Come on, let me show you the others." 259 waved and continued walking forward.

Beyond the training area lies a long corridor. Several rooms line both sides of the corridor, their doors labeled: Data Analysis Room, Tactical Meeting Room, Physical Therapy Room, Psychological Counseling Room…

"A counseling room?" Ling Feng asked, somewhat surprised. "There's one like that?"

"Of course." 259 opened the door and let them in for a peek. "Professional players face a lot of pressure, especially when they lose a match, it's easy for them to have a mental breakdown. We have dedicated psychologists who regularly chat with the team members to help them adjust their mindset."

Tang nodded thoughtfully.

He recalled JEE's performance that afternoon, the kind of poor performance caused by pressure, which is indeed the most common problem for professional players.

"There's also a physiotherapy room." 259 pointed to the next room. "After training every day, professional physiotherapists will help the team members relax their muscles. Don't be fooled by the fact that playing games doesn't seem tiring; maintaining one posture for a long time can easily cause problems with your cervical spine, lumbar spine, and wrists."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Feng's hand.

Ling Feng smiled and said, "I know, that's why I'm being especially careful now."

Finally, 259 led Tang and the others to the third floor.

The third floor is the living area, with a layout completely different from the training area on the second floor. It's much quieter here, with soft carpets in the corridors and abstract paintings hanging on the walls.

"This is the dormitory area." 259 pushed open a door. "These are standard rooms, take a look."

Tang Ye and Ling Feng walked in, and in front of them was a room of about 20 square meters.

Two single beds were placed side by side, with clean and tidy bedding. Near the window were two desks, each with a lamp and electrical outlet. The room had a private bathroom with a shower. There was also a wardrobe and a small refrigerator in the corner.

"Two people per room," 259 said. "Most of the players from the first and second teams live here. Of course, if you want to move out, the club will provide a housing subsidy."

Tang looked around the room and was quite satisfied.

It's much better than the conditions in his university dormitory.

"You two can stay in this room," 259 said, pointing to the room. "There are two beds, which will make it easier for you to talk."

Ling Feng looked at Tang Ye: "How is it?"

Tang nodded: "That's good."

"Okay, it's settled then," 259 said. "I'll have someone bring your luggage over later."

After leaving the dormitory, 259 continued to lead them on a tour.

The third floor also includes a gym, recreation room, laundry room, and other common areas.

The gym isn't large, but it's fully equipped with everything from treadmills and stationary bikes to strength training equipment.

"Before each training session, a strength and conditioning coach will lead everyone in warm-up exercises. After training, we will also arrange some relaxation exercises," 259 said. "Professional athletes can't just practice their skills; their physical fitness also needs to keep up."

The recreation room has a large TV, several game consoles, a pool table, and a snooker table.

Tang's eyes lit up when he saw the pool table.

259 noticed: "What, want to play a couple of rounds?"

Tang smiled and said, "I've been practicing this since I was a kid, and I'm a little itchy to try it."

"Sure, let's play a few rounds when we have a day off," 259 said with a smile.

Just then, the group suddenly saw Zhong Weijie walking over quickly. Before anyone could ask, he spoke to Tang Ye.

"Tang Ye, do you have time now?" Zhong Weijie asked. "We still have a training match against Mongolia to play. Can you play?"