Genting: You're supposed to teach us skills, but you're going to perform magical arts?

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The game loads, and the system automatically adds a Shen card to the field.

After clearing the first round of neutral monsters, a Giant's Belt rolled onto the edge of the board. Ye Fan tapped it with his fingertip and attached it to Shen. The soft clanging of metal was almost inaudible in the silent arena, but he could feel that Shen's model had become slightly more solid.

A pop-up window appeared indicating that the store had been refreshed.

Prince, Ice Bird, Caitlin, Lulu, Bereya.

Five card icons rotated on the screen, and Ye Fan's gaze swept over them like a scanner.

There are no pairs.

They couldn't even assemble common early-game transition synergies like Prince + Xin Zhao or Caitlyn + Vi. They only had three gold coins left, a pitifully small number in the early game.

Ye Fan paused briefly, hovering the mouse over the prince.

"The Prince, Caitlin, Bereya."

He silently recited the three names in his heart.

These are all top-tier early-game cards: Jarvan IV is tanky and provides crowd control, Caitlyn deals significant damage early on, and Berea is a popular pick in this meta. In an environment dominated by useless cards, these three are his only lifeline. With no other choice, he locked them in.

The second round of monster kills resulted in gold coins jumping around and experience points increasing. Then, another Giant's Belt rolled down the map.

Ye Fan raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.

Two belts.

That's just enough to craft the Berserker's Armor. With improved front-line tankiness, even a bad team composition won't be completely melted. Although the equipment is ridiculously overkill, at least... it's still playable.

However, misfortune had only just begun to unfold.

The second shop refresh screen popped up with: Anivia, Lulu, Fryegor, Jhin, Kog'Maw.

Still zero pairs, the front row was as thin as paper, with no reassuring quality whatsoever. Ye Fan could even imagine being cleaved in two by the opposing Draven in the next round.

"Mage and sniper god..."

He muttered to himself, the mouse hovering over the two bond icons.

In the end, he could only manage to acquire Lulu and Kog'Maw, barely managing to create a weak synergy between a mage and a sniper. The front line continued to rely on Shen and Jarvan IV to tank; synergies? They were irrelevant now, survival was the top priority.

When the third wave of monsters dropped the Giant's Belt again, Ye Fan's fingertips finally stopped.

In the center of the screen, three giant belts are placed side by side, gleaming with a golden luster, yet they resemble shackles.

Looking across the entire field, there wasn't a single physical or magical damage item in sight. It was as if the system had piled all the health items onto him, completely blocking all the mainstream playstyles.

"interesting."

Ye Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

A golden rune enhancement interface pops up, with three options floating in the air: Emergency Armor II, War Treasure II, and Great Treasure Bag.

Ye Fan's gaze swept across the area, lingering on "War Treasure II" for half a second.

It was a snowball rune; killing enemies for gold theoretically could accelerate the economy. But then, his gaze slid away.

No.

His current pieces are terrible, lacking even basic synergies, making it impossible to secure kills. War Treasure is practically useless. Emergency Armor is just a temporary fix; what he lacks isn't tankiness, but damage output items.

"Let's take a gamble."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, his fingers falling to lock the "Great Treasure Bag".

Since you're going to feed me, then open your mouth wide to take it.

The golden orb landed, accompanied by a dazzling sound effect. Ye Fan raised his hand and tapped it.

The next second, three identical giant belts lay quietly in his field of vision.

The space in the preparation area was filled.

Six individual pieces, a total of six pieces, all of them giant belts.

Ye Fan stared at the screen, feeling a bit absurd for the first time. In all the matches he had played, he had seen bad luck and people being countered, but he had never seen anyone be targeted so blatantly and ruthlessly by the dealer.

I need chess pieces, but there are no pairs; I need equipment, but it's all useless.

They were completely crushed at the start, with no chance to breathe.

He didn't fly into a rage; instead, he remained unusually calm. He tapped on all his opponents' chessboards and switched between them one by one.

The first team: The Piltover Sniper God was in the making, with a two-star Caitlyn and a two-star Kog'Maw on the field, complete synergies, and Plate Armor and Spear of Shojin in place early on. It was a textbook perfect start.

The second team: three units, two two-star frontliners, Draven with Guinsoo's Rageblade and Bloodthirster, his damage output is frighteningly high.

The third one, the fourth one...

After scanning the area once, a suffocating feeling instantly overwhelmed me, making it hard to breathe.

Everyone else is reaping the benefits of a lucky draw, but he alone has all his luck deliberately locked away by the system.

"Normal operation?"

Ye Fan sneered.

In such a disastrous situation, it's a complete waste of time; you'll only end up with everyone's health at full capacity.

Without a word, he deftly dragged all the pieces on the board and in the preparation area into the shop. The moment they were sold, his gold coin count jumped to 20. Immediately afterward, he clicked refresh four times, and the shop list scrolled rapidly, finally settling on a Bard.

Lock in, buy, and put on the field.

Both Bard and Bard involve selling blood, but Bard can minimize health loss and also provides a free refresh. His luck this game is absolutely terrible, so he needs to prepare a backup plan beforehand.

The commentator's voice rose sharply: "Ladies and gentlemen! Player Ye Fan has cleared all his pieces, leaving only one Bard! Is this a 'tanking' strategy? Or another extreme self-sacrifice? Let's wait and see!"

The audience erupted in a frenzy, with a torrent of comments. Some accused him of throwing the game, while others speculated that he was going to pull off another "empty city dragon king" tactic.

Only Wenwan clenched the hem of her clothes tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, her heart filled with coldness.

She knew all too well. Ye Fan simply couldn't play Aurelion Sol this game—without Leona, he couldn't unlock Diana, not to mention his full tank build, which was completely contrary to the Aurelion Sol system. He wasn't trying to concede; he was just forced into a corner, trying to carve out a way out of a dead end in a near-suicidal manner.

During the match, Ye Fan's skills remained precise.

He gave the completed Warmog's Armor to Bard, then casually added a belt, without combining it into a second item. He tossed all the extra items into the reserve slot. Too many Warmog's Armors wouldn't be enough to handle later, so it was better to keep them for later.

The battle has begun.

The team I was matched with was the perfectly formed Piltover Sniper God.

The gap is enormous.

Ye Fan didn't even see the opponent's skill effects clearly. Bard only released one skill before being instantly melted, and the screen turned black and white in an instant.

Ye Fan stared at the black and white screen, his expression unchanged.

He knew this would happen. Even if the formation had been set up normally beforehand, the outcome wouldn't have been different.

The three-game losing streak has arrived as expected.

During the draft, Ye Fan clenched his fist, a thin layer of sweat forming on his palm. He had one last hope – he was last place, the highest priority in the draft, and even if the system was targeting him, surely they would leave him a backup item for damage output?

But when the talent show board started spinning and nine pieces came into view, his last hope was shattered.

Five chainmails, three giant belts, and one negative cloak.

Attack speed, ability power, critical strike chance, physical attack – not a single damage-dealing item.

Kill them all.

These four words perfectly encapsulate the current situation.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He moved the cursor and picked up the Titan with chainmail. Since he had no other choice, he'd take the most expensive one; he could still sell it for some money.

After the draft ended, I returned to the chessboard, sold the Titan, and instantly had forty gold coins in my hand, which I also saved up from the three free refreshes.

He decided to continue losing streaks, save his money steadily, and wait for the 2-7 round of jungle monsters to settle before deciding on his next move.

Finally, we made it to the second round of monsters.

Ye Fan casually bought a few low-cost pieces to clear the board, his eyes fixed on the loot dropped by the monsters.

The golden light dissipated.

The two pieces of equipment lay there quietly.

Ye Fan's heart, which had been pounding like still water, suddenly skipped a beat.

The moment he saw it clearly, he actually smiled.

One is a goddess's tears, and the other is also a goddess's tears.