This Lee Sang-hyeok is very strong, but he lacks self-awareness.

"T1's Nexus has exploded! The game time is now 15 minutes and 57 seconds! Congratulations to TES!"

When commentator Guan Zeyuan's almost hoarse roar echoed throughout the stadium, all the lights instantly turned on.

"Is this a historical record? This is the fastest clear in the history of the World Championship!"

"A spectacular comeback from 2-1 to 2-3!"

"We, the LPL, have once again upheld the championship glory on home soil!"

"JackeyLove's five-time champion legend continues!"

"Yes, but they're already six-time champions!"

"From S8 to S15, six championships in eight years. Except for S13 and S14, which were won by other teams from the LPL region, all the other championships were won by TES, led by JackeyLove!"

"Although Ah Shui has already surpassed the three-time GOAT Uzi to become the undisputed GOAT of League of Legends, this championship will still make his resume even more dazzling!"

The three commentators on the podium were already somewhat incoherent, and the shouts from the audience almost lifted the roof off the stadium.

But in the center of that stage, where everyone was focused on them, while the other contestants stood up to shake hands and bow to each other,

A thin figure was sitting blankly in a gaming chair.

Lee Sang-hyeok.

"But let's also give a round of applause to Lee Sang-hyeok."

Miller's voice calmed down slightly, tinged with a complex mix of pity.

"Although he has never defeated an LPL team in any competition during his professional career, whether representing SKT or T1, his spirit of never giving up despite repeated defeats deserves our respect."

Shanghai, Mercedes-Benz Arena.

Cheers filled the sky, and shouts echoed freely.

as well as,

Golden rain.

LPL teams have once again won the championship in the S-series.

[Does God deserve respect? Should a father respect his son?]

[Faker? Fucker! The most filial son in the LPL!]

[Little Fei agreed again. He always pretends to resist for so long, but thankfully he always agrees.]

I believed it until Game 4 of the Finals.

Still spinning tops! Champions come and go, but the spinning tops remain!

If you fail the fourth part of the driving test, just keep getting beaten by one person!

[Did you hear what I said?]

Even if we engage in shady practices like stir-frying noodles, abortions, tanking, match-fixing, and team-building through illegal means, we are still champions!

Unlike the restraint displayed by the commentators, LPL fans on the sidelines were full of sarcastic remarks and mockery towards Lee Sang-hyeok.

Lee Sang-hyeok slowly stepped off the stage, looking unwillingly at the LPL team celebrating wildly in the center of the stage.

JackeyLove didn't try to steal the spotlight; he stood behind his four young teammates, watching them celebrate wildly with a smile on his face.

Lee Sang-hyeok shook his head helplessly, his lips twitching, but he couldn't manage a smile.

S-series champion

This was the Holy Grail he had always dreamed of but never touched, but it was an ordinary trophy that JackeyLove had grown tired of and no longer cared about.

"This should be the eighth time playing in the Finals, is it still not enough?"

"They were leading 2-1 at one point, they were so close!"

"If Keria hadn't gone 'fountain camping' in the third game, JackeyLove might have already agreed to let me win the championship, right?"

"If it weren't for my aunt, that damn bomber, standing next to me and being charmed by Sylas, we probably would have won the fourth game, right?"

"If you're still playing next year, you should probably join the LPL, right?"

"No, I'm not playing LOL next year. I'll retire."

"I'm sorry, Brother Shui, I couldn't make you use your full strength, it's truly a pity..."

As Lee Sang-hyeok thought this, the cheers and shouts from the entire audience suddenly stopped, and his vision went completely black.

......

In April of Season 7, the Spring Split was nearing its end.

At five in the morning, the lights at the EDG base flickered like broken neon lights.

There was only one person in the training room.

In the far corner, Lin Xiu, who hadn't slept all night, huddled in his gaming chair, a half-lit cigarette dangling from his lips.

The club was a no-smoking club, so he could only smell the cigarettes and satisfy his craving.

But his eyes weren't fixed on the screen in front of him; instead, he looked up at the white wall behind it.

A familiar blue interface appeared on the wall, with lines of small white text scrolling by:

[League of Legends God-Making System]

[Target Bound: None]

[Prompt: Please bind to the Deity and activate the system as soon as possible.]

"Bind my ass!"

Lin Xiu slammed his hand on the table, spat out the tobacco dust from his mouth, blew the smoke into the trash can, and sighed deeply.

"Get out! Get out, all of you!"

"I've been reborn for almost three years, and this damn system still hasn't been activated."

"Three years! As a reborn person, I could have made a fortune doing anything, but I went astray!"

He was originally a nobody jungler in the LDL, but after witnessing Dafei's six-time world champion win in 2025, he got so angry that he went out for a run.

I stumbled upon a stroke of incredible luck, and when I opened my eyes again, I was 18 years old again.

In my previous life, I wasted my life until I was twenty-four, watching one LDL prodigy after another rise to fame, with two even winning the World Championship.

He himself has accomplished nothing, not even making it to the very edge of the LPL.

This time, he had a clear understanding of future version updates and a forward-thinking approach to version development.

In addition to the "League of Legends God-Maker System" obtained after rebirth,

I thought I could make a name for myself.

Reality, however, gave him a resounding slap in the face.

Three years have passed and the system has not yet been bound to a recognized deity; the system has remained unactivated.

Unfortunately, the system's binding requirements are simply impossible for a human to meet.

[Condition 0: The target must possess a "Divine Embryo"—a historically top-tier talent.]

Condition Two: The target must possess the heart of a strong person.

For three years, Lin Xiu had been to countless youth training camps, internet cafe tournaments, and city hero competitions. He even went to South Korea to look for the IDs that would later shine in the S-series, but he couldn't find a single person who could display "godhood".

He met JKL and Bin in an internet cafe in Huanggang, and also encountered Showmaker in an internet cafe in Seoul, South Korea.

The three are: the youngest S-series champion, the S8 champion AD carry, the only AD carry to flash forward, one of the 100 most handsome faces in Asia, and the famous "Water Brother" of the LPL.

One is Bin, the world's number one top laner who was a two-time S-series runner-up, once leading Faker 2-1, and who had the world championship within reach (regardless of how many days).

There's also Xu Ge, the LCK's "Reviver," the master of famous quotes, the S10 champion mid-laner, and a household name.

However, the system identified them all as unqualified, which is the most direct reason: their talent is not up to par.

[Assessment complete; talent rating: T0.5]

[Talent not up to standard, unable to bind]

He even found Chovy, the future top mid-laner in Incheon, the strongest farming mid-laner in history, the patent holder of the "Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger" technique, and the founder of 8848.

Surprisingly, Chovy's talent actually met the requirements, but he still failed to be recognized as a god by the system because of his cowardice!

[Assessment complete. Only a cowardly heart remains; cannot be bound.]

Lin Xiu immediately wanted to format the system.

Therefore, he could only use the most direct method: find Faker!

If there is only one god in League of Legends, it must be Faker!

But Lin Xiu was surprised to find that in the world he had traveled back to, there was no player named Faker in the entire history of League of Legends.

Left with no other option, Lin Xiu had to rely on games to understand the hard-to-understand formulas.

Relying on a slight lead in game strategy and awareness,

He was finally promoted to the first team's substitute roster by EDG this summer, with a monthly salary of 15,000 yuan.

However, meals are provided, but accommodation is not; you will have to rent a place outside.

"But this life is still better than the precarious existence of the second-team jungler before my rebirth."

Lin Xiu turned off the control panel, stretched, and prepared to shut down the computer and go to sleep.

Just then, Coach Abu pushed open the door and entered:

"Xiao Lin, still awake? Perfect timing, I have an interview at seven, come with me, Ming Kai will be there too."

"An interview? Which youth training prodigy is it now?"

"No, he's from the same hometown as Scout, from South Korea, a substitute mid laner, and might be your teammate in the future."

Abu paused, his expression somewhat subtle.

"The Korean solo queue king is named Lee Sang-hyeok, who almost joined SKT."

Lin Xiu's fingers trembled, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"Who?!"

Abu ignored his off-key voice and patted the door: "Wash your face and cheer up."

The door closed, and only the sound of a heartbeat remained in the room.

Lin Xiu crushed the unlit cigarette butt with his foot, his eyes reddening.

"Three years! I've finally found the real god!"