RoleplayNovel Chapter 1: RNG Releases the Demon King from His Cage
Chapter 1: RNG Releases the Demon King from His Cage
"Get out of here! Take this 50 yuan and your luggage and go eat shit at another club."
In 2016, in a parallel world, at the entrance of the RNG club, San Shao, the manager of RNG, was looking at a rather handsome young man with a look of disdain.
At only 17 years old, he joined the club's youth training program two years ago, originally intended to be developed as a substitute for Xiao Hu.
However, he lacks some talent, but he is honest and hardworking, and the club doesn't mind giving him a chance to make a living.
But a few days ago, this boy seemed like a completely different person.
Just a few days ago, the quarterfinals of the S-series were in full swing, and RNG faced off against the invincible SKT.
Before the tournament, the club's marketing efforts generated widespread hype online, especially given its performance at this year's MSI Mid-Season Invitational.
Xiaohu has solo-killed Faker several times in a row, and they also brought in Uzi, the top domestic AD carry, in the second half of the year.
But who could have imagined that the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, and RNG made a huge mistake.
That wasn't all; from that day on, Lu Chen kept mentioning it at the club, and even posted several updates on Weibo.
[You guys are saying, why don't you practice Jhin, an AD carry that's so easy to play? You know Jhin is an OP champion in this patch, but you only played him once in the entire World Championship, and you were able to pull off a huge attack, only to get tower-dived and solo-killed by Ezreal.]
Is it really that hard to master Jhin in one season?
Of course, I'm not targeting Uzi alone. That Zyra the Wind Speaker is not human at all. If she were, I'd eat her!
And why does Faker keep stepping on Xiaohu's head in the mid lane every game? Is Faker your dad? What are you afraid of?
It's a pity I broke my shirt. If I did, I'd flee RNG at lightning speed; it's too grueling here.
Although it didn't cause much of an impact, since Lu Chen is such a nobody, and hardly anyone follows him on Weibo, only a few people lost their temper and angrily criticized him in the comments section of his Weibo posts.
"Um...Manager, I'll ask again, are you absolutely sure you want to terminate my contract?"
Lu Chen took a deep breath and looked at the manager, Third Young Master, with some trepidation.
"That's right, absolutely, definitely. Go back to where you came from, and don't let me see you at the club again."
The manager, Third Young Master, spoke coldly; he had truly been pushed to his limits by Lu Chen these past few days.
The team suffered a defeat in the S-series, and Lu Chen kept nagging beside them. Anyone would find that unbearable.
Not to mention, he even tried to persuade Wuxin to find a way to leave RNG as soon as possible.
What do you mean, as the champion AD carry of this year's Spring Split, you're willing to be trampled on by an AD carry without a title?
"Take this 50 yuan, it's the cancellation fee."
"No need, take this 50 yuan and go eat shit with your club!"
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Manager San Shao's eyes widened as he saw Lu Chen raise his hands high, look up at the sky, and shout, "Free!"
This child has gone mad.
Seeing Lu Chen's appearance, the Third Young Master had a strange feeling that he regretted terminating his contract with Lu Chen.
After all, if he had known this would drive a promising young man crazy, he would have thought it through more carefully.
He felt a little guilty, but only a little. The Third Young Master was hesitating about whether to send Lu Chen away when he felt a gust of wind blow by his side and two red bills landed in his hand, making up 250.
The next second, Lu Chen's figure had already walked further and further away, quickly getting into a taxi, and leaving behind a parting message.
"The Poor Club, here's your 200 yuan, thank you for terminating my contract."
At this point, the Third Young Master was certain that Lu Chen had gone mad.
Look, he's even thanking himself.
"Hello, young man, where are you going?"
"Whatever, the farther away from here the better!" Lu Chen urged as he fastened his seatbelt. Looking at the Third Young Master standing behind him, and seeing that he wasn't chasing after them, Lu Chen finally breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
After traveling to this parallel world for three days, he finally escaped the cage that was RNG.
He's going to have a big feast to celebrate his newfound life.
"Master, let's go to Ling Shi Road!"
"Okay, I won't use the meter anymore, I'll charge you 100 yuan."
"How much?" Lu Chen's eyes widened. "Shanghai dollars, wait a minute, Master."
At this moment, Manager San Shao had just come to his senses and was preparing to return to the club to handle RNG's loss in this year's S-series.
He intends to draw attention to EDG, since they aren't much better than his own club.
They even did things that resulted in a mess.
4396, the horse tramples the flying arrow, Olaf steps on the trap and activates his ultimate, the scene is just as hilarious as RNG's.
Before he could even react, he discovered that the 250 yuan in his hand was gone.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that Lu Chen had turned around, taken the money, and quickly slipped into a taxi.
This kid is hopeless. I should have just sent him to a mental hospital.
However, the young master quickly came to terms with it, thinking that as long as he didn't continue to cause trouble for RNG, that would be fine.
"Sir, 100 yuan, keep the change."
Lu Chen got out of the car with a flourish. What made them take back the money they had given away? It was all because of life.
Looking at the meager 4396 yuan in his hand, Lu Chen couldn't help but complain.
In a parallel universe, he himself is doing even worse than in another universe.
At least in his previous life he was a struggling online novelist. He wasn't exactly rich, but he wasn't starving, and his life was a bit more comfortable than most office workers.
"Why not do something else? Playing professionally? Are you even cut out for it?"
Lu Chen shook his head. In this parallel world, he started playing League of Legends in middle school and showed remarkable talent.
At the time, I was determined to go pro, so I dropped out of school and came to RNG's youth training program, where I spent two years on the bench.
He'd be better off writing in his past life; at least with effort, he could have a chance to get rich, and it didn't rely so much on talent.
But playing professionally won't work. Even if you're a gold digger, you'll find that gold is worthless when you get to the professional arena.
Here, even the floor tiles are made of gold.
To get ahead, you have to be rarer than gold, not to mention that Lu Chen has heard of RNG's reputation before.
As Xiao Hu's substitute, how can he ever get ahead?
The longest stream, the highest hill—even gods can voluntarily retire, but Xiaohu remains firmly seated on RNG's fishing platform.
Even if they manage to get ahead, what good will it do? They'll still be choked to death by the contracted teams in RNG's cesspool.
So the first thing Lu Chen did after transmigrating was to think about escaping RNG.
There's definitely no future for him at RNG, so what's the point of escaping?
that's not important.
The important thing is to escape first.
"With this little money, you can't even afford to rent a place." Lu Chen laughed in exasperation.
Youth training salaries are already low, and the predecessor didn't even use them sparingly.
Looks like I'll have to stay at an internet cafe.
Lu Chen took a deep breath and resolutely dragged his luggage toward the internet cafe.
I signed up for a membership and then started my grand plan to make money.
Deposit 500 and get 500 free, your assets will increase significantly in an instant.
In any case, Lu Chen's next plan is to earn some money first, because he can't live in an internet cafe for the rest of his life.
He looked at the prices for game companionship and game boosting services, and then decisively gave up.
It's tedious and doesn't pay much, so I might as well go back to my original job and become an online novelist.
It's only 2016 now, and many classic online novels haven't even been written yet. Making a fortune by plagiarizing is much more promising than playing professionally.
Playing professionally requires talent!
Some people become world champions and achieve financial freedom through professional gaming.
But Lu Chen was different. After two years of youth training, he developed—lumbar muscle strain, arm injury, fatty liver…
Without saying anything more, it's all in the past. Lu Chen decided to bid farewell to the professional gaming industry now.
There's nothing wrong with playing professionally, but becoming a platinum-level player would open up even more possibilities for him.
Open the code!
Just as Lu Chen opened the author's backend to prepare to start writing, a white light suddenly flashed in front of him.
Gradually, it coalesced into a few lines of words.
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[Operational Ability: 73]
[Reactive Nerves: 72]
[Game Awareness: 74]
Dynamic visual acuity: 76
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