Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1639 - 894: Inviting the Gods_2

Cui Yu began without any early advantage, his mental pacing unraveling as he desperately attempted to close the gap with his opponents.

By level six, the two clashed in the river. The Blind Monk successfully landed his second Q, but even though Cui Yu activated his E, it failed to save him, and he was decisively solo killed. Seeking redemption, he spent time farming before initiating another fight with the Blind Monk, only to be caught in a trap by the Monk and his allies.

The entire tempo of the match was dictated by Nie Ze, with poor Cui Yu being toyed with ease. When the nexus finally shattered, Cui Yu remained paralyzed in his seat, staring blankly at the monitor. Whether it was mechanical skill, map awareness, or a deep understanding of his hero, he was fundamentally inferior to Nie Ze in every measurable way.

Guo Kunnan watched the entire match and sensed Cui Yu's lingering confusion. This defeat could not be laid at the feet of his teammates; the top laner had been targeted twice but maintained his composure, even securing a kill under the enemy tower, which highlighted his immense skill.

Guo Kunnan wondered aloud, "How could he track your movements so perfectly? Are you certain he isn't using a map hack?"

Cui Yu shuddered, a sudden spark of hope flickering in his eyes. "Yes, exactly! It has to be a hack. Boss Wei likely commissioned him and provided the software just to manufacture hype!"

Furious, Cui Yu bolted behind Nie Ze to verify his suspicions. He proceeded to watch an entire game where Nie Ze jungled with a Sword Saint, single-handedly decimating the enemy team. As the game reached its conclusion, Cui Yu’s spirit withered; Nie Ze was not hacking.

...

Meanwhile, Chen Siyu was navigating the jungle in her own match, wandering from wolves to ghosts and then to golems, before foolishly attempting the dragon, only to be slain by the enemy Werewolf within the pit.

Frost Archer messaged: "Bro, you clearly can't jungle. Why didn't you mention that at the start?"

Sword Saint Chen Siyu replied: "I don't know how to jungle? Have I not been performing well?"

Frost Archer retorted: "Do you genuinely understand the jungle? Because I am not seeing it."

Sword Saint Siyu insisted: "I have already killed countess small wolves and golems, did you not notice?"

Frost Archer: "You really have no idea, do you, bro?"

Sword Saint Siyu: "Huh? Junglers are supposed to gank? I am not the police!"

Beyond Chen Siyu’s headset, the air was thick with profanity. She trembled while farming the golems, terrified of being doxxed. The Internet cafe was a truly volatile environment! As she continued her aimless jungling, the game ended in defeat.

She removed her headset only to be greeted by the surrounding players still cursing and labeling the jungler an idiot. Chen Siyu offered only an awkward, polite smile. The group she played with grew increasingly enraged before storming off, shouting, "Stupid game, I am done!" They were far too incensed even to continue their session.

A short time later, as Chen Siyu prepared to queue for another match, an artsy-looking young man approached her. He spoke with a sycophantic tone: "Young lady, your tranquility is remarkable; you are truly a bright light in this stifling Internet cafe."

Chen Siyu looked at him, confused: "Why do you say that?"

The young man smiled gracefully, thinking he had surely won her over: "Because while everyone else was shouting and cursing, you remained calm and composed. I concluded that you must possess an independent spirit."

Chen Siyu replied awkwardly: "That is just because they were all cursing at me."

The young man turned and walked away.

...

Chen Siyu’s attempt to master the jungle had clearly failed. She glanced over at Jiang Ning, who had just finished his game with a perfect 10-0 record, while Xue Yuantong sported a 13-0. Feeling dejected, she muttered, "Am I destined for a life of mediocrity?"

Jiang Ning, having finished his session with Tongtong, asked: "Would you prefer a lifetime of mediocrity or half an hour of absolute glory?"

Chen Siyu’s eyes ignited: "I want to win!"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Watch closely. I am going to possess you for this match."

Chen Siyu froze, a strange thought crossing her mind: 'Is he suggesting a wife-swap?' But that did not seem right; should it not be Jiang Ning’s wife offering such a thing? Before she could dwell on it, she subconsciously clicked the match button. Soon, she found herself queued directly against the star player, Nie Ze.

Seeing her opponent, the taunts from Cui Yu echoed in her mind: "You are too weak!" Remembering the Frost Archer: "I could play better with my feet!" Then, thoughts of the powerful Tongtong surfaced. But she, Chen Siyu, was just an ordinary girl!

Still, her spirit was burning; she wanted to fight! Chen Siyu immediately locked in Izreal, the embodiment of her suffering. She gripped the mouse tightly, whispering: "Pain, it is all too painful!"

Jiang Ning muttered under his breath: "Nutcase!" Regardless, he extended his Divine Sense, enveloping the computer system entirely.

The match began. Cui Yu laughed as he strolled over: "No way, Chen Siyu, you are really up against Nie Ze?" She used Izreal to challenge Nie Ze’s Saint Gun Ranger. Chen Siyu retorted simply: "I have sold my soul for the second time!" Cui Yu was confused: "Uh, what about the first?" Chen Siyu remained silent.

From that moment, she ceased to be a mere player; she became Izreal himself! Her prayers were answered, her fingers guided by an invisible force, hitting every key with lethal precision. The cafe manager, Xiao Yu, noted that Nie Ze, usually relaxed, had become uncharacteristically serious.

Nie Ze remarked: "This opponent is incredibly strong. They carry an inexplicable sense of oppression!" Despite playing a strong champion, the opposing Izreal moved with terrifying agility. After only a short time in the lane, Nie Ze was dripping with cold sweat.

The player was too clinical. No flaws in movement, reaction times rivaling a script, and perfectly timed spellcasts. Having fought this long, she remained at full health! Nie Ze eventually slipped, resulting in a solo kill for Izreal and the loss of a massive minion wave.

Cui Yu, currently eating instant noodles, was paralyzed with shock. He carried his bowl over to watch behind Nie Ze, arriving just in time to witness him being dived under his own tower. The cafe owner exclaimed: "Damn, who is this expert capable of solo killing Nie Ze?"

He switched the camera to Chen Siyu’s screen, revealing the incredible Izreal with a massive economic lead and inhuman hand speed. The enemy jungler’s gank was thwarted before he could even land a strike. After Nie Ze was solo killed for the fourth time, he surrendered his hands in defeat: "I cannot hit him, he dives me under the tower—how is this operation so fluid? Is he hacking?"

Cui Yu was stunned. In that moment, he no longer harbored doubts about Nie Ze's legitimacy. Guided by divine power and absolute superiority, Chen Siyu ended the match. Nie Ze had fallen. After the game, Chen Siyu was breathless, wondering if she were truly this talented. In her head, the words of Jiang Ning echoed: 'Do you prefer an ordinary life, or a burning half hour?'

"Am I actually the expert?" Chen Siyu was overjoyed. Cui Yu’s mind raced: 'I lost to Nie Ze, Nie Ze lost to Chen Siyu, does that mean Chen Siyu’s skill is greater than mine?'

Jiang Ning retracted his Divine Sense. He had used it to calculate the game data from every angle, simultaneously guiding Chen Siyu’s movements with his Spiritual Power to ensure flawless execution. In a sense, he had channeled a god through her. In the class group chat, Dong Qingfeng messaged: "Is anyone at the Yucai Internet Cafe? I heard Nie Ze is playing there."

Chen Siyu replied: "I am here!"

Dong Qingfeng: "How is Nie Ze playing today?"

Chen Siyu: "Not bad, although I solo killed him several times in the lane and under his tower."

After sending this, Chen Siyu—the undisputed MVP—headed to the front desk to claim her prize. Under the flickering e-sports lights, Nie Ze stared at this seemingly innocent, cute girl as if he had just seen a ghost. Meanwhile, the class group chat descended into hysterics; the claim was absurd! Lu Qiqi, who had been studying the game, was ready to jump in to defend the reputation of giants, but then Chai Wei—who hadn't spoken in months—replied: "Hehe, if you actually beat Nie Ze, I will eat my computer right now."

Cui Yu quickly snapped a photo of Chen Siyu as the MVP accepting her reward and posted it. He wrote: "Ah Wei, why do you enter the chat just to lie and make a fool of yourself?"