Chapter 3: The Godfather’s Black Technology Replay
Jiang Yuan was stunned.
Looking at Jiang Ruoxi, he suddenly had a vision of Mitsui Hisashi from Slam Dunk…
After a moment, he pulled out Jiang Ruoxi’s chair and sat down, logging into his cloud storage.
Jiang Ruoxi stood behind him, expression serious.
The president glared at the other four girls, making them get up from their chairs.
The top laner looked reluctant, the AD remained expressionless, and the support admired her manicure.
Su Wanwan crossed her arms and looked at the screen sideways.
Jiang Yuan opened a replay: “This is from a flex queue game I encountered last night. I think it’s quite representative, so let me walk you through it.”
After opening the replay, Jiang Ruoxi was immediately surprised: “This is… my game from last night?”
Jiang Yuan smiled: “Yeah, I didn’t expect such a coincidence. And you didn’t recognize my voice?”
Jiang Ruoxi apologized frantically: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
“Heh.”
Su Wanwan snorted dismissively, her tone carrying three parts disdain and seven parts understanding: “Case solved. I told you so, didn’t I? He’s definitely here for our Ruoxi!”
This time, no one argued.
Except for Jiang Ruoxi, all the girls shared the same thought.
After all… such a coincidence was hard to believe as pure chance.
The president’s eyes also flashed with disappointment.
The women’s esports club had attracted male “coaches” before, but without exception, they all had ulterior motives.
When Jiang Yuan arrived this time, she’d still held onto a sliver of hope.
Now it seemed he was probably just like all the previous guys…
Jiang Yuan acted as if he hadn’t heard Su Wanwan’s comment or noticed the change in atmosphere around him.
He only cared about Jiang Ruoxi, addressing her directly: “This match is actually very similar to the game you just played—three losing lanes with only your Lillia being well-developed, right?”
Jiang Ruoxi quickly refocused and nodded seriously: “Yes.”
“Let’s look directly at the final teamfight.”
Jiang Yuan dragged the timeline.
In the footage, the movement paths of both teams’ champions were outlined with different colored lines.
Key skill releases, ward placements, and resource acquisitions were marked with prominent indicators.
However, Jiang Yuan moved through it quickly, so these details flashed by.
Though they didn’t see everything clearly, the girls became curious.
This was very different from their usual replay reviews…
The support secretly observed through gaps in her fingernails, the top laner and AD remained expressionless, Su Wanwan frowned, and the president tilted her head.
The timeline was pulled to just before the final high ground defense teamfight.
“Look here.” Jiang Yuan pointed at the screen. “The enemy’s five-man group is pushing forward, our positioning is scattered. Your position allows for a great engage, but…”
“The team isn’t grouped, vision is lacking, and you chose to attempt a five-man engage without confirming your teammates’ communication and status—exactly the same handling as today’s game.”
“High-risk decision making, lack of confirmation on teammate positions and status, no guarantee of follow-up damage, extremely likely to cause team disconnection.”
Immediately after, the screen rapidly changed as Jiang Yuan said:
“This is an animation I created to simulate what follows.”
“Look, the optimal play was to kite backward, use small skills to poke at the edges, wait for our AD to finish clearing the top wave, then engage.”
“Of course, you could also use small skills to fish for picks, try to control one person for focused fire.”
All the champions moved like chess pieces, following Jiang Yuan’s narration in simulated plays!
He demonstrated several different developmental scenarios one after another.
There was even a floating indicator showing real-time win rate fluctuations under different circumstances.
All the girls were stunned!
The president’s pupils contracted, her chest necklace bouncing up and down.
Su Wanwan’s mouth fell open, and the air conditioning blew strands of hair into her mouth. She brushed them out, spitting three times.
The top laner’s neck shrank back, shocked enough to create a triple chin.
The support stopped examining her manicure, a flash of amazement in her eyes.
The AD frowned tightly, and beneath her seemingly cold facade, her desire to complain was overwhelming:
‘Hey! What the hell is this thing?! Did a Hollywood team come to work for an esports club?!’
Amid the girls’ shock, Jiang Yuan finished demonstrating all possibilities and said:
“Overall, you had better options available at the time. Forcing the engage when teammates can’t follow up easily leads to today’s result.”
Jiang Ruoxi stared wide-eyed, took a deep breath to calm herself, then nodded solemnly: “Yes.”
These principles weren’t things she didn’t understand before.
But no one had ever been able to lay out every detail and every decision’s pros and cons from a chaotic teamfight so clearly and visually before her.
Especially the simulated “optimal solutions”—they gave her an enlightening feeling.
So that’s how it should have been handled…
At this moment, it felt like a dusty door in her mind was slowly being pushed open.
What had been vague at the consciousness level suddenly became much clearer.
【Detected player ‘Jiang Ruoxi’ game sense attribute improvement, C-→C+】
【Godfather Points +10】
Jiang Yuan: “President, could you send me more jungle gameplay recordings today?”
“Oh, oh!” The president snapped back to reality, stuttering: “Yes, of course!”
Jiang Yuan continued: “To win the internet cafe tournament with your current state is impossible. This competition—the men’s esports club will send their second team, and their lowest rank is Diamond.”
“I just watched your gameplay. To win, the only chance is to play around the jungle, with all three lanes maintaining priority to help jungle invade.”
“Now let’s all do self-introductions so I can understand your champion pools.”
Jiang Yuan kept a fast pace.
The girls hadn’t quite caught up yet.
The president looked at Jiang Yuan with curious eyes.
Then she cleared her throat: “Coach, I’m Ji Shiyun, fourth-year business management. I mainly handle club management. My position is support, and I only know how to play Yuumi…”
Jiang Yuan smiled at her.
The other girls followed with introductions.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yuan’s gaze swept over each of them as he mentally commanded: Eagle Eye.
【Top tank girl, Lin Yuanyuan, potential: E-】
【AD cold girl, Qin Shu, potential: D】
【Support foot-picking girl, Zhao Xiaomeng, potential: C-】
Three people cost him 30 Godfather Points, leaving only 20 points.
Jiang Yuan looked at the terrible potential ratings on the system panel and sighed inwardly.
Except for Jiang Ruoxi, none of them were viable.
Finally, it was Su Wanwan’s turn.
She maintained her arms-crossed posture, lips slightly pouted, looking sideways toward the door:
“Su Wanwan, second-year business management, mid lane, specializes in assassins.”
Jiang Yuan hesitated, then used Eagle Eye.
When her information panel appeared, his eyes lit up.
Those points were well spent!