Weird Live Broadcast: I Can Deduce Endlessly

Chapter 141: Compromise (5)

Gu Yi sat silently in the resting room, lost in thought.

He had just completed his last deduction, having tried numerous times but never achieving a perfect outcome.

If he alerted the authorities, he might save his parents, but then, he wouldn't be able to win the game.

If he convinced his teammates to play seriously, his parents would still be harmed by the coach.

No matter which path he took, he couldn't score more than 14 points, and the process wasn't as smooth as compromising, which could at least ensure a passing score.

His only gain from these deductions was a complete understanding of the opponent's tactics and improving his own skills.

What a pity...

If only his skill 'psychological suggestion' was stronger, he could have changed the coach's intentions or convinced his teammates to follow him, making the exam much easier.

I'm always just a little short of things to win...

"What's wrong?"

AD came over and sat beside Gu Yi. He glanced at the door, noticing the coach still on the phone, his eyes vigilantly on the two of them.

Gu Yi was silent for a moment before speaking. "Captain, I have a question."

"Go ahead."

"Is there really no way to get the best of both worlds? Do we always have to give up something?"

"Well……"

The whole team looked at Gu Yi, and even the coach couldn't help but turn back to glance at them.

"Hmph, bullshit."

The coach scoffed, leaving the resting room and slamming the door shut.

Gu Yi looked deeply at his teammates, his face somber.

The whole team dared not look directly into those eyes — he was barely twenty years old, yet his gaze seemed as profound as if he had experienced several lifetimes.

The captain sat silently for a moment. "Even you want to give up? Are you going to play a rigged game like the rest of them?"

"What do you think is the happiest moment when playing a game?" Gu Yi asked.

The mid-laner scoffed, "Happy? Not getting high blood pressure while playing is good enough, what's there to be happy about?"

"Gu Yi, we understand how you feel," the support said. "Everyone knows we can't beat the coach. He's a notorious underworld boss. If we really stand up to him, none of us can leave this stadium alive."

The jungler nodded, adding, "Exactly, even if we leave the stadium alive, can you guarantee he won't harm our families? We're just his playthings and tools; compromise is our only option."

Gu Yi ignored them, continuing on his own,

"I don't know what you all think, but I believe the greatest charm of a game lies in turning the tide against the odds.

When I first started playing this game, I encountered a match where two of our players disconnected.

The remaining two on our team didn't want to play anymore, but I kept going. I chose Juggernaut as my hero and desperately looked for opportunities to farm and gear up. In the end, when I got my full gear, I managed a 1v3 turnaround kill against the players who tried to gank me.

Inspired by me, my teammates picked up their keyboards and played seriously. After 40 minutes, we won a crucial team fight with a 2v5 exchange, and I led the minions to charge at the enemy's base.

When I saw their crystal explode, I was as exhilarated as if I'd reached a climax.

Turning the game around against the wind, it's fucking more thrilling than sex!"

Gu Yi turned and left the resting room, sneakily glancing at his four teammates with the corner of his eye.

They were all silently introspective, unsure of what to say.

Gu Yi had tried many times, using threats and temptations, appealing to emotion and reason, but his teammates would always falter at critical moments, rarely supporting him.

Honestly, dealing with the coach wasn't that hard.

The real challenge was getting his teammates on his side, igniting their fighting spirit, and making them join him in opposing the coach.

Gu Yi returned to the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, letting his mind wander blankly.

This time, he wasn't concerned about scoring. He wanted to complete the challenge following his own thoughts and heart, regardless of whether he scored high or even passed.

The exam was named "Stress Test."

So, could the pressure of scoring also be a part of the exam?

Footsteps approached from outside, and the coach burst into the bathroom, yanking open the stall door where Gu Yi was.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Taking a dump."

"Right before a match?"

"Hey, I'm just nervous."

"Hmph, nervous for what?"

Gu Yi chuckled naively, slowly wiping and pulling up his pants.

On the arena, the players were in position.

Other players were pretentiously discussing their strategies, but Gu Yi was lazily staring at the back of his chair, lost in thought looking at the computer screen.

The coach walked up behind Gu Yi and patted him on the shoulder lightly. "Kid, what trick are you pulling?"

"Like I said, I'm just nervous."

"In a bit, I'll bring your parents here, that'll calm your nerves."

"Hehe, coach, you're so considerate."

Gu Yi turned to look back, flashing a genial smile.

The coach paused, taken aback.

He had an unsettling feeling as if he were being watched by a venomous snake.

Seeing the coach silent, all the other teammates were anxious, fearing Gu Yi might do something drastic. Surprisingly, Gu Yi sat up straight, earnestly adjusting his mouse settings, seemingly unfazed by everything around him.

"Ban/Pick phase [1] is over, please coaches leave the soundproof booth."

The coach glared fiercely at the five of them and left the booth.

As the game loaded, AD, unable to contain his curiosity, covered his microphone and looked at Gu Yi, "Bro, what are you really planning?"

"Nothing special."

"I feel something's off with you."

"Just make sure not to do anything foolish, okay?"

"I don't care what you all think, I just want to act in my own way."

The match officially began.

Just as the laning phase started, Gu Yi's lane reported a win, securing the first kill.

All four teammates stared at Gu Yi in astonishment, AD nearly dropped his mouse in shock — because Gu Yi had just killed the world-renowned strongest top laner.

The coach, sitting in the audience, had just taken a bite of a hot dog and promptly spit it out.

Gu Yi's gameplay and positioning were legendary, something not even seen during serious training sessions. He played like a prophet, always predicting opponents' skills and movements, with god-level execution and counter.

"Damn it..."

After leaving the backstage, the coach hurried to the bathroom to make a phone call.

"Bring Gu Yi's parents here immediately... Don't worry if she's sick or not, just bring her here!"

The coach, having arranged everything, rushed back to the venue.

As soon as he arrived backstage, he was greeted by a wave of cheering from outside. He had an ominous feeling and quickly peered out from behind the door.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience.

In the game, a "penta-kill" was announced, with Gu Yi's top lane character executing a "penta-kill", taking out five enemies alone, while the remaining teammates were seemingly just wandering in the jungle area.

The opposing team of five went AFK, [2] watching as Gu Yi single-handedly demolished their base.

At this point in the game, only 20 minutes had passed, and the kill score was 18 to 3, with Gu Yi alone accounting for 17 of those kills.

Such a feat would typically be seen only when a top-tier player battles against lower-level opponents.

Yet, this was happening on the stage of a world championship!

When did Gu Yi gain such formidable skills?

Was the match really over just in the time it took to use the toilet and make a phone call?