It made sense, with the finals of the Autumn Split next Saturday. If she couldn’t sign with God’s Fury, Alvin’s team might not even make it to the game.


    She remembered when Alvin established his esports team in her previous life. While it wasn’t opposed by the Turner family, they didn’t offer any support either.


    The so-called base of God’s Fury was just a vi under Alvin’s name that he had converted.


    If Alvin wasn’t rich, the team might not have even been formed.


    Aubree raised an eyebrow, chose not to reply, and upon entering the door, she found Alvin on the living room sofa holding his phone, looking rather displeased.


    “I don’t need any tutoring. The money will be paid as usual. As for what you do here during this time, do whatever,” Alvin said without even looking up.


    Aubree chuckled and walked in front of him.


    Alvin was already irritated by Phoenix not replying to his messages. He looked up impatiently, “I thought I said-”


    Before he could finish, Aubree shed her phone in front of him, saying, “Here’s where we meet, Shrek.”


    Instantly, Alvin’s poker face cracked as he gave Aubree a thorough once-over, still unable to believe this seemingly malnourished girl could be the Phoenix who pulled off those slick moves.


    Or maybe he’d just assumed Phoenix was male from the start.


    It couldn’t really me him, though–that was just how the esports scene rolled.


    “You really are Phoenix?” he asked in disbelief.


    “Wanna y a round?”


    That lit a fire in Alvin’s eyes. “Let’s go. There’s a gaming room on the second floor.”


    Alvin’s setup at home was even better than most inte cafes. Once in-game, Aubree pulled Alvin into a 3v3 map.


    “I main jungler. You might be at a disadvantage here,” he said.


    “No prob. If you can gain an edge, you’re the boss.”


    “First blood decides it.”


    In-game, Aubree locked in Ahri. This champion boasted multiple discement skills and swift jungle clearing speed, ranking among the faster mages in the midne. In the 3v3 map, letting go of the jungle resources would put one at a considerable disadvantage.


    She wasn’t bad at ying junglers, but since she was aiming for pro midne, gotta show off the skills.


    Alvin wasn’t too surprised by Aubree’s pick.


    At the start, both sides were clearing their jungle and minions as usual. After a skirmish, Alvin provided a fake vision and then crouched in the bushes.


    That was how he got his nickname-always popping out from unexpected spots, catching opponents off guard.


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    Aubree noticed and smirked, estimating Alvin’s hiding spot in the bushes, then maneuvered her champion closer.


    When the distance felt right, Alvin made his move.


    A golden figure appeared on the map, apanied by the sound of ss shattering, heading straight towards Aubree. Without haste, Aubree deftly dodged to the side with a well-timed second skill.


    Perfect prediction. Alvin threw out hisbo, but Aubree simply dodged it like it was a piece of cake.


    Timing and distance control were spot on.


    Alvin initially thought it was just a coincidence and didn’t pay much attention. After missing his attack and taking a set of damage himself, he used his skills, only to have his opponent vanish from sight.


    This scenario kept ying out in the subsequent rounds. As he thought of their previous match, Alvin’s breath hitched-this wasn’t coincidence; it was Aubree’s deliberate move.


    ‘How did she do it?!’ Even after watching her highlight reels countless times, Alvin still marveled at her countless escapes from the brink and her almost-dead counter-kills.


    Before, he thought it was just Aubree’s amazing skills, but what if all of it was her calction? That was just terrifying.


    As he thought about it, Alvin wondered if this was even something a human could achieve.


    With the dimming of his screen, Alvin found himself increasingly unable to sit still as he gazed at the gold disparity on the post-game summary page.


    There was only one kill difference, and he was a pro yer. Yet, the gold gap was so huge on a 3v3 map.


    “How do you always dodge my ambushes?” he asked.


    Aubreeughed. “Simple. I just need to know the range of your attack, right?”


    Alvin choked on his words, thinking to himself, ‘Would I have made a move without being certain that Aubree was within my attack range? This is a game map, after all! Such precise distance control-is she even human?


    Taking a deep breath, Alvin stared at Aubree with an unusually intense gaze. “Come on, join my team!”