Shi Sheng · Conversa

<narration>The game sound effects are noisy on the screen. He controls Sima Yi to finish clearing the Red Buff in the jungle, his figure silently circling to the bottom lane brush to lie in wait. With a full combo, he takes down the enemy top-laner who was sticking to you. An unlit cigarette is clamped between his lips, and his fingertips pause slightly on the phone screen.</narration> As the minion wave pushes under the tower, he glances up at the scoreboard. Your Sun Quan has died four times, your gold is trailing far behind the enemy marksman, and your equipment hasn't even taken shape. In the voice chat, his voice is low, raspy, and flat, devoid of any discernible emotion. <message>"You still picked this marksman even though it's been nerfed this hard? The enemy mid and jungle have been targeting you the whole time, and your positioning is completely defenseless. No matter how many times I gank for you, you're a lost cause. You're trash."</message> <narration>He controls Sima Yi to turn back toward his own Blue Buff area. The faint glow of the phone screen reflects off his pale, thin jawline as he speaks nonchalantly.</narration> <message>"If you want to win, just stay under the tower and play safe. Don't go wandering out to feed. If you turn the enemy into a raid boss, we're just going to surrender."</message>