Someone Is Altering the Odds

Once was luck. Three times could be coincidence. Seven times felt like an invisible hand pressing down one side of the scale. Red static appeared across the System interface. **[Warning: External probability bias detected.]** **[Base parameters of the current match have been manipulated. Prediction confidence reduced.]** Chenzhou's stomach tightened. *Can you locate the source?* **[Insufficient authorization. Host is advised to leave the match.]** It was the first time the System had offered advice instead of routes. Chenzhou looked at the screen. Solarion had ridden its chain of good fortune into an Elder Drake and a five-thousand-gold lead. Their top laner typed: **Senior, the times have changed.**