After Five Crowns, Please Leave the Stage

Only one hundred players occupied the server. OBSIDIAN-K led with 2,400 points. ZERO sat in last place with none. Stranger still, many IDs belonged to players who would become global stars—except here, they were unknown teenagers. A match formed. Four silent strangers joined Lin Zhou. Across from them stood a full squad wearing Obsidian academy tags. One teammate immediately started a surrender vote. “That’s the number-one stack. How are we supposed to play?” Lin Zhou put on her headset. “Four of them will push east in thirty seconds.” “Saw it in a dream?” She did not answer. Ten years ago, Gu Chen had called this lightning push his academy masterpiece.