That night, a high-end restaurant in the center of Reykjavik overlooking Fahsa Bay was generously booked by EDG Club.
This restaurant is famous for its fresh Icelandic seafood and unique Nordic cuisine. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the gorgeous sunset that is unique to Iceland in summer and lasts for several hours.
The atmosphere of the celebration banquet was warm yet relaxed. There were no business bosses, no media reporters, only EDG’s entire team members, coaching staff, and a few official LPL staff who traveled with the team.
"Come on, come on! Raise the juice in your hand for our Meiko, with high spirits.
"Cheers!"
The laughter of the teenagers echoed in the warm restaurant.
Su Mo did not participate in the young people's quarrel. All his attention was focused on the plate of grilled Icelandic lobster served on a volcanic rock plate that had just been served in front of him.
The bright red shrimp shells, plump shrimp meat, and the special butter garlic sauce are fragrant.
"Finally eaten." Su Mo cut off a piece of shrimp meat with satisfaction and put it into his mouth. The firm and chewy texture and unparalleled sweetness made him squint his eyes in comfort.
The factory director walked to him and sat down next to him with a glass of lemonade. Looking at his gluttonous appearance, he couldn't laugh or cry: "After all, he is the first person in LOL, and that's all you pursue?"
"What else?" Su Mo asked without raising his head, "I won the championship and got the bonus. Isn't it just to eat something good and have a good sleep?"
These words of wisdom made the teammates around him laugh.
At this moment, Abu came over with his mobile phone, with an excited smile on his face: "The country has exploded! We accounted for seven of the top ten hot searches on Weibo! #EDG 3:0 DK#, #MoRuiwen#, #神不bleed#... all exploded! The official account of CCTV News all posted messages of congratulations!"
This news pushed the atmosphere at the scene to a climax again.
Jiejie shouted excitedly: "Real or fake? Show me quickly! Now I am really proud of my ancestors!"
Looking at the overwhelming praise and congratulations on the mobile phone, even the calmest Meiko's eyes were slightly red.
They know that all the efforts they have put in have received the best reward at this moment.
Halfway through the celebration banquet, the club manager announced the upcoming itinerary: "Considering everyone's hard work during this period, the club has decided to give everyone two days off before returning to China. During these two days, we will go to experience the unique natural scenery of Iceland, and all expenses will be reimbursed by the club!"
"Long live!" Jiejie cheered again.
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In the early morning of the next day, bidding farewell to the tense competition, the EDG team embarked on a real trip.
They rented a comfortable tour bus and headed along Iceland's most famous Golden Circle route.
The first stop is Thingvellir National Park. The huge fault rift valley formed by the separation of the Eurasian and American plates makes everyone feel the miraculous workmanship of nature.
The second stop was the Geysir Geyser. When the soaring water column spewed out amidst everyone’s exclamations, Jiejie was as excited as a child, pulling Scout to take a funny photo of him foaming at the mouth.
Su Mo, on the other hand, was not interested in these landscapes that required waiting. He found a quiet bench to sit down, put on his headphones, and enjoyed the rare tranquility.
However, when the bus arrived at Gullfoss, even Su Mo was shocked by the sight in front of him.
The huge waterfall is divided into two layers, pouring down from the fault with a sound like thunder. The splashing water mist forms a brilliant rainbow under the sunlight.
The majesty and magnificence originating from heaven and earth make all the noise and disputes in the e-sports world seem insignificant.
"How is it?" Meiko walked up to him, "Compared with Summoner's Rift in the game, which one is more spectacular?"
"It's incomparable," Su Mo shook his head and sighed sincerely, "One is the limit of human creation, and the other is the graffiti of God."
The two-day journey made the team members completely relaxed.
They saw volcanoes, glaciers, waterfalls and black sand beaches, and soaked in the Blue Lagoon Hot Spring to relieve their exhaustion.
On the last half day of the holiday, they returned to downtown Reykjavik, preparing to buy some souvenirs to take back home.
In a beautifully decorated souvenir shop on the busiest shopping street in the city center, an accident happened.
Jiejie fell in love with a Viking-shaped horn cup and wanted to buy it back as a live broadcast prop.
Viper can't put it down for those cute Icelandic puffin dolls.
Su Mo was not interested in these things and just followed the crowd around.
When Meiko called everyone to check out, Su Mo touched his pants pocket out of habit and was about to take out his wallet.
However, the pockets were empty.
Su Mo’s brows frowned instantly.
He quietly checked all his pockets, but still found nothing.
Wallet, missing.
"What's wrong, Brother Mozi?" The attentive Meiko noticed something strange about him.
"It's okay," Su Mo shook his head, his tone still calm, "I may have left my wallet in the hotel. You guys buy it first, and I'll pay with my mobile phone."
Although Su Mo said it lightly, Meiko still felt something was wrong.
Su Mo is not the kind of person who cares about things.
After paying the bill and walking out of the store, Meiko pulled Su Mo aside and asked in a low voice: "Is it really lost?"
Su Mo sighed and nodded: "Well, it must have been stolen. I don't have much cash, mainly because the documents and cards are troublesome."
"What?! Stolen?" Jiejie, who had sharp ears next to him, immediately became furious, "Damn! Who dares to steal our Brother Mozi's wallet! Call the police! You must call the police!"
His shouting immediately attracted the attention of all his teammates.
"Don't worry," Su Mo held down the impulsive Jiejie, but his eyes became extremely sharp, "It's too slow to call the police, and there is little hope of getting her back. Let me do it myself."
After saying that, he slowly closed his eyes.
The teammates around him were stunned, not understanding what he was going to do.
Only the factory director and Abu looked at him thoughtfully.
In Su Mo’s mind, the scenes from the moment he entered this shopping street were like a video tape with the fast forward and slow playback buttons pressed, and they began to play back at a rapid pace.
Every passerby who passed by him, every subtle physical contact, every look in his eyes... all the information recorded by his subconscious was being screened, analyzed, and reorganized at a speed that exceeded common sense.
This is his monster-like brain processing power and dynamic visual memory that have been honed to the extreme by e-sports.
A few seconds later, Su Mo opened his eyes suddenly, a cold light flashing in his pupils.
One scene caught his eye: right in front of the souvenir shop just now, a man wearing a gray hoodie and a baseball cap made an extremely subtle move with his arms close to his body when he passed by.
At the time, he didn't pay much attention, but looking back now, it was the most classic tactic of pickpockets.
He did not explain much, but just said to everyone: "Wait for me here, I will come as soon as I go."
After saying that, he turned around, went against the flow of people, and walked back in the direction he had just taken.
His steps were calm, but his eyes were like a hawk, scanning every corner of the street.
According to the habits of professional pickpockets, they will not stay away immediately after they succeed. Instead, they will find a corner, quickly take out the cash in the wallet, and then throw away the wallet and documents.
Su Mo's goal is to find the guy who is selling the stolen goods.
Sure enough, at the entrance of an alley not far away, Su Mo saw the familiar figure in a gray hoodie.
The man was facing away from the street, with his head lowered, and seemed to be fiddling with something in his hand.
Su Mo did not choose to rush up and yell, which would only make the other party frightened and run away.
He just slowed down like an ordinary tourist, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pretended to look at the map, and got closer step by step.
· The distance was five meters, four meters, three meters...
· Just when the two were about to pass each other, Su Mo whispered in fluent English at a volume that only the other party could hear:
· "Sir, how was the harvest?"
· The man's body froze in place for an instant, as if he had been cast down.
He turned his head slowly, his face under the baseball cap filled with disbelief.
Su Mo didn't speak anymore, just looked at him quietly, with a hint of cold smile at the corner of his mouth.
The look in his eyes was not murderous, but more oppressive than any threat, as if he was examining a flying insect stuck in a spider web and struggling in vain.
Like the cold sea water, the pickpocket was instantly submerged.
He has been on the streets for many years and boasts of meeting countless people, but he has never seen such a look.
He had no doubt that if anything happened to him, the seemingly thin oriental young man in front of him would make him remember this day forever in a way that he could not imagine.
A few seconds later, the man took out the black wallet from his pocket, handed it over respectfully with both hands, and stammered something in Icelandic, probably apologizing and begging for mercy.
Su Mo took the wallet, opened it and checked it. There was no shortage of cash, cards, or documents.
He did not leave immediately.
"Mobile phone." Su Mo spit out a word in English.
The pickpocket was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but he still took out his old mobile phone tremblingly.
Su Mo took it, turned on the front camera, and then put the wallet back into the pickpocket's hand.
"Take it and smile." Su Mo's tone left no room for doubt.
The pickpocket was completely stunned, but his survival instinct made him stiffly pull the corners of his mouth and squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
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After taking the photo, Su Mo directly stopped a patrolling policeman nearby, informed him of the problem and handed the thief over to him.
Him will not be soft-hearted when dealing with such a bitch.
When Su Mo returned to the original place, Jiejie and the others immediately surrounded him like a group of anxious penguins.
"How is it? Brother Mo Zi! Have you found it?"
Su Mo shook the wallet in his hand and said calmly: "It's back to its original owner. Let's go, it's getting late. It's time to go back to the hotel to pack your luggage and get ready to go home."
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On the bus back to the hotel, Abramovich cleared his throat and suggested: "Everyone, MSI played very well this time. There will definitely be a series of commercial activities and live broadcasts after returning to China. I discussed with the factory director, since the club has given us two days off, how about we stay for two more days? Experience the extreme daylight in Iceland, or go see the Northern Lights and relax completely?"
However, unexpectedly, there were only a few responders.
"Goodbye, Bu Guo," Jiejie was the first to complain. "The scenery here is nice, but eating Western food every day makes me feel like a bird is out of my mouth! I miss Malatang and crayfish! And I haven't broadcast live for several days. My fans must miss me!"
Viper and Scout also communicated quietly in Korean, and then Scout said: "Coach, we also want to go back early... we want to eat barbecue and kimchi soup, and... we miss the bed at the base."
The reaction of the team members made Abramovich dumbfounded.
They are all-powerful world champions, but in the final analysis, they are still a group of Internet-addicted teenagers who cannot live without the Internet and miss the taste of their hometown.
In the end, everyone's eyes turned to Su Mo, who closed his eyes and rested.
Su Mo slowly opened his eyes and yawned: "Go home, the bed outside is really not comfortable to sleep on."
He made the final decision and unanimously approved.
EDG's trip to Iceland has come to an end.
On the return flight, unlike the tension and expectations when arriving, there was a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in the cabin.
Jiejie can’t wait to take out his notebook and start imagining the content of his first live broadcast after returning to China. He has already thought of the title - Online Teaching of Champion Junglers! Teach you how to honor your ancestors!
Viper and Scout each had an iPad and were watching the latest Korean dramas attentively, making aunty laughs from time to time.
Meiko is working with the factory director to review the data of all teams in MSI to prepare for the upcoming summer split.
Su Mo, on the other hand, put on eye masks and noise-canceling headphones from the moment the plane took off, isolated himself from the world, and fell into a deep sleep.
It has nothing to do with him anyway.
After more than ten hours of flight, the plane landed smoothly at Shanghai Pudong International Airport.
While the plane was still taxiing, a reminder suddenly came from the cabin broadcast: "Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at Shanghai Pudong International Airport. Here, on behalf of all the crew members, I would like to extend my warmest congratulations to the special passengers on our flight - the League of Legends MSI mid-season championship world champion, the EDG team! Welcome home, and welcome the hero's triumph!"
Happy applause and cheers instantly erupted in the cabin, and many passengers looked curiously at the front row of business class where the EDG team members were seated.
Jiejie was so excited that her face turned red and she straightened her back, enjoying this exclusive honor.
However, when a group of them passed through the VIP channel and prepared to walk to the baggage claim area, they truly understood what a heroic triumph is.
At the end of the passage, outside the glass door leading to the arrival hall, there is a boiling world.
Hundreds of fans surrounded the entire international arrivals gate, forming an endless sea of people.
Some of them were wearing the same EDG team uniforms, holding a variety of support signs and banners in their hands.
"Welcome EDG to return triumphantly!"
"Yyds, the Mo God! The world's number one top laner!"
"MSI defends the title! The sword is aimed at S11!"
The shouts of the fans gathered into a huge sound wave, almost breaking through the dome of the airport.
The flash is like daylight, and the sound of the shutter is endless.
Everyone was also shocked and speechless by the exaggerated battle in front of them.
Jiejie was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He waved his arms vigorously to the crowd.
Under the difficult protection of club staff and airport security personnel, everyone in EDG slowly moved forward among the crowd.
Although the fans were excited, they maintained restraint and just kept shouting their names.
"Mo! Mo! Mo!"
Su Mo's name is undoubtedly the loudest among them.
He also kept waving and greeting fans.
This is such a simple and indifferent response, but it always triggers more fanatical screams.
Finally, after nearly half an hour of trekking, all EDG members boarded the minibus sent by the club to pick them up.
The moment the car door closed, the hustle and bustle of the outside world was cut off, and the world suddenly became quiet.
Jiejie slumped in his seat, gasping for air, but with a satisfied smile on his face: "It's too... too exaggerated! It feels more tiring than winning the championship, but it's really great!" (End of this chapter)