When an Alpha is Marked by One of His Own Kind

Chapter 90

In the group stage, DG won six consecutive matches and came out as the point leader in their group. They were set to play against the top scorers in the other two groups, with match-ups drawn at random.
The knockout round was set to come next.

If DG won, they would go straight to the semifinals.

DG's supertopic and official Weibo blog were full of comments of enthusiastic support. WTG and BLX had entered the knockout round as the first and second place scorers in their groups, respectively. It could have been said that the LPL was breezing through the tournament. Even if they got through the knockout round individually, they were sure to face off again in the semifinals, where they would prove their own individual strength.

Those who lost would be forgotten, and those who won would continue to walk onwards with the goal of bringing glory to their division.

One day before the knockout round.

Inside DG's hotel.

Lu Zhe had just played a few ranked matches, and now it was lunchtime. He got up and headed towards the kitchen to take a look around. There, he saw that someone had bought a whole chicken. Lu Zhe recalled that he hadn't gotten a chance to put his own cooking skills to use for a while. He suddenly decided to roll up his sleeves and make a chicken soup.

After preparing the ingredients, Lu Zhe thoroughly washed the green onions and put them in the pot along with some ginger and other ingredients. He added water, then put in the whole chicken. Once the chicken was cooked, he grabbed a pair of chopsticks and fished the chicken out onto a plate.

While the cooked chicken cooled, Lu Zhe started to boil some noodles in that pot of soup.

The noodles had been purchased at a local Chinese supermarket. They hadn't been cheap, but that price was a small sum for Team DG. Manager Zhou was extremely thoughtful when it came to caring for his players; he never skimped. In the time since they came to Europe, the team had rarely eaten the same meal twice. And each meal was nutritionally well-balanced. Even if Manager Zhou prepared spicy food for them, he didn't let them eat anything that was diabolically spicy, like the sort of things Qian Bao and Old Wo enjoyed. He was worried there would be trouble if they upset their stomachs with too-spicy food while overseas.

Once the noodles came to a boil, Lu Zhe used the leftover green onions, ginger, and garlic to make a little bowl of seasoning sauce. He added some cooking oil, soy sauce, and vinegar, then put the bowl into the microwave to heat.

Then he put on a pair of disposable gloves and started to shred the chicken.

Although this chicken wasn't as hardy as the free-range chickens raised back home, it was fresh. And it hadn't been overcooked in the soup. The skin was tender, and the meat was decadently white. It fell off the bone easily when Lu Zhe tore at it.

Suddenly-

A cool, light scent drifted over from the doorway.

Lu Zhe looked over his shoulder and saw that Shen Qiao had come over from the gaming area at some point. Shen Qiao had picked up a pair of chopsticks to stir the noodles in the pot. Since Lu Zhe had boiled some rather broad noodles, they had a tendency to stick together while cooking, and the insides of the pieces that got stuck together sometimes didn't cook through.

"Why did you suddenly decide to cook?" Shen Qiao asked as he plucked apart two noodles. He turned to look at Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe usually couldn't be bothered to do anything like that. That day, he was only wearing a thin t-shirt from their summer uniform, under a jacket from their winter uniform. His dark sweatpants were loose, with only the ankles cinched tight by elastic.