Chapter Three: The Wild Father I Summoned by Signal Is Exactly Why I Rule!

Rumble’s sudden arrival shattered Lee Sin’s courage to go all-in against Graves. A one-on-one was a true test of manhood; a one-on-two was simply a giveaway.

Lee Sin ceased his relentless aggression and began to retreat, with Graves closely pursuing, continuously dealing damage.

At that moment, the live stream audience noticed that Logic’s actions suddenly paused—not completely, but noticeably. Just before stopping, he had thrown out a skillshot E to slow Lee Sin, forcing out his Flash.

“The critical moment is here, brothers,” Logic said.

“Does anyone really know if we should follow up on this kill? Let me put it this way: amateurs chase, but experts don’t. As experts among experts, we need to clarify our thinking first—why are we coming back to base now to upgrade instead of pressing the attack?”

“It’s to create the illusion for the jungler that we’re on the same side.”

“We’ve done our part with the gank and the slow; chasing any further would be rude. If the jungler dies chasing the kill, it’s a huge loss for you; if they secure the kill, all previous efforts are wasted. So what should we do now?”

“Exactly! We should take the Rift Scuttlers they left behind because of the fight.”

Logic prided himself on being logical. He stated the kill went to the jungler, and the minion wave split 70/30, so he would adhere strictly to that principle. What he didn’t mention was who the jungle monsters belonged to, nor who got the 70% share.

After clearing the Rift Scuttlers, Logic immediately returned to base and rushed out a magic penetration build.

Rumble benefits more from magic penetration than raw ability power; the correct build allows him to deliver much higher burst damage.

Conversely, the wrong build wastes his advantage.

Yes, this was a direct criticism of reckless, bare-bones AD players in chaotic teamfights who rush Collector without any synergy.

What’s the point of that?

With the Teleport advantage, this loss wasn’t significant—more importantly, the strategy was effective. Now, Graves and Logic were practically inseparable.

As always, what must the top laner do?

Dominate their lane and crush their opponent to radiate pressure onto teammates?

Well... that’s not wrong, but in a professional setting, this approach is problematic. Even the peak TheShy cannot guarantee a solo lane kill every game. Opponents can sometimes hold back, and an overly aggressive player becomes the weak link.

The correct approach is to make your teammates comfortable and your opponents uncomfortable within your means—this applies to both competitive play and ranked climbing.

With early investment, Logic believed Graves would understand what to do.

Sure enough, after Graves hunted down Lee Sin and cleared half of the enemy’s jungle, he immediately turned his attention to the top lane.

Logic smiled at Graves’ ping.

Normally, after such a big clear, Graves would head home with a pocket full of gold to upgrade gear and increase his lethality—but the debt to the top laner had yet to be repaid!

Graves had just killed someone and was willing to sacrifice minions to help Logic secure a kill. Now, Logic, sitting on a fat kill, had to return the favor.

Even at the peak of the Orphaned Summit, where players often feel isolated, those in Master tier have some savvy.

With a bottom lane that’s unreliable and a mid lane barely holding ground, the outcome of this game came down to the synergy between top and jungle. Judging by Camille’s position, many would think she had recalled, but here she stood defiantly, ready to fight back.

This Camille, this opportunity, this position—

Like a blonde plumber spotting the attractive neighbor’s husband out on business, Graves’ weapon stiffened instantly.

“Uh oh, you really made the investment pay off.”

“I get it now—you never intended to fight the enemy solo at all.”

“Is this really Graves? Even dog training doesn’t happen this fast.”

“A psychologically savvy top laner, indeed.”

At the top lane.

Camille, having died earlier, was desperately looking for an opportunity to turn the tide. In ranked games, unlike professional matches, players tend to be more aggressive rather than cautious, unless it’s a tournament where waiting for jungle assistance might be the norm.

But in ranked?

You just go all out!

Losing the previous fight? Could be blamed on the Rift’s heat, soft grass, a misbehaving mouse, or noisy internet cafe distractions. Before a massive comeback, 99% of top players don’t admit they lost because they were outplayed—they simply call it a “performance lapse.”

Camille initially thought the same—until a Japanese Graves suddenly appeared behind her.

“Keep your head down, kid!”

At that moment, Graves showed the top laner exactly what it meant to declare his arrival with the first shot and announce death with the second.

Opportunity arose.

Logic’s eyes lit up. He cast W, charging forward and using E to slow Camille. But he was cunning—knowing that without Flash, Camille was doomed, he held back on using Q.

Only when Camille’s health dropped to a quarter did Logic finally unleash his Q.

Feigning disinterest in finishing Graves off, he shifted his focus to the minion wave nearby, simultaneously creating distance and pinging Graves the kill was available.

This behavior brought tears to this solo queue Graves’ eyes.

A savior!

That top laner was truly a savior!

Rumble himself desperately needed gold but willingly gave the kill to the jungler. As for the minion wave he returned to clear? Logic didn’t think twice—it was top lane’s wave anyway.

He completely forgot the 70/30 minion split he had discussed earlier.

Now, all he could hear was the echo of “debts yet to be repaid” in his mind.

Meanwhile, Logic enthusiastically narrated in the chat:

“See that, brothers?”

“This time, Graves came to help me secure the kill—he got the kill, but I took the minion wave. Do you think I lost out? No. Without his arrival, killing Camille wouldn’t have been so easy, but with him, Camille was completely outmatched.”

“And the key point?”

“The jungler is grateful, but all the kills are on his side. If you’re the enemy, who do you want to focus on more? Him or me?”

“That growth space just appeared!”

This statement shocked the live audience.

“Master tier, I get it now!”

Though unsure what exactly they had grasped, many felt enlightened.

“No wonder I’m stuck in Silver—I haven’t trained my jungler well enough.”

“Damn, this is pure gold! Streamer, can you repeat that? I’m taking notes.”

“Dirty! So dirty! How can there be such a dirty top laner?”

“Streamer, you’re so bad, but I love it~”

Truly.

The game was approaching Season 12, and most had seen countless strategies. But they generally weren’t interested in common rank climbing tactics—this kind of dirty, teammate-draining top lane strategy? That demanded a frame-by-frame analysis!

Off-screen.

Rookie watched the stream, sweating.

No denying that what the stream revealed was Logic’s strong ability to create atmosphere and decent fundamentals. Most importantly, as a top laner, he possessed sharp map-reading skills—crucial on the professional stage.

Unavoidably, Rookie felt the scales tipping slowly toward Logic rather than Rich, and though he felt sorry, a reluctant smile tugged at his lips.

Really.

Don’t blame the guy.

Ask any man whether he prefers 18-year-olds or 24-year-olds (Rich was born in ’98), and he’d pick 18 without hesitation.

It’s not his fault; it’s the world’s.

He simply made a mistake all men make.

After Camille died again, he was utterly helpless against Rumble. Early top lane gaps rarely show in items but in hero stats and level experience.

With Logic a whole level ahead, he was unquestionably Camille’s superior.

Yet...

What crushed Camille even more was Graves’ return to top lane after recalling. At that moment, he recalled a worldly truth:

A person dies three times in life.

The first is at their last breath—biologically dead.

The second is at their burial—when people attend their funeral.

The third is when a half-health top laner sits silently in the brush, watching enemy top and jungle push a huge wave into tower—already dead in spirit before dying in the game.

Yes.

He was experiencing his third death.

At top lane.

Logic, now level six and having thoroughly shattered Camille’s mindset, remained calm. Facing chat accusations of “dirty tactics,” he boldly retorted:

“So what if I ping?”

“Courage is the seventh item for an AD; the jungler is the top laner’s second godfather—got it?”

“What top laner calls someone ‘dad’? If I beat you, do I count?”

“I trust in the jungle’s call—that’s why I’m king!”

Chatroom: ???

Truly.

Every time Logic saw the flood of increasingly dense chat messages, he vowed silently: why hadn’t he discovered his streaming talent in his past life?

Comfort zones make you blind to hidden gifts.

Besides...

Had he traveled back earlier, before Year One, he’d have made a fortune selling pork floss cakes and prostate massagers. After Year One until Season 10, he still had a chance to stream. He could have earned big by switching to PUBG, maybe even started a world travel vlog by now.

No, he couldn’t think about it.

The more he did, the more regret he felt.

Only when Camille, terrified, dared not push lane even after the jungler left did Logic shift his gaze and start moving Rumble toward mid lane, explaining as he went:

“See that? The enemy top lane is basically disconnected now. We’re not sure if their jungler has given up, so we need to stir the pot properly.”

“How?”

“Simple. When no one watches a love story, just add a minotaur—a third party.”

His eyes locked on mid lane.

In mid, their Yasuo faced off against the enemy Azir. It was obvious that despite Yasuo’s high skill, his tendency to throw fits made him an easy target for Azir.

Now, he needed some help.

Logic pinged mid.

Yasuo, who had been cursing the jungler still farming, saw the ping.

“Oh? Top laner daddy’s coming to help me!”

His eyes instantly brightened.

In both professional and casual ranked games, a top laner helping mid is rare—only if the top lane has a huge advantage or is a utility tank like Malphite do such moments occasionally happen.

But Rumble was clearly not in Azir’s considerations.

Logic even schemed with Yasuo, sensing the latter was a bit reckless and that a jungle assist could secure a kill.

Thus, a new passive was triggered.

The famous poet Bian Zhilin once said:

You wait in the brush to gank; the ganker waits in the brush for you; the bright moon decorates your basket, while you decorate someone else’s KDA.

At the moment Logic deliberately exposed a weakness to be hit by Yasuo’s Q knock-up, what appeared first was not their jungler’s arrival but a Lamborghini roaring out of their upper jungle.

Lee Sin: !!!

Azir: !!!

“Bush, come on! Why is it still you?”

Lee Sin was about to vomit. Previously, when Graves fought him in the river, he blamed bad luck. Now, as he tried to gank mid, Yasuo exposed himself, and Graves showed up again immediately.

Was he the reincarnation of JKL, the all-present AD carry?

How was he everywhere?

Azir panicked. After being caught by Yasuo’s ultimate, he retreated with Flash and ultimate, but too late—the exposed weakness became his true downfall.

Rumble’s ultimate, “Thermal Burn,” descended at a slight angle.

This ultimate was ingenious: if dropped vertically, it looked like intentional minion damage, which is frowned upon. But diagonally, it only scorched minions passing through, leaving them at half health at worst.

These half-health minions became perfect stepping stones for Yasuo’s E dash.

Yasuo only saw the kill, oblivious to the scorched, low-health minions left behind, all now in Rumble’s control.

After all...

He wasn’t aiming to fire it crooked on purpose~

As expected.

With his mind fixated on the kill, Yasuo dashed into the low-health minions.

Meanwhile, Logic, even in front of Lee Sin who intended to assist mid, used Q to clear the wave. Even if he used all his skills, he wasn’t afraid of Lee Sin—if forced under tower, Yasuo was tanking it, not him.

His only job was to block Lee Sin’s position.

This wave:

Azir got a surprise, Yasuo got a kill, Logic secured the wave, and only Lee Sin was left wounded, having wasted his time.

But soon.

Lee Sin realized he hadn’t merely wasted time.

He had lost his lineage.