After listening to Naruto's explanation, Kurama roughly understood why he was doing this.
Team-based 5v5 games like League of Legends can greatly increase a player's sense of immersion and competitiveness.
Recalling his own gaming experiences, he remembered how easily his mentality would explode when teammates dragged him down and caused him to lose.
Not to mention the trials Naruto had arranged for Sasuke, where even if he constantly carried the team, there would still be useless teammates holding him back, making it even easier to get frustrated.
Ordinary people might only feel bad for a while when frustrated, but for Uchiha clansmen like Sasuke, they needed to be sufficiently stimulated to become stronger.
"Then why not let Sasuke play Honor of Kings? A match every ten minutes, wouldn't constantly losing be even more stimulating for his eye power to improve?" Kurama suggested with a sudden thought, somewhat gloating.
Honor of Kings and League of Legends have similar gameplay, but the pace is faster.
Relatively speaking, more matches can be played in a unit of time, and constantly losing would make it easier to accumulate negative emotions.
"I considered it, but ultimately chose League of Legends because Honor of Kings matches are too short. Sasuke would just start getting mentally unbalanced by his teammates, and the game would end, which isn't ideal.
The stimulation of negative emotions should have a continuous output in addition to instantaneous bursts, so that his eye power can be sufficiently improved."
Naruto answered Kurama's question.
"You're so SAO."
Kurama chuckled humorously, suddenly not minding getting along with that Uchiha brat.
He dispelled the Shadow Clone outside, his consciousness returning to his main body in the Sealing Space. He, who had been dozing on the sofa, opened his eyes with a smile, not watching dramas, but staring at Sasuke who was playing games.
At this moment, he discovered a new form of entertainment: watching live streams!
After this day, Sasuke wholeheartedly immersed himself in the training mission Naruto had arranged for him.
Every day, besides eating, sleeping, and maintaining his condition with the minimum amount of daily training, he would find a Naruto's Shadow Clone as a login device to go to the Sealing Space for special training to improve his eye power.
At first, Sasuke was playing the game with the mechanical thought of completing the task.
But as time passed, he gradually began to genuinely enjoy the game.
In the process of constantly playing against bots to increase his level, Sasuke was familiarizing himself with the skill mechanics of each hero, how to build items, how to better develop himself, and how to better defeat his opponents.
And this was destined to be a long process.
More than a month later, Sasuke finally raised his account level to thirty, and also completed the exploration of the entire game, possessing sufficient confidence in his current strength.
It was also at this time that Sasuke had a little understanding of the training mission Naruto had arranged for him.
"This game has a very high sense of immersion and can stimulate a person's competitiveness.
To maintain a high win rate, you need a good sense of the overall situation and attention to the entire battle, and my Sharingan happens to have sufficiently powerful dynamic vision. Naruto wants me to constantly use the Sharingan in the game.
Then, in the constant use, constantly satisfy my competitiveness to stimulate my mind, so as to achieve a breakthrough in eye power?
That's really a good method."
Sasuke thought confidently in his heart. In the past month, he could indeed feel that his eye power had improved, and he might be only one step away from reaching the Three Tomoe level.
"Then, from now on, let's start ranked matches."
A smile appeared on the corner of Sasuke's mouth as he began his first ranked match.
"Hey, Naruto, what are you planning to do if Sasuke's Sharingan fails to evolve?" Kurama, lounging on the sofa, wore a knowing smirk, struggling to suppress laughter as he watched Sasuke start his ranked games.
Naruto, who had come specifically to watch, was also holding back laughter, replying telepathically, "He loves this game so much. If he can't break through his dōjutsu power normally, I'll cure his internet addiction. That's a form of losing love, too."
Under their gaze, Sasuke was matched with two orphaned players, two noob teammates, and two god-tier players, three average players as opponents, beginning his first placement matches.
A game ended quickly. Relying on his powerful skills honed over the past month, plus the assistance of his Sharingan, Sasuke barely managed to win the game, carrying four deadweight teammates who spouted trash talk the entire time.
Watching the enemy's exploding crystal, Sasuke's face darkened.
However, the joy of victory temporarily made him ignore those negative reactions.
"So this is the world of ranked? It's certainly challenging, but it won't defeat me."
Looking at the Platinum Three rank displayed after the placement matches, Sasuke briefly summarized the gains and losses of this game and started the next ranked match.
Game after game, although he encountered several unpleasant people in each one, Sasuke eventually reached the Diamond Rank promotion series with his powerful strength.
In this game, Sasuke encountered an unprecedented four orphan teammates, while the opponents had three god-tier players.
As soon as the game started, one teammate typed in the public chat: "I'm not singling anyone out, I'm saying all of you here are trash."
Another teammate typed: "Good boys, lie down obediently, daddy will carry you."
Another one typed: "Don't ask me how strong I am, I've got parents thanks to four years in Zaun."
The last one wasn't willing to be outdone: "All of you get lost, I'm Ahri mid."
Sasuke's face darkened. With his good upbringing, he thought these teammates were a bit retarded and chose to mute them.
Five minutes later, the four typing teammates successfully fed thirty-five kills, and Sasuke's jungling Happy Wind Man wasn't so happy anymore.
Seeing that they were bound to lose if this continued, and those teammates were still feeding happily, Sasuke finally couldn't bear it. While constantly farming, he opened the public chat and started typing.
From the hands dancing across the keyboard in a blur, and the constantly switching screen, one could see how agitated Sasuke was at this moment.
Naruto and Kurama, watching from the side, saw a single tomoe quietly appearing in Sasuke's pair of scarlet Sharingan eyes. They exchanged a comical smile, communicating telepathically: "See, isn't it quite effective?"
When the base exploded and the promotion failed, Sasuke, with his Three Tomoe Sharingan eyes wide open, finally understood a principle.
"In this game, there are no teammates."
"Everyone else is an opponent except myself, so I must eat all three lanes of minions, grab all the gold, and have the absolute skill to kill all the opponents despite the interference of four retarded teammates."
"Only by crushing the opponents can I naturally win."
"Only in this way can I possibly become the strongest King!"
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