Supremacy Games

14 days later...

Inside the training room, Felix was standing right in the center of a wide arena.

He snapped his finger and twenty bots surrounded him in a 20-meter radius. Just as he was about to give the order to start the training, his AP bracelet started ringing.

"Here it comes." After seeing who the caller was, Felix merely sighed and picked up, greeting in pure delight, "Grandpa! You finally called. I thought you forgot about me after regaining your vigor."

"Heh, as much as I want to bicker with you kid, I have other important matters to handle." Robert didn't waste a single second as he asked him with a stern voice, "Be quick, are you coming today or tomorrow?"

"Cough, neither, Cough!" Felix swiftly added after hearing his grandfather's heavy breathing, "The hotel just started the remodeling, I can't leave it yet. But, I promise that I will arrive on the day of the final tournament."

"Felix, are you trying to anger me to death?!" Robert shouted, "Do you f*cking think I don't know that you spend your entire time in the UVR!" Just as Felix braced himself for getting chided, he heard his grandfather calm sigh, "I don't care what you do inside the UVR, but from time to time do check on the real-world situation a bit."

'What does he mean?' Felix wondered to himself. But in his situation, he never actually wondered alone, as Asna was always listening to him, waiting for such a beautiful mess ups to belittle him.

'Do you have the memory of a goldfish or what?' She snickered, 'Did you forget already what happened in the world during this month?'

'This month?'

Numb to her belittling tone, Felix dug through his memories, trying to remember exactly what both of them meant.

It didn't take him even a split second before those memories surfaced on his mind. They were always there, they just never crossed his mind. Now, that they did, his eyes widened in stupefaction.

'F*ck me!! How could I forget about that!'

"Felix, you still there?! You better come tomorrow if you want to catch a flight with us." Robert informed him sternly, "We will send a jet to bring you home."

"Can't you just send a jet to pick me up 15 days later during the final tournament?" Felix asked with a ray of hope in his tone.

"Why ask when you know my answer?" Robert laughed, "We all want to see you as soon as possible. Don't you miss us as well?"

"I am going to hang up. I need to pack my stuff." Too annoyed to respond, Felix shooed Robert away and requested the Queen to log him out, not even finishing his daily training.

Tshshs!

his closet to dress up. He pulled his suitcase from under his bed, and start packing up some clothes on it. He closed it and put it to the side. His necessary clothes

that he was leaving tomorrow to attend the competition. Leila asked him if he

the VR Pod here all alone while he could just take it with him inside his spatial card. It was big enough to hold the pod. After all, it was blackma...gifted

exactly what he did after he hung up. He pulled the pod's

bed

on what was going on his own planet. The fact he was

"As expected."

interviewing a grey-bearded old man, who was surrounded by a crowd

crowd wasn't small one bit as wherever Felix's eyes landed, he spotted a bunch of people clustered, pushing and pulling each other. It was clear that everyone was desperate to enter

Felix sighed at that sight and refocused on the reporter, who appeared like

to attend the nation's qualifiers." The reporter pushed the mic near the old man's face while asking, "How do you feel about his chances in qualifying to the final

An active ability!!" The old man took the mic from the reporter's hands and said in a vigorous manner, "You should have seen it! He was waving a whip made of flames,

his excited father away

participants, he needed to have his abilities hidden as much as possible. Alas, his father already spilled the beans on

a thousand of awakened commoners, who were nurtured in public government camps, sons of nouveau rich families, recruits from companies, juniors

get tested in public assessment centers, which were being built like mushrooms

affinity rating, reaching 50% or above were able to join public camps built and funded by the governments around

also followed the same structure as Felix's family training camp. Though, the competition inside them was beyond vicious, as rare rank bloodlines were limited to

to just secure a rare bloodline, and then 6 months of hell to

it was impossible for all the awakeners to join the US National Team

had its own public camp, which was packed with juniors, attempting to awaken. Thus, the national team battle was split into three stages to

tournaments raged in them

that was going to start tomorrow in Florida. Each camp sent 10 winners, making a full rooster

of juniors reached a whopping 500! They would have to compete with each other for the next 15 days until only 50

3rd stage, which was the final tournament! The Maxwell family's team was going to join this tournament straightaway, just like the rest of the

to the fact they created their own camps and nurtured their

only natural they get a free pass to the final tournament as compensation. But honestly, they would have got it either way. After all, there was no way those noble families

was

was trying to fly to Florida where the main venue of the competitions would

the very first time was about to cripple the