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!

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

leaving tomorrow to attend the competition. Leila asked him if he wanted extra guards on his VR Pod after he leaves,

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

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

he sat on his bed and requested the Queen to show him the most popular live

a really long time since he checked on what was going on his own planet. The fact he was living on an island isolated from the public, made it

"As expected."

his hands while watching a reporter interviewing a grey-bearded old man, who was

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 the

reporter, who appeared like he was about

grandson had been chosen to attend the nation's qualifiers." The reporter pushed the mic near the old man's

little boy has already reached lesser purity and got an ability! 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, turning anything in his path into ash! How

his excited father away from the reporter. He couldn't believe that his father has

participants, he needed to have his abilities

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

rating get tested in public assessment centers,

or above were able to join public camps built and funded by the governments around the

camp. Though, the competition inside them was beyond vicious, as rare rank bloodlines were limited to only a

he would have needed to spend at least two-months struggling in a camp to just secure a rare bloodline, and then 6 months of hell to secure a qualifier spot in the competition that

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

with 50 states, and each state had its own public camp, which was packed with juniors, attempting to awaken. Thus, the national team battle was split

happened in the public camps, in which tournaments raged in them to

obviously the qualifiers competition that was going to start tomorrow in Florida. Each camp

total sum of juniors reached a whopping 500! They would have to compete with each other

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

their own camps and nurtured their own people with the best resources

it either way. After all, there was no way those noble families would accept to send their heirs to tangle and get messy with the

reason the airport behind the reporter was

fly to Florida where the main venue

and abilities for the very