Supremacy Games

"Let's carry on moving." Felix said as he walked through the passed-out juniors, who were lying on the ground.

Olivia took out a brand new tracker from her backpack and turned it on.

"Heheh." She couldn't help but chuckle after seeing some red dots moving in every direction randomly.

She knew that all of them had their tracker's batteries run out!

If it wasn't for so, they would have escaped the moment they noticed the twelve stacked dots near them.

The only reason she was still holding into an operating tracker was due to robbing a team yesterday, who managed to get the tracker from a brand new package.

After all, ten packages never stopped dropping every 24 hours. However, Felix and the rest never dared to approach one again even if it landed nearby.

They had no intentions to put themselves near tens of teams lest they ignore the package and switch their aggro on them after realizing the number of flags in their possession.

Thankfully, they always found refills for their energy and food in the backpacks of the teams they hunted.

"Olivia, directions?" Felix asked with a lazy tone.

"No one is in front of us!" Olivia informed them.

After hearing so, the team carried on moving forward without any intentions to change paths. They just kept walking and walking until they end up meeting a team without a flag.

Then, they fight it out with them, rob them clean out of their stuff, and carry on moving.

Hours went by just like this. The sun was slowly heading west, entailing the approaching inevitable end of the competition.

By now, most teams had already given up as they had no energy nor will to carry on this meaningless goose chase.

On the other hand, those with two or three flags were in a heated argument about the flag's ownership.

While it was easy to deal with one flag since it was obvious that the captain would take it, but when there were two or three flags?

No one was a pushover to give away a chance into making it to the earthling's team!

The instructors of those teams weren't retarded to not anticipate this. That's why they decided on the order after the gathering.

The captain was always first, and no one dared to complain about it since that was a privilege of being the strongest in the team.

However, from 2nd to 10th, it was based on either lot or the instructor's personal choice.

To not make the others feel upset after putting a hellish effort and end up with nothing, the instructors had promised those without flags a quite few astonishing rewards on their return.

At that point in time, everyone could only nod their heads in agreement at the arrangement no matter if it was beneficial to them or not.

Plus, there was always that self-confidence that made them believe in their strength and luck to secure a flag for themselves.

But now? After reaching the last hour of the competition, those beliefs were already wilted.

no issues going back on

or three of their teammates got a flag while they could only

days of constant stress, waking up in the middle of the night

16 hours every god

doing all of this just to get a 'participation reward' after they

on their faces as

selfless to smile at others and let them

dramas had risen

already bailed out on their team's stream after getting bored out of watching Felix and the rest bully

on other countries' streams watching the noisy arguments, juniors holding each other back from making a scene by entering a fistfight, and more of such juicy

had invaded the Russian team's stream and the Chinese team's stream, who were also dealing with those embarrassing

flags and the other had 6. The rest without flags definitely weren't going to stay silent. Especially when every one of them

In the Russian stream...

with her side against a tree. She was putting her entire attention on a turned-off tracker. She kept hitting it in the back and pressing the

response. The screen

if it wasn't for her teammate throwing a

god damn battle!! IT WAS ME!" A man with a long pony-tail kept shouting while poking his chest roughly, "I did the most work and I

the pony-tailed man pointed at a silent girl, who was sitting in the corner, and carried on throwing a fit, "Belka did absolutely nothing! F*cking nothing! YET SHE IS GETTING A FLAG DUE TO LUCK! How is this fair?? Please, someone please tell me in what

quiet after hearing so. Although they had gotten their flag, they still sympathize with their healer and understood his

absolutely right. As the only healer on the team, he indeed showed

based on the arrangement made, he ended up drawing the last lot. This meant unless the

venting his frustration but he

bypass the arrangements and take it upon herself to give the

never bothered to address their argument since

simply was pressing on the turn on the button of the tracker over and over again, hoping that it might turn on

she needed

at its last stretch but

must have run out of battery,

that the majority of the teams were dealing with the same situation

would lower their guards to the bare minimum, allowing her team to make

bad, the tracker's battery was utterly dead. In the end, she gave up on

I also

said, "Stop

"But..."

make me repeat

his words back after seeing Slyvia narrowing her eyes dangerously

knew that he couldn't talk up to Slyvia as neither he nor his business family could afford the consequence of offending

it natural.

he buried his frustration deep within and didn't bring the flag subject

from the air." She informed

of meters away from

large size, which spanned at

circles in the center of

over the wings, creating a

Whoosh!

after those wings started fluttering

she reached a hundred meters or so, she