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.

husks that had no issues going back on

the moment two or three of their teammates got a flag while they could

understand going through seven days of constant stress, waking up in the middle of the night scared shitless that someone might

hours every god damn day so they wouldn't get caught

of this just to get

on their faces as they congratulated their teammates for making it

smile at

dramas had risen

on their team's stream after getting bored out of

currently spread out on other countries' streams watching the noisy arguments, juniors holding each other back from making a

stream, who were also dealing with those embarrassing scenes under the eyes of

had 8 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...

a turned-off

The screen

sight would have appeared normal if it wasn't for her teammate throwing a tantrum while being held by two

battle!! IT WAS ME!" A man with a long pony-tail kept

in the corner, and carried on throwing a fit, "Belka did absolutely nothing! F*cking nothing! YET SHE IS GETTING A FLAG DUE

Although they had gotten their

he was absolutely right. As the only healer on the team, he indeed showed a praiseworthy performance in comparison to some

made, he ended up drawing the last lot. This meant

frustration but he was trying to influence Slyvia into giving him the flag instead of

bypass the arrangements and take it upon herself to

their argument since the moment it

turn on the button of the tracker over and over again, hoping that

she

its last stretch but it also gave them two opportunities that

trackers must have run out of battery, letting

the majority of the teams were dealing

minimum, allowing her team to make

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

I also

them coldly and said, "Stop wasting our time with needless

"But..."

make me repeat

his words back after seeing Slyvia narrowing her eyes

as neither he nor his business family could afford the consequence of offending the only

specifically by his family to either build a close relationship with Slyvia or keep it natural. Since the

ruin everything at the finish line. Thus, he buried his frustration deep within and

air."

of meters away from

left in awe at the wing's large size, which spanned at least a meter and a half

were most affected by the mesmerizing image of two blue circles in the center of each wing, which had

spreading all over the wings, creating a bewitching design that only mother nature

Whoosh!

after those wings started

reached a hundred meters or so, she picked a direction and swiftly flew