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.

going back on the arrangements and trying to take a flag for

was already broken apart the moment two or three of their teammates got

stress, waking up in the middle of the night scared shitless that someone might

could understand being on the move for at least 16 hours every god damn day so they wouldn't get caught by

understand the pain of doing all of this just to get a 'participation reward'

Some painted a smile on their faces as they congratulated

that selfless to smile

had risen between

American viewers had already bailed out on their team's stream after getting bored out of watching

spread out on other countries' streams watching the noisy arguments, juniors holding each other back from making a scene by entering a fistfight, and

team's stream and the Chinese team's stream, who were

weren't going to stay silent. Especially when

In the Russian stream...

was putting her entire attention on a turned-off tracker. She kept

The screen was still

sight would have appeared normal if it wasn't for her teammate

who healed your asses back to peak form in every 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 deserve a

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

after hearing so. Although they had gotten their flag, they still sympathize with their

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

last lot. This meant unless the team somehow found

now, he might look like he was venting his frustration but he was trying to influence Slyvia into giving him the flag instead

the captain she still could bypass the arrangements and take it

never bothered to address their

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

all she needed

understood that the competition might be at its last stretch but it

trackers must have run out of battery, letting

of the teams were dealing with

allowing her

bad, the tracker's battery was utterly dead. In the end, she gave up on it after noticing that time

I also took

them coldly and said,

"But..."

make me

words back after seeing Slyvia narrowing her

knew that he couldn't talk up to Slyvia as neither he nor his business family could

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

to ruin everything at the finish line. Thus, he buried his frustration

the air." She informed them coldly, "You better behave while

of meters away from the tree and unfolded her grey butterfly-like wings

the wing's large size, which spanned at least a meter and a

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

the wings, creating a bewitching design that only

Whoosh!

their enthralment was disturbed after those wings started fluttering

so, she picked a direction and swiftly flew