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.

left behind ugly husks that had no issues going back on the arrangements and trying to take

national team was already broken apart the moment two or three of their teammates got a flag while they could only look at them enjoying

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

on the move for at least 16 hours every god damn day

all of this just to

faces as they congratulated their teammates for making it

just weren't that selfless to smile at others

dramas had

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

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

had invaded the Russian team's stream and the Chinese team's stream, who

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

In the Russian stream...

a turned-off tracker. She kept hitting it

no response. The screen was still

her

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 flag as well! I don't

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

gotten their flag, they still sympathize

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

last lot. This meant unless the team somehow found two more flags, he

might look like he was venting his frustration but he was trying to influence Slyvia into

that as the captain she still could bypass the arrangements and take it upon herself to give

never bothered to address their argument

of the tracker over and

she needed and

understood that the competition might be at its last stretch but it also gave them two opportunities that

out of battery, letting the teams

of the teams were dealing with the

their guards to the bare minimum, allowing her team

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

I also took care

them coldly and said, "Stop

"But..."

me

back after

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

was asked specifically by his family to either build a close relationship with Slyvia or keep it natural. Since the moment he met her, he was doing his best to tread on those

everything at the finish line. Thus, he buried his frustration deep within and didn't bring the flag subject

from the air." She informed them coldly, "You

a couple of meters away from the tree and unfolded her grey

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

in the center of each wing, which had tens of blue lines originated from

lines were spreading all over the wings, creating

Whoosh!

was disturbed after those wings started fluttering rapidly, lifting Slyvia up

she picked