Supremacy Games

Each player had a different reaction to her claim. Some chuckled in amusement while others just shook their heads in disapproval.

They could see that Mikasa and the rest were still underestimating Felix even though he clearly destroyed them in the fishing contest.

It should be obvious by now that looking down on him would bore no good results. But they didn't say anything to advise them.

They were merely temporary allies and didn't mind if someone ended up getting killed by Felix to lower the players' number even further.

"Surreal Fog, do you have any suggestions to catch Landlord?" Miss Mikasa requested while eyeing a man who was wearing a foggy scarf, hiding half of his face.

Surreal Fog opened his pupil-less grey eyes and looked at Miss Mikasa.

He stayed silent for a second before proposing with a peculiar irritating voice, "We need to split up into a fishing crew and a hunting crew. The fishing crew will have only 3 fishers responsible for feeding one Turtle and raising its toughness as much as possible. That Turtle will remain stationary and be considered as everyone's retreating base in case we didn't find Landlord before the final beastial wave."

He paused for a second to catch his breath and carried on, "Meanwhile, the hunting crew will not be fishing nor feeding their Turtles."

Immediately after he said so, most players' expressions changed to the worst as they realized where he was aiming with his plan before he could even finish it.

They didn't like the sound of it one bit. However, no one interrupted Surreal Fog, leaving him to finish his piece first.

"They will be responsible for locating Landlord and sending the coordination first and foremost. We will attack only after we make sure that his Turtle got surrounded."

After saying so, Surreal Fog coughed and closed his eyes again, not interested in explaining every detail of his plan. They were smart lads to get it.

"I don't think that the plan is faulty but.." Golden Elixir said with his eyebrows frowned, "Who will be the fisher and who will be the hunter?"

The players' ears perked up after this issue was finally brought out. They didn't like Surreal Fog's plan simply because it wasn't fair to everyone.

After all, the fishers would have it easy by remaining behind while traveling to locate Felix.

The worst thing, the fishers would be getting fishing points, pushing them higher and higher in the ranks.

Well, as long as Felix wasn't dead, it wouldn't matter much if they had collected 20k FP.

However, the moment the hunters end up killing Felix, those fishers would break apart from the Alliance contract's constraints while having the most fishing points.

To add salt into injury, they might steal the fortified Turtle!

If that happened, all the hunters would end up dying after their weak Turtle shell gets broken apart by the 2nd Oceanic Beastial Wave!

So, there was a massive disparity between being the fisher and the hunter.

No one would dare accept being a hunter since it would actually be far worse than just carrying on playing the game on their own.

They might not win but at least they could survive and obtain some game points.

what's their next move now?" Lisa wondered what's on everyone's mind as they watched the atmosphere

had an idea or two on how to better the plan but they kept

at each other,

I suggest the fishers be picked randomly by the Queen. Second, the fishers would have to sign another contract

their choice. Although they had signed a contract, they

the moment the plan commences, they would be forced to commit to it whether they liked it

players decided to give up on the Alliance due to

to

they couldn't afford to lose the 5th one as they would be forced

against players who dropped

would be shitty, the wish would be way too limited and finally, they would compete against

worse than getting kicked out of the platform

rest had their own matters to consider as well. Hence,

loud, "Queen, please chose three random

longing at being part of

the Queen didn't have tendencies to built suspense by delaying

Fiddlesticks, and Viral Virus."

players all tightened their fists in excitement. However, their

a single ounce of delight as they raised their hands, letting everyone knows who

of

"Alright let's begin pla..."

PEEP! PEEP! PEEP!

vibrating while making a

everyone lifted their heads and glanced at the glass

approached them and some decided to move to

on the outside of the shell, no one noticed that the entrance had been closed

from afar a green rock floating on

were signs of the incoming predator of

Peep!

seconds, the last alarm went off and silence had

breathed out loud as they kept observing the peaceful underwater, expecting the beastial wave to be here any moment

the best shell beside Felix's. So, they didn't doubt that it would not survive

those thoughts were completely uprooted from their minds after seeing thousands up thousands of marine beasts

wave numbers are more than 2000?" Golden Elixir staggered a step

off from the glass walls and gathered in the center of the shell while

black instantly after remembering that all of their turtles were currently gathered

shitless, the players gulped a mouthful after hearing so as they had completely forgotten to move their Turtles away from each

wasn't helping much, making them place their entire

said calmly, "Those beasts must be programmed to attack only their target. Otherwise, it wouldn't fair

by those words. But the beastial wave was still as horrifying

bad, in the survival stage they were powerless

one last time before the beastial

Thud Thud! Boom!....