The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 392

"That was savage, but I've got to admit, it was insanely satisfying to watch."

"You have to hand it to CrimsonFirst-their scouting and counter-surveillance skills are unreal. She walked right into enemy territory, took on the boss solo, and grabbed all the supplies. That takes guts. I've always wanted to try something like that, but I just don't have the skills. I'd get sniped before I even made it into enemy lines. Seriously, she's incredible."

"Talk about having real talent."

"Is she trying to wipe out Team Nine single-handedly?"

"Honestly, is Team Nine even paying attention? It's like they're playing on autopilot. All their supplies got trashed and not one of them noticed anything was wrong."

Meanwhile, on Team Nine's side, Quentin and Kemp had already checked several warehouses with no luck. The supplies were gone, and what was even stranger- they hadn't run into a single boss along the way.

A sense of unease gnawed at Kemp. After a while, he couldn't keep it in anymore. "Quentin, something's off. We haven't seen a single boss this whole time."

had a sinking suspicion, but couldn't quite bring himself to say it. Instead, he quickly radioed the rest of the team.

one, the

even have a

single boss the

know better, I'd swear someone from the other

all his years gaming, he'd never come

would have meant taking out so many bosses along the way. Logically, it just didn't add up—no one had aim that good. But

crowd watching couldn't

Nine for

wonder? Of course someone

his breath. Between fits of giggles, he managed to curse, "Quentin's a moron. Does this even require thinking? Has he lost