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The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 390
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Chapter 392 "That was savage, but I've got to admit, it was insanely satisfying to watch." "You have to hand it to Crimson First-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.

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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." Quentin's face was grim. He had a sinking suspicion, but couldn't quite bring himself to say it. Instead, he quickly radioed the rest of the team. "Do any of you have enough supplies left?" One by one, the other three answered.

"Don't even ask. We don't even have a decent gun-just these useless slingshots." "We haven't seen a single boss the whole run." "If I didn't know better, I'd swear someone from the other team sneaked into our territory." Quentin's frown deepened. In all his years gaming, he'd never cacross anything this bizarre.

He told himself it was impossible for the opposing team to have infiltrated their area so quickly. Besides, even making it in 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 the facts were right in front of him: all their supplies and all the bosses guarding them had vanished without a trace. The only explanation that made sense was that someone from the other team had slipped in.

The crowd watching couldn't stop laughing.

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"Is Team Nine for real?" "Do they even need to wonder? Of course someone from the other team infiltrated their sector." Down in the players' lounge, Wade was doubled over with laughter, barely able to catch his breath. Between fits of giggles, he managed to curse, "Quentin's a moron. Does this even require thinking? Has he lost his mind?" Then, puffing up with pride, he bragged, "My sister is amazing. That move was genius. She's a true Saunders- born for this."

Curry shot him a wry look. "Don't you think your sister's tactic was... a little ruthless? After this match, Quentin ? and his team are going to be a laughingstock internationally. That's sserious grudge."

Wade couldn't stand anyone talking bad about his sister. His smile om vanished, and he snapped, “What are you talking about? There was nothing ruthless about it. It's Quentin's team that's as dumb as a sack of rocks."

He added, "Looking back, my sister actually went easy on us when we played against her. She could have Lagainst embarrassed us just as badly, but she didn't- because she cares about me. She didn't want to seeupset." Just thinking about it made Wade a little emotional.

Curry nodded slowly, as if he'd just been convinced. Honestly, compared to the disaster that was Team Nine, their own loss seemed almost dignified.