Novel & Cerita Gamer 9

“I’m Zen. No family name, I cut all connections with them. My family now consist of Big brother Wind and big sister Sasha. My speciality is something different from everyone. I’ve never killed before and honestly, I wish for as little meaningless deaths in this game as possible. There is a way to clear this death game with as little casualties as possible. I believe we will be able to clear the VR dungeons faster than Guild Carnage can kill everyone because my special ability is the Gamer.” Silence. Nobody spoke. Behind Zen, Sasha and Liu Feng appeared proud. Akiko was expressionless as usual, but there was a glint in her eyes for those who looked closer. Yes, this was Zen the gamer - their

“Alpha, you used the worst warrior possible to make me look bad.” “You assume I give a shit about a warrior’s placement here? She did well, even if you think she is the worst, Bill. She did well, which means we are doing our job. If our little bet is getting to your head and making it so, you can not train everyone equally, cheer for their success equally, then I can always find a new gamma.” His eyes open in shock, “What? N-no! I just…” “You are embarrassed.” I shrug. “No one here sees it that way. They see this as a training opportunity. Everyone is worried about saving their own ass or keeping their friends who are lower rung around. Maybe it’s time to separate your games from real life.”

The elevator doors open, and we are greeted by a security guard as he steps in our path, effectively blocking our way. “Minimum ten thousand dollar bets on this floor,” he announces coldly. “Yes, of course.” Stace smiles casually as if it’s lunch money. Shit, ten thousand dollars. That’s exuberant. I better get this right or we could drop fifty grand in five minutes. I will be doing the gambling tonight while Stace tries to find Wesley Snipes. I still can’t believe this guy actually calls himself that. It’s kind of ridiculous, if you ask me.

I never realized he was this strong. "Commander Celeriac," he whispered as if revealing a secret. "I don’t know why, but you drive me insane." His voice darkened, each word more deliberate. "So let me make one thing very clear—" His grip tightened ever so slightly. "Once you start this game, I’ll be the one to finish it." I scoffed, locking eyes with him. "Don’t worry. Once you find your mate and reject her, this little game will end."

She lifted her face to the sky and screamed, "Landon, please! Shut the game server down! The players are going to beat Luke to death if this keeps going!" At that exact moment, Adrian sent me a message. He sounded hesitant. "Mr. Hale, I've pulled up the gameplay recording you asked for. The content's pretty explicit—the fallout could be bad if you broadcast this inside the game. Are you sure you want it to be shown publicly?" I glanced at the player list and confirmed there were no minors online. Then, I nodded. "Do it. Whatever happens after, I'll take full responsibility."

Two if it doesn't] [Pay anything? $5k , and I'm on my way] Most of the comments were from people who were just looking and laughing. Remi glanced over without being bothered by the sarcasm. She had posted in the gaming world not just to find a doctor, but also to see how far she could stretch the features of Game Fest. Then a message from some one came up. It was from a player with the name "AnonymousViewer." [Where's your buddy?] Caroline: [Sky city.]

With a resigned sigh, I shoved his chest and straightened my shoulders. Target neutralized. There was no doubt that this alternate universe had a bug, because Valen was glitching and making the other Sims act strangely. So, the Timekeepers might be using the moment to fix him. It gave me a brief window, one I have to take full advantage of. Because I am vengeance, I am Version 9.0’s demise. I am the top player, and no man will deter me. No one, no wolf nor army, shall stand in my way. Unless they also wish to burn.

Lara shifted her gaze from one to the other. His iron-gray hair was still thick and his eyes were piercingly alive, but his once-powerful body was rotting, his bones so frail it was a marvel they hadn't shattered when he fell. A modern-day Adonis stands by the son's side, towering, muscular, and unstoppable. And they were both so arrogant that they would rather walk barefoot through fire than acknowledge they cared about each other. "I'm not sure why he bothered," she added sarcastically. "From my perspective, he's already there, and you are as well."

“The stakes here are not fair.” “How is it not fair? You keep telling me to leave you alone even though your body doesn’t think so. Now I’m giving you a chance to actually make me leave you alone. All you have to do is choose any game of your choice and win.” Dominique is calm as he watches me intently. “You know, you’re at a more advantage here. You get to choose the game and it could be anything you want. Chess, pool, whatever you want.”

“I’m not taking it back, Lexi. I love you. I want you, Lexi.” “You are scaring me. Why are you reacting like that? I’m sure no one will want a female with a son. So it should be easy...” “I’m not an Alpha or a Beta. I’m just a Gamma.” I tried to say it clearly, despite my tears. “A Gamma has no right to enter the Claiming Arena.”