Rebirth: The Universe's Hidden Heiress-Chapter 104: Academy Tournament (1)

"Hello everyone, I’m Yonda, your commentator for this event. Now, the players have entered the Cargo Ship map. Let me introduce this map to you." Yonda, with a clear and bright voice, said, " Cargo Ship has three levels. The first level is the warehouse, located below the deck, filled with lots of cargo; the second level is the deck, which, like the warehouse, has many containers stacked, offering players places to move and hide."

"The third level is the cockpit, located on the right side of the deck, at the front of the ship. It’s not very big, fitting less than ten mechas. Viewers, now in the first level warehouse, there are about three hundred students, on the second level deck about four hundred students, and in the third level cockpit, um... there is one student."

[One? Who is it?]

[Which chosen one is it? Let me see.]

[My goodness, what luck. If the people on the first and second levels start fighting and don’t run upwards, won’t he be able to hide in the cockpit for the whole game?]

[Isn’t that unfair?]

"The players’ positions are random, absolutely fair," Yonda said, glancing at the comments. "The guy’s just being lucky."

He turned his gaze back to the screen, and to satisfy the viewers’ curiosity, he brought up the interface of the mecha in the cockpit and saw the participant’s exam number.

He compared the number with the list he had, and to his surprise, it was—

Yuka.

Inside Cargo at this moment, Yuka looked down at her mecha, finding it to be the most common combat type, a silver mecha with a left-hand firepower cannon and a right-hand long sword, bearing her exam number, 666, on its shoulder.

That number was a bit unlucky. Yuka didn’t care much, though. She looked around and figured she must be in the cockpit of the Cargo Ship.

She leaned close to the glass, looking down, and saw the deck crowded with people, all trying to hide behind the containers, none taking the initiative to attack others.

She knew that the people on the deck surely weren’t the only participants in this game; there must be another level below, with the rest of the people on the lowest level.

Assured of her temporary safety, Yuka casually sat in the cockpit chair, looked down at the navigation, and saw that the ship’s route was full of hidden reefs, very dangerous.

There was also a storm warning on the screen, coming in thirty minutes.

Fortunately, the ship was automatic and didn’t require manual piloting; otherwise, Yuka knew herself well enough to realize she might end up sending everyone on the ship into shark mouths at the very beginning.

Three minutes into the game, and still no one had attacked each other.

[So boring.]

[Is this the famous Tournament of the five major academies? That’s it? Are the freshmen this year not up to the mark?]

[Go UUA!]

Yonda finally spotted two players meeting behind a container, but they ended up politely stepping back from each other and hiding on opposite sides of the container.

Yonda: ...

[Why are they so timid? Start fighting!]

[Start the fight, I love it.]

[You call this a fierce battle? False advertising, I’m reporting this.]

It was as if someone heard the urging of the audience. Eventually, someone couldn’t hold back and fired the first shot of the Tournament.

The system immediately showed the first level warehouse’s view. Yonda quickly adjusted his headset and explained to the viewers, "Ladies and gentlemen, as we can see, someone in the first level warehouse has taken the first shot... Wait, did he just fire like that?!"

The comments were puzzled:

[What’s wrong with firing a shot?]

[Let the fight begin, I love it.]

[I get it, it’s the first level warehouse, isn’t he afraid of making a hole in the bottom of the ship?]

Yonda frowned, ’Yes, firing in the first level warehouse can easily cause the ship to leak. If that happens, everyone on the ship is doomed. It seems this student is quite reckless.’

But because the people on the first floor were densely packed, the reckless student managed to eliminate thirteen people with one shot, advancing to the second round.

The first one to break the ice succeeded.

Seeing this, other students got excited. The first level warehouse instantly turned chaotic with cannons firing wildly, hitting friend and foe alike.

The people on the second level deck also felt the vibrations from below and took advantage of the chaos to fire, reducing the numbers by more than a hundred.

Yonda was stunned.

He put his hands on the table, covering his head, and really wanted to say, "Are all the freshmen this year fools?"

With their way of fighting, the ship would definitely sink in less than half an hour because several holes had already been made in the first level, and water was seeping in.

But in front of the entire Alliance’s live broadcast, Yonda held back his usual curses, calmed his emotions, and then said, "The current situation is very... intense. Quite a few have advanced to the second round, but even more have been eliminated."

[Yay, a free-for-all is so exciting, I love it!]

[More, give us more!]

[This year’s freshmen really aren’t great, no combat tactics, not much to see here.]

[Go, Atlantis Academy!]

Yonda felt embarrassed; he had not expected the first battle to unfold this way. He sneakily glanced at Kenji, expecting to see a very displeased expression, but surprisingly, he found his mood seemed quite good.

After another explosion, most of the students’ heavy artillery had been fired and entered a cooldown period. The ship quieted down for a moment as students retreated behind the containers again.

Seeing the situation stabilize, Yonda breathed a sigh of relief and turned his attention to Yuka, who had not participated in the battle from the beginning.

He saw Yuka leisurely lying in the cockpit chair, even turning on the radio to comfortably listen to music.

Yonda almost choked in disbelief, wanting to ask Yuka if she was here to compete or to vacation, but he held back.