Rebirth: The Universe's Hidden Heiress-Chapter 72: Decaying City (1)

Seeing Roukujou agree, Olivia quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The player nicknamed "Lady," who was rapidly climbing the ranks, had drawn the attention of many, including the top ten players’ professional commentators like Olivia, who were anxious that their supported player might get eliminate.

After Hephaestus’ defeat yesterday, Olivia, unable to contain herself, contacted Roukujou, the commentator for "Lady," to sniff around and gauge the situation.

But Olivia felt a bit jealous seeing a new commentator and a new player gain so much attention and fans so quickly. Her smile wasn’t as natural as before as she said, "Dear audience, what we’re seeing now is a match between Team Origio and, um... team ’Yeah, whatever’ on the map," she said with a forced smile.

[That’s a strange team name, let me take another look.]

[Who came up with this name? It’s quite interesting.]

Meanwhile, Roukujou’s audience reacted like this:

[Origio? Source of Everything? Man, these team names are wilder than the next. Pinky is really understated.]

[She’s ’Lady,’ right? Being low-key makes sense.]

[Go Pinky, take them down!]

The audiences on both sides were temporarily at peace, and the two commentators politely exchanged fake smiles.

On the map, Yuka heard the system’s notification.

[Welcome to the team match mode—Decaying City.]

[The match will start in two minutes.]

"Where are you guys?" Yuka asked. "It’s another no man’s land; I’m near the park."

Ayoi replied, "I’m in the Central Tower. It’s run-down but great for hiding. I’ll provide long-range support."

Alex said, "I’m on a shopping street. The defense point set by Oniyon is inside a shop here."

"Our opponent’s defense point is in the square," Yuka noted. "It’s too large and easy to be surrounded, so I won’t head there yet."

On the other side, Philip directed his teammates, "Play as usual. Hide first and eliminate all of them once they move in."

Outside the map, Olivia, with a hint of a smile, said, "This Decaying City map is very familiar to our Origio team. They excel in firepower attacks, and the many buildings in the city offer great hiding spots for attacking the opponent."

She glanced at Roukujou, perhaps deliberately, saying, "Origio has never lost on this map." frёewebnoѵēl.com

This was Origio team’s home ground.

Olivia believed that yesterday’s defeat was no more than an accident. On this map, their opponent didn’t stand a chance.

Before Roukujou could respond, the love comments exploded.

[Beautiful woman, yet foolish words.]

[Do you know what happened to Pinky’s last opponent? They were as arrogant as you and they lost miserably!]

[Remember the last map? "The Reef Beach" was also "the Trident" team’s stronghold, but Pinky wiped them out.]

[So what if it’s their home ground? Pinky will still win!]

Someone sneaked into Olivia’s live stream channel and commented a few words, but was quickly attacked by a swarm of Olivia and Hephaestus’ fans, leaving them frustrated and hastily returning to their own base in Roukujou’s channel.

Roukujou, feigning ignorance of the underlying meaning in the Olivia’s words, looked at the screen and said, "Pinky’s team is in a good position, not too far apart. The blue team is clustered around the square, guarding their defensive point."

"Huh?" Roukujou glanced at the match timer, puzzled. "The two minutes’ preparation time before the match has passed, but neither team has moved an inch?"

"Pinky didn’t move either?" Doubting what she saw, Roukujou asked the audience again.

[It’s true, Pinky hasn’t moved at all.]

[She’s drawing circles on the ground with a stick, hilarious.]

Roukujou remarked, "It’s good that Pinky isn’t as impulsive as before."

The suspense made the audience’ hearts pumping intensely in their throats.

Olivia, constantly distracted by "Lady," zoomed in on the screen when she saw her squatting and drawing on the ground. Olivia then told the audience, "It looks like ’Lady’ is devising a battle plan, let’s see her strategy, um..."

On the screen, the pink mecha, with a tree branch in its mechanical hand, drew a simple fish sketch on the park’s dirt ground. Olivia, looking at the fish’s beady eyes, felt oddly mocked and was momentarily speechless.

[A battle plan? Are you sure?]

[Is the pink mecha’s player a bit off? Who would do that during a match?]

[Come on! Show some respect for the competition!]

[What’s wrong with that? If Pinky likes to draw, let her draw. Some people really overstep... Why don’t you enter the arena and play by yourselves?]

Yuka, unaware that her casually drawn fish had sparked so much discussion, drew a small flower and then asked Ayoi, who was near the square, "Any movement from the other side?"

"None," yawned Ayoi. "But I think there’s a good chance they’re hiding behind the huge status on the square. I’m not standing high enough here; I’m going upstairs for a better view."

"Okay, be safe," said Yuka.

After a while, Ayoi’s voice came through, "I see a red mecha, quite conspicuous, hiding behind the decorative statues. I can hit it with a sniper from this distance."

"Don’t shoot yet, wait a bit," Alex said. "The fact that they haven’t made a move yet means they are very cautious; we can’t take them to lightly. This map is well-suited for players like Ayoi, so there’s a high likelihood the other side has long-range attackers, too."

"Yes," Yuka stood up, scanning the surrounding environment, and then spoke, "There are too many buildings in the city. Searching every corner for the opponent may get us exhausted, and it may also get ambushed. Let’s wait and see who loses patience first."

Time ticked by in the match.

Roukujou, observing Pinky still drawing, yawned quietly and rubbed her eyes, "Why aren’t they moving yet?"

Olivia also frowned, "Hephaestus is still searching for the opponent, and only one player from the red team has moved. Theoretically, they should have noticed Hephaestus’ position by now, but they haven’t started attacking."

’What are they waiting for?’ she pondered.

Philip was becoming increasingly anxious. "Why hasn’t the opponent moved? Have they seen through our plan? Are they really so good at this?" Philip analyzed quickly. "No, the team ranking the first place in the team rankings is from the Confucius Academy. They had several certain maps to play on and... this isn’t their style."

Origio was ranked second in the team competition, and Philip had fought other teams in the top ten. According to the underground arena’s matching rules, they wouldn’t meet the same team twice.

Philip thought of the team ranked third, which included "Lady," and was startled. But, guided by an unclear emotion, he instinctively dismissed this possibility. He convinced himself that "Lady" had been participating in solo matches these past few days and wouldn’t join a team match.

So, this team must be outside the top ten, he concluded.

Suddenly, the system’s alert sounded: [Attention all players, 10 minutes remain in the match. Both teams must engage at least once during this time, or be deemed as playing passively. A one-week ban will be imposed on both teams, including individual matches.]