Chapter 282

Finn and his two teammates gaped at Lucy's lightning-fast keyboard movements.

"Holy crap! How many years of being single did it take to develop that kind of APM?" Asher's jaw dropped as he watched Lucy's flawless in-game maneuvers.

Lucy's fingers danced across the keyboard without missing a beat. "Focus on your jungle camps. Stop feeding."

The moment she spoke, Finn's screen turned gray.

"Damn it, Lucy! That's brutal!" Finn slammed his desk in frustration. "I thought you were going easy on us!"

A faint smirk appeared on Lucy's lips. "This is what we call tactical mercy. Got it?"

When the next round began, Finn barely respawned before Lucy comboed him into oblivion.

"Seriously, are you a pro player in disguise?" Finn groaned.

Lucy casually cleared the jungle camps. "Just killing time."

"Killing time?" Asher stared at his 0-5 score. "That's some next-level humblebragging!"

The livestream chat exploded:

[OMG! Those mechanics are insane!]

[Teach me, sensei! I'll be your hype man!]

[Actual pros would cry watching this]

[From today onward, I'm Lucy's #1 fangirl!]

Jasper peeked at the match stats and silently pulled out his phone. "Friend request sent."

After three consecutive losses, Finn finally cracked. "Mercy, please! I was wrong to show off in front of you!"

Lucy arched an eyebrow. "Now you remember who's boss?"

"Boss!" The trio chorused in surrender.

Meanwhile, teams from other countries were being chased through streets by hordes of zombies.

"What the hell? The Chinese team is still gaming?" A foreign captain smashed his communicator after seeing the livestream footage.

"They partnered with the military?!" Another team nearly popped their eyes out watching Lucy's squad board an armored vehicle.

Lieutenant Leo stared dumbfounded at Lucy's rapid code modifications.

"Miss White, we need your expertise," he said nervously.

Without looking up, Lucy replied, "Armory biometric locks?"

"How did—" Leo's eyes widened.

"Lucky guess. What's my cut?"

"Take your pick from the arsenal!"

"Deal." Lucy snapped her laptop shut and winked at her team. "Let's go shopping for some premium gear."

As their military convoy passed through the city gates, they encountered two battered foreign teams.

"How are they..." The foreign competitors nearly wept comparing Lucy's relaxed squad to their own bloodied, exhausted state.

The disparity was downright unfair.