The Ger Is A Part Timer [BL]

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Beldyn, "Don't call it that, it's too obvious. Didn't we agree to call it Operation Code Mirage?"

"That we did. Though I don't understand the relation", Andrei concedes, sighing and standing up.

"It's because it doesn't relate that they chose that apparently", Beldyn snickered. "They're just affaid that the first-ranking team might put two and two together. 'Mirage' they say, but we'll just be straight up stealing someone else's points."

Andrei looked at him seriously for a moment, prompting the other person to straighten out his posture and look back just as seriously.

"You know what's coming right."

Beldyn nodded.

Both of them knew that once the points were stolen, a flimsy verbal truce would cease to matter, and chaos would ensue. It was to be expected since the points accumulated by the first ranking team would never be enough for the sheer size of the teams involved. That is excluding the probability of some teams being uncooperative with the decided division of the points.

Every plan just seemed unlikely to be successful.

Andrei offered his hand and Beldyn shook it discretely, behind the prying eyes of other teams.

If such chaos is an inevitability, then it was better to have someone trustworthy to be crossing the river in the same boat with. Both wordlessly agreed on this.

Andrei glanced at the other team members. Beldyn's team wasn't far behind and were already on their way to their location.

"We'll be going now. Everyone needs to act their part, don't we?"

Beldyn nodded at Andrei as he watched him and his team leave the meeting spot.

Everyone needed to prepare. It would soon be nighttime, and the pretest would have resolved by eight in the morning tomorrow.

Even if they wanted to earn more points, they were no longer able to. Stealing seemed like the only viable option.

Most of the teams that joined were those that were positioned in the lower half of the rankings. The higher-ranking teams from the upper middle to the lower top ranks seem to have formed small factions of their own to protect themselves from having their points raided. Everyone seemed to gain a keen perception of what might happen by the end of the operation ever since the rankings came out in the morning.

Perhaps it was also this façade of a mirage that hid their own intentions to heart that became the reason for naming the operation as such.

It was only the first ranking team that had been silent. It was so unlike their first conquests where every team would hear monkey sounds every so often at different parts of the island.

Now, there was only silence.

In the end, there were no monkeys on the island after all.

Nighttime...

Midnight...

Eventually, the clock function in everyone's terminal showed that it was nearing twilight.

"Where the fck are they?!"

One of the allied teams tossed his gloves he was holding to the ground in frustration.

It was almost time for twilight, and soon, the early hours of morning would welcome sunrise, just as every team would soon welcome the end of the pretest. Each allied team has been combing the islands.

The more unfortunate teams that did not join the biggest alliance were sadly raided of their points. The luckier ones had learnt to hide and camouflage their posts and obscure the path to their post to avoid the raid. The more hard-working ones even managed to build a fort the shortest time and set multiple traps that deterred so many teams.