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The second game ended pretty soon.

There were quite a few teams that stood out, but none of them managed to survive the 8th wave.

Max checked the ranking and sneered. Team Vorpal, the one that arrogant blond-haired guy belonged to, finished in 8th place. They got eliminated pretty fast because of the mistake Gallant made.

Miraculously, they didn't end up in 10th place, but they still lost to a team composed of reserve players who joined the match. That mock team ended in 7th place. They were pretty solid in terms of skills and coordination.

After the game ended, there were 10 minutes of rest before continuing. Unlike the Scrim in his past life, where people could continue the game just right after one match, this world was different as the game was a full-dive VR. It took immense stamina just to finish one match.

Of course, professional players could play more than 6 hours without a problem, but the rest was given not only for them to regain their stamina. It was also given so they would be able to strategize and have self-reflection for the weaknesses they discovered in their team.

While the players were resting, the host continued the show. It was an exciting moment many viewers were waiting for.

"It's shuffle time!"

— Oooh!

— Team change! Team change!

— I see. The group is different every 2 games, so the teams could go against each other!

— Good rule. This way, all teams could go against different opponents and try their new strategy!

— Teams could also have a change in their players, letting the reserve member to play and test their coordination.

"Exactly!"

After reading them, Nature exclaimed and agreed with the chat.

"This is all Flexy's idea. We will mix and match all teams until everyone is satisfied. There will be 6 official Scrim matches today, but that won't be the end of it. All teams could hold a match anytime until tomorrow. It's the perfect place to learn and perfect their coordination!"

"Right? In fact, our host today also changed their player. The previous player, Ferin, is resting for the next match and she will join us to comment on the match!" Grand said, and the camera revealed Ferin to viewers.

"Hello! Hahaha, I will join the host for a while. I hope I don't impose."

— FERINNN!!

— Kyaaa she's so beautiful!

— Please don't show the match; show them! I can watch Ferin and the host forever!

"Fufufu, I know you want to watch me, but the match is important, you know?" Ferin said, "But well, let's shuffle the teams! Can I do it? I just need to press this shuffle button, right?"

"Please, feel free!" Nature gestured for her to press it.

"As much as I want to press it, I will let you do it. Hehe, I will press it next." Grand rubbed his nose and played coy.

"Alright!" Ferin exclaimed with high energy and pressed the shuffle button. "Beep!"

A large screen hovering above the stage moved. All teams were shuffled for a few seconds before stopping. Max looked at it and whistled.

'Team MWRifle and Team MiceMice are still with us, but the others are different.' He thought, his gaze going to the team under theirs. 'And Team Vorpal is also with us. Well, isn't this perfect?'

Max retreated into the waiting room after seeing the result. In fact, he didn't need to watch it directly as he could see the shuffle through the livestream. However, for some reason, his feet brought him here.

'It's more fun seeing it by myself.' He thought as he hummed a song from his past life while walking back.

The waiting room was just around the corner. He turned in the intersection and halted. Someone was in front of him, blocking his way.

"Hah? What do you want?"

That someone had blond hair and a familiar face. It was Gallant, or Evan George. He suddenly raised his chin as soon as he saw Max.

'What do I want? Let's just ignore him.' Max mused in his mind, amused by this third-rate villain show. 'It's so cringe that he asks that. What does he think he is? A young master in a fantasy novel? And what did he want me to answer?

Fight him? I just want to walk back, idiot.'

Ignoring Gallant, Max walked around him and continued to the waiting room. Every rational individual did this, but apparently, that rationality escaped the arrogant boy's mind.

"Don't ignore me, bastard!"

Even so, Max didn't stop. He just hummed and walked away.

"Hey!"

Once again, he continued. Eventually, he heard a tongue click and a mutter from behind.

"Coward!"

That was fine. A curse and provocation from someone with no brain wouldn't affect him. Instead, it felt like a melody in his ears.

'We will meet in the match if our bases are close to each other, anyway.' He thought as he opened the waiting room.

He was greeted by the sight of his teammates preparing to go out. Unexpectedly, Lily looked great when she wore the strange orange jacket that Flexy gave her.

'I will just create a hole in his brain to make sure he has one in the match. I bet $500 he has no brain at all.'

"Let's go."

***

The third match started. All players were summoned to the battlefield.

And Team OrangeSquash moved just like before. But… Before they moved, the viewers were confused. The lineup of their weapons was pretty strange. No, strange might be too much. It was just an uncommon pick.

— Wtf

— 2 Sniper Rifles? Flexy with MG and Atlas with Rifle? What are they planning?

— Are Breeze and LilyPixel choosing those weapons to show off they are a couple? Lololol

— Look, Breeze is moving with Atlas. Are they trying to destroy one base just like before?

— Wait, how can he infiltrate the base with a sniper rifle? That sh1t is heavy!

— Look, they found a base!

Just like the viewers had said, both Atlas and Max were lucky. They found one base easily.

Climbing the sand dune, Max took a prone position and looked through his scope. From it, he saw four people standing on the wall, all of them holding MGs. And from the badge on their spacesuit… Only on m v|le|mp|yr

"It's MWRifle. Do you think you can kill them stealthily, Atlas?" He asked his partner beside him.

"Let's try it. Can you kill two of them?" Atlas smirked, challenging him back.

"As long as you can kill two of them."

Pushing each other back was how the OrangeSquash team worked. They squashed all talents in one team and let them go wild.

And now, they were waiting for the cockroaches to arrive to unleash their fangs toward MWRifle.