Chapter 999

Meanwhile, Bianca’s team was breezing through the offensive and defensive rounds.

They barely needed to think before inputting the optimal solutions.

After forty minutes, Dreamscape Alpha had broken the five-thousand-point mark.

The Hope Initiative was still hovering around two thousand.

Bianca glanced up at the giant screen.

Seeing them stuck near the bottom brought a triumphant smile to her face.

“Oh, this is just boring,” she drawled, raising her voice. She pretended to address

her teammates, but the words were clearly aimed at Caleb’s group. “What’s the point of trying so hard? Hard work doesn’t change anything p>

“This is the reality of the class divide p>

“Some things are decided the moment you’re born p>

Her teammates chuckled in perfect sync.

With such a massive lead, they had plenty of time to throw insults. “Why even struggle? Just give up p>

“That score is embarrassing to look at p>

“I told you letting them represent Marington would be a disgrace p>

The vicious words felt like physical blows to Caleb, Jasper, and Vanessa.

They wanted to complain. They wanted the referee to slap Dreamscape Alpha with

a yellow card for disrupting the match.

But they didn’t have the time or the energy.

They couldn’t lose.

They absolutely refused to lose.

Caleb clenched his jaw, staring unblinkingly at the screen. His eyes were bloodshot from the strain.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, stinging his eyes.

He aggressively wiped his face and kept typing.

But the suffocating wave of despair only made him sweat more.

Were they really going to lose?

Were they really going to let Bianca stomp all over them?

Were they just going to bow down to the Doyle family?

No.

They refused to accept this.

Yet, watching the ever-widening point gap, his fingers felt heavier and heavier.

The overwhelming helplessness was draining his soul.

Suddenly, a thunderous erin k

echoed from a distance, tearing

and shaking the

through the air

glass windows of the arena.

It was followed by the sharp screech of tires.

The heavy doors at the arena entrance were violently pushed open.

The loud crash made the audience in the back rows whip their heads around.

Two silhouettes stepped inside, backlit by the bright outdoor sun.

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The girl in the lead wore a black team uniform. Her long dark pants and messy ponytail framed a breathtakingly stunning face.

Even without makeup, her luminous skin and radiant features completely captivated every eye in the room.

Behind her followed Lydia Brooks, wearing the same uniform in white. Her eyes were red and swollen, her hair disheveled, and her thin frame looked fragile, but she stood tall with a fiercely determined gaze.

“Captain p>

The moment they saw the two figures at the entrance, it was as if a blinding light had pierced the darkness.

The three boys nearly jumped out of their seats.

Caleb’s nerves, pulled taut for over forty minutes, finally snapped.

He collapsed back into his chair, panting heavily as if starved for oxygen. His eyes

instantly welled with tears.

She was back.

She really came back.

Their Captain had brought Lydia back, safe and sound.