Chapter 95: You Feed, I Carry

“Ha! You’re doomed! I’ll be waiting to see you cry after losing all your money!” The group of young men grumbled as they left.

Sophia’s carefully maintained facade was on the verge of collapsing. No matter how hard she racked her brain, she couldn’t figure out what kind of magic Olivia had used to charm Lucas and Hudson into indulging her nonsense. Just a month ago, Olivia was a laughingstock, someone everyone looked down upon.

Since opening an account took some time, Lucas and the others had to wait. Feeling a bit bored, Lucas secretly took out his phone and nudged Olivia.

“Olivia, how about a game?”

“No time,” Olivia replied, still feeling a bit dizzy from all the fuss.

Lucas silently sent her some money through his phone.

Olivia immediately replied, “I’ll go download the game!”

Lucas chuckled. “This is the real deal!”

Hudson glanced at the download screen on Olivia’s phone.

“Perfect timing. I’ve played this game before. Let’s play together.”

Noel also joined in without hesitation.

Sophia, who had been thoroughly ignored, bit her fingernail before forcing a sweet smile. “I play this game too! Now we have five people, perfect for a team match.”

The game Lucas suggested was extremely popular, and Sophia had often used it to flirt with male players. Seeing that Olivia had to download the game from scratch, Sophia was confident Olivia didn’t know how to play. Her own decent skills would surely shine, giving her a chance to humiliate Olivia while drawing closer to Lucas and Hudson.

Once Olivia finished downloading the game, Lucas invited everyone into the team. Lucas, Hudson, and Sophia all had flashy V10 accounts. Even Noel’s account was a respectable V6. In stark contrast, Olivia’s freshly created account was a tiny, unremarkable presence among the sparkling veterans.

“Wow, we’re all ranked Grandmaster rank?” Sophia exclaimed in fake surprise after seeing the others’ accounts.

“Looks like bivi’s new account can’t match with us yet,” he added with a concerned expression.

“No problem. Let’s play a regular match,” Lucas said, eager to finally team up with Olivia.

Sophia turned to Olivia, acting as a kind friend. “Livi, since it’s your first time playing, you should pick a support hero. Stick close to me, and I’ll guide you.”

Lucas frowned slightly at Sophia’s comment.

Soph was Tev, that hero […unintelligible text…].

Abophia’s hero lay dead, the opposing team marked her. Her face twisted, darkening her composure. She had to retreat to base. That’s how you play, booger. When the opposing team…

Before the game finished, Olivia’s hero had already prevented significant enemy damage.

A clean combo eliminated the opponent. Announcements: Double Kill! Triple Kill! Quadra Kill! Penta Kill! ACK!

The familiar sound of a prompt signaled Lucas to initiate the next round. Olivia had single-handedly sent the entire opposing team back to their base.

Olivix turned to Sophia with a calm expression. “You feed, I carry.”

Sophia was embarrassed. For the rest of the game, Sophia had no room to showcase her skills. Before she could even see the opponents, Olivia would wipe them out, forcing them to cower in their base.

Every boast Sophia had made earlier now felt like a slap in her own face. Game after game, Sophia’s confidence crumbled. The harder she tried to perform well in front of Lucas and Hudson, the worse her gameplay became. She consistently had the most deaths on the team, spending most of the matches staring at the black and white respawn screen.

Meanwhile, Olivia dominated every round, carrying the team effortlessly and crushing the opponents so thoroughly they refused to leave their base.

The opposing team, frustrated by their inability to deal with Olivia, turned their attention to Sophia, who had the worst stats.

“Wow, what a leech. Bringing a carry to stomp in casual matches? Is the jungler your dad? How else are you getting carried hard while playing this badly?”

“Trash like you does nothing but scream for help!”

Sophia, having never been insulted like this, was trembling with anger. By the end of the session, she slammed her phone down and refused to play with Olivia anymore.

Lucas, however, was thoroughly enjoying himself. So this is the sweet feeling of being carried by a pro!

After their games, Lucas, dissatisfied with Olivia’s barebones account, grabbed her phone and topped it up with several thousand dollars.

As Olivia watched her account instantly upgrade to VI, she muttered, “Can this be converted into cash?”

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