The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 231 - Big Sister Claire, What Do You Want To Do?!

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Chapter 231: Big Sister Claire, What Do You Want To Do?!

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Claire turned her head to look at them. With encouragement in her eyes, she smiled at them. “Killing two professional players, you guys are already very good.”

“Big Sister Claire…”

They were so touched that they almost cried.

“Hey!” Zack said in contempt to Claire, “You still have time to admit defeat.”

Claire stared at the screen, narrowing her eyes slightly. “You still have time to say your last words.”

Zack’s eyes widened and he was speechless again.

Only Claire was left.

The three people on Zack’s side didn’t take her seriously at all. Their avatars even picked flowers and wandered around, looking very leisurely.

Claire was hiding in the bushes, looking at them.

They must be separated and killed one by one.

But now the key was that she had no sniper rifle bullets in her backpack.

“Claire, there are bullets on the gra.s.s over there!” Chuck was watching the battle and spoke in his headset.

Joe asked him. “How can she pick them? She will be exposed as soon as she goes out.”

Claire didn’t speak. She went through the bushes to the other side, found a car, got in quickly, and drove in Zack’s direction.

Outside, everyone looked up at the big screen.

“Look, what does she want to do?!”

“Is she trying to run Zack and the others over with a car? Hahaha…”

Sure enough, Claire drove the car towards Zack and drove very fast.

Joe yelled. “No, no, no! Claire, what do you want to do?!”

“Shut up.” Claire’s low voice came from the headset.

Zack spotted the approaching vehicle. They stood on the left side of the car and fired crazily at the car.

Claire turned the steering wheel slightly. There was a blind spot in their line of sight. As soon as she pa.s.sed by, she swiped the mouse and her avatar quietly turned out from the right window and hid behind a big tree.

Due to inertia, the car was still running forward.

Zack and the others didn’t see Claire getting out of the car and continued to chase behind the car and shoot.

They were led away.

Claire was temporarily safe and began to pick up the bullets on the gra.s.s.

The audience watched with trepidation.

“d.a.m.n, I can’t believe my eyes!”

Becky and Phoebe were dumbfounded.

From the beginning to the end, Claire remained expressionless, and this series of actions were neat and beautiful!

Joe clutched his chest, still in shock. He turned his head to look at Claire next to him, only to find that she was facing the computer, but her eyes were not on the screen.

What was she looking at?

Joe followed Claire’s gaze and found that she was staring at the hands of the three people on the GIO side, watching them tap the keyboard or swipe the mouse.

Was… was she observing their gestures?

Did she want to find out what they planned to do?

Joe was stunned.

The light from the screen illuminated Claire’s face and her eyes flashed with a sharp light.

They were scattered.

Good chance.

Claire opened the map, looked at the spreading scope of the poisonous barrier, and quickly identified her target.

On the other side, Carlos of GIO was wandering in the building and even ran to the rooftop to dance.

Watching this, the audience laughed out loud.

Carlos swiped the mouse back and forth, bored and drowsy.

Suddenly, there was a bang. He s.h.i.+vered and then saw his avatar fall to the ground. Immediately after, his name grayed out too.

A message popped up.

[Claire of the Red Team shot and killed Carlos of the Blue Team.]

“d.a.m.n!” Carlos pounded the table with anger, staring at Claire fiercely.

One would easily expose his shortcomings when he got carried away.

“F*ck!” GIO’s Aidan cursed, and quickly ran to Carlos, looking around, trying to find the location of Claire.

“Don’t look for her anymore! The poisonous barrier is spreading to your side, run!” Zack yelled in the headset.

Joe and the others found that Claire was still lying on the gra.s.s with the poisonous barrier behind, and she had no intention of getting up.

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 230 - End In Common Ruin

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Chapter 230: End In Common Ruin

“Does he want to take this opportunity to shoot Lee?”

“Gosh, how is this possible?”

“In this case, even professional players won’t be able to do it. What makes him think that he can?”

Chuck stared at the screen, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

He was nervous.

Suddenly, Claire’s indifferent voice came from the headset. “Attention, his feet moved.”

“Huh?” Chuck’s head was dazed. He was staring at Lee intently, but why didn’t he find that Lee’s feet were moving?

“From now on, I will count down for you, three… two…”

Chuck felt his heart almost pop out of his throat.

He couldn’t fail! He couldn’t fail!

“One!”

As soon as Claire shouted, Lee was seen jumping into the lake.

At the same time, Chuck rushed out.

The moment Lee jumped into the lake, he aimed and shot.

There was a bang.

A message popped up on everyone’s screen.

[Chuck from the Red Team shot and killed Lee from the Blue Team.]

Lee’s name turned black.

He pulled off the headset and slammed it onto the ground.

As a professional player, he was killed by an amateur! What a shame!

The audience was in an uproar.

“What? Chuck shot Lee to death!”

“F*ck, I feel like I’m dreaming!”

“When did Chuck become so bada.s.s?”

Dora whirred, spinning and jumping, dancing on the spot.

Derek held down the excited girl. “Can you please calm down? You are jumping like a big cow!”

Inside the stadium, Chuck’s eyes were gleaming, and he cast an excited look at Claire.

Claire nodded to him.

Before long, Jack was shot.

Joe was searching the building and picked up a lot of equipment. At the corner of the stairs, however, he suddenly ran into a person head-on.

It was Eddie from the GIO team.

Caught off guard, both of them paused.

As a professional player, Eddie was very responsive and raised the gun first.

This situation had happened in the virtual battles that Claire designed for the team members during the previous training.

At that time, Joe had asked Claire what to do if he encountered this.

Claire had answered patiently. “What matters in this case is response and speed. If the opponent shoots first, you must try your best to shoot him as well. This kind of strategy is called, ‘end in common ruin’.”

Therefore, when Eddie raised the gun, Joe didn’t panic and shot back too.

Two bangs were heard, one after the other.

Joe and Eddie died together.

Eddie frowned. He didn’t expect that a student, an amateur player, would have such courage.

Although he was dead, Joe didn’t feel the slightest sadness but was rather happy.

Chuck wanted to snipe Caleb from the GIO team but was shot and killed by the ambus.h.i.+ng Zack.

Zack blew a whistle with the joy of victory.

Claire was the only one left.

But the GIO team still had three people left.

They were only one step away from victory.

The audience on the sidelines looked at the big screen and lost interest.

“Is it necessary to continue? Isn’t the result obvious?”

“Claire can’t kill three alone. It’ll be as easy as a pie for the three of them to beat her.”

“We don’t need to watch anymore. The GIO team is set to win.”

Becky sneered and said to Phoebe, “Look at her, she’s still holding on.”

Phoebe’s heart was filled with disdain.

Seeing Joe and the others running to the hospital every day, she had thought that they would become stronger.

But they didn’t seem to have changed.

In the stadium, the four of them thumped their chest and stamped their feet, full of regret and frustration.

“Big Sister Claire, we are useless. We got you in trouble, boohoo…”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 229 - First One Died Only In Five Minutes

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Chapter 229: First One Died Only In Five Minutes

The four of them shook their heads.

Claire raised her brows. “Is poor equipment a surefire way to lose?”

That made sense.

Since they had come here, what was there to be afraid of?

Joe volunteered. “Let me fetch the computers.”

Wayne also followed in to help.

The game was held in a stadium, and the audience stayed outside, watching the live broadcast on the big screen.

The two teams sat down face to face. The computers of the GIO team were new and beautiful, while the computers of Joe’s team were much shabbier.

Zack happened to be sitting across from Claire. He looked at the girl while she was leaning against the chair lazily and casually.

According to Becky, this girl was quite good at playing games.

However, it didn’t look like it.

Zack said arrogantly, “Even if you don’t have enough people, you can’t just fill the position up with some girl. That’s meaningless.”

How dare he look down on Big Sister Claire?!

Joe said angrily, “You have a problem with girls? She can easily crush you, OK?!”

Zack sneered. “Crush me? Are you dreaming?”

Claire lifted her eyelids and glanced at Zack gloomily. “Are you playing games with your mouth?”

“You…” Zack turned purple with anger.

The others couldn’t help laughing.

The game started, and the two teams put on their headsets.

Joe and his teammates were all amateurs after all, so they relied on Claire to direct them through the headsets.

“Wayne, go to Line A area. Don’t let anyone see you.”

“OK!”

Wayne rushed out of the building and was running towards the Line A area.

Suddenly, there was a bang in the headset.

Lee from Team GIO raised his head and smiled triumphantly towards Claire.

Immediately afterwards, Wayne’s name was grayed out. He was killed by Lee.

There was a burst of boos outside the court.

“Just like I expected, how could they beat GIO. One of their team members is dead within the first five minutes.”

Dora yelled. “Come on, RAW! RAW is the best!”

Everyone looked at Dora as if looking at an idiot.

Becky took Phoebe’s arm, staring at the big screen. “Joe’s team is going to lose. I followed the method you said and destroyed all their computers.”

Phoebe narrowed her eyes and smiled hypocritically. “Good job.”

Becky turned her head, looking triumphant.

Inside the stadium, Wayne lowered his head like a frosted eggplant.

Claire didn’t have time to comfort him for the time being and spoke into the headset. “Chuck, you’re in Flower Town, right?”

Chuck replied. “Yes.”

“Open your telescope and check the six o’clock position. Do you see anything?”

Chuck narrowed his eyes and looked carefully, his voice trembling. “Yes… I see him!”

Lee from GIO stood by the lake in the distance.

Claire’s voice was calm, possessing an uncanny power to rea.s.sure. “You know what to do, right? Don’t be nervous. Just do what you did in training.”

Chuck clenched his palm, his heart thumping.

Lee seemed to be about to jump into the lake.

Chuck couldn’t shoot him from his hiding place. If he rushed out, he would surely be found. And if Lee jumped into the lake, he wouldn’t be able to shoot him either.

Therefore, the only chance now was to wait for the moment when Lee jumped into the lake.

It would only take Lee a second or two to jump into the lake.

In these one or two seconds, Chuck needed to complete all three actions of rus.h.i.+ng out, aiming, and shooting.

No one knew when Lee would jump. Maybe he would miss the opportunity before his mind could even react.

It was a great test of Chuck’s response and APM.

Someone outside the court exclaimed. “Look, what does Chuck want to do?!”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 228 - Computer Equipment Is Damaged

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Chapter 228: Computer Equipment Is Damaged

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Joe returned home and found Becky sitting in the hall.

“Joe, are you back? Becky has been waiting for you for a long time.” Joe’s mother walked out of the kitchen.

Because of what happened last time, Joe was still angry at Becky. He asked a bit coldly. “What are you doing here?”

Becky stood up from the sofa. “I have something to say to you. Can I go to your room?”

“Alright.”

The two came to Joe’s room.

Joe pulled a chair over. “Take a seat.”

Becky sat down, looked around secretly, and noticed the cardboard boxes in the corner.

“What do you want to say? Ridicule me again?” Joe asked with a cold snort.

“I’m here to apologize to you.” Becky withdrew her gaze. Her sincere tone still had a touch of arrogance. “I shouldn’t have said those words last time. Sorry.”

Joe was a little surprised. Ashamed to quarrel with a girl for such a trivial matter, he said, “Forget it, I didn’t take it to heart.”

Becky picked up a knife on the desk and played with it. “The game will be tomorrow. I wish you success.”

Joe felt her words were a little hypocritical. “Um… Thank you.”

“Ah—” Becky exclaimed suddenly. Her finger was cut by the knife.

“Are you okay?” Joe hurried to check her wound.

Becky bit her lip. “Can you help me find the medicine box and deal with the wound?”

“Sure, just a minute.” Joe ran out of the room.

As soon as his figure disappeared, Becky immediately got up, ran to the corner, and opened the cardboard boxes.

When Joe returned with the medicine kit, she had already sat back in position.

The next day, early morning.

On the day of the game, Claire was discharged from the hospital.

Her wounds had healed, but her legs were still wrapped in gauze and she walked a bit unsteadily.

The game was being held in the gym next to Lance Middle School.

It happened to be Sat.u.r.day, and many people came to watch.

“What’s so interesting? The GIO team includes all professional players and they will definitely win.”

“Let’s go watch it anyway. It’s interesting to see Claire and Joe making fools of themselves.”

“They are so bold to compete with the GIO team. I feel sorry for them!”

Dora and Derek pulled a banner, red and bright, which read a few big words.

Come on, Claire! The RAW Team is the best!

Everyone started laughing when they saw it.

“RAW team? I have never heard of it.”

“They created it themselves. What a joke.”

Like Claire’s team, five people from the GIO team joined the game, including Zack. They put the most advanced computer equipment on the table one by one.

Zack cast a scornful look at Joe.

Joe snorted. “What’s the big deal about it? We also have good equipment, not worse than them!”

They carried the cartons on the table and opened them, all instantly dumbfounded.

“F*ck! What is this?!”

“What’s the matter?” Claire came over only to see a mess in the cardboard boxes.

The mouse were smashed, the keyboard cords were cut, and all the equipment had been damaged and was obviously no longer usable.

Wayne asked huffily. “Joe, what’s the matter with you? We let you keep the computer equipment, but now the equipment is all destroyed! What are we supposed to use to play the game?!”

Joe was at a loss. “I just kept it in the room and didn’t touch it…”

“What should we do now?”

The quarrelling noise gave Claire a headache, and she became a bit irritable. “Enough! Bring the old computers over and use them.”

The others just wanted to quit the game. They were nervous to begin with and now they didn’t even have confidence.

“Is it okay to use old computers? Look at their computer equipment. They all look so advanced.”

Claire leaned on the table with one hand and tilted her head.. She looked at them, and asked slowly. “Is a win guaranteed with good equipment?”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 227 - Rose And Wine

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Chapter 227: Rose And Wine

“Put it in my house.” Joe suggested.

Everyone else agreed.

“I have made several virtual battles of the game. These are all likely to appear during the game. You can practice in advance.” Claire sent links to the four of them.

Joe asked incredulously. “Claire, when did you do this? It should be extremely time-consuming, right?”

Claire yawned. “I made it last night and today.”

The four of them stared at her with their eyes wide open.

When they were practicing, Claire accompanied them to practice, and when they took a rest, Claire was doing these things.

Oh my G.o.d!

“Stop talking nonsense. Get started now.”

In the evening, Joe took the computer equipment home and met Becky at the door.

Their houses were not far apart.

Becky stood in front of Joe with arms around her chest. “Why don’t you just apologize to my brother?”

“What?” Joe thought that he had heard it wrong. “Why should I apologize? Your brother insulted and devalued me first!”

Becky showed a look of astonishment. “Are you really going to have a contest with my brother?”

Joe raised his head and his eyes were firm. “Of course!”

“You will lose!” Becky said with disdain. “Do you really think Claire can lead you to win this match? What a joke…”

“It’s not clear who will win or lose. Claire is much better than you think!”

Seeing Joe desperately defending Claire, Becky jumped anxiously. “Do you trust her so much?!”

Joe stopped talking to her and asked the servants to carry a few large cardboard boxes into the villa.

Becky glanced at the cardboard boxes and vaguely saw a few words written on them.

Late at night, Becky called Phoebe.

“Joe and the others are serious. I saw him carrying new computer keyboards and other equipment to his home. I really don’t know why they’re so confident.”

“Alas, they must have been fooled by Claire.” Phoebe sighed. “Anyway, we’re friends. We can’t watch them being fooled by Claire.”

Becky disagreed. “They can’t win anyway.”

“That’s not necessarily true.”

Becky didn’t quite understand her words. “What do you mean? Do you think Claire will win?”

Phoebe turned over on the bed and said on the phone, “Claire is a very cunning person. If she beats your brother by playing dirty, no one can find the evidence.”

“Huh?” Becky asked anxiously. “Then what should I do?”

“Um…” Phoebe thought for a while and smiled. “You said Joe bought new computer accessories, right? I have a good idea.”

——

The contest date was getting closer, and everyone was practicing day and night, getting more and more nervous.

As amateurs, though they had improved a lot in the past few days, no matter how much they practiced, they were no match for professional players.

Dora also came to accompany Claire. Stuffing food into her mouth, she asked. “Has your team got a name?”

Her words reminded them about this matter.

Their team didn’t even have a decent name.

“Let’s give our team a name.”

“I have a good idea. How about RAW, which is the abbreviation of Rose and wine.” Wayne pointed to Claire. “Claire is the rose, and we are the wine. What do you think?”

“This is good!”

“So, it’s decided.”

Everyone started talking about it excitedly.

Claire tapped on the computer with a finger and said, “The game is tomorrow. Go back and take a good rest.”

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 226 - Accompanied By Five Men

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Chapter 226: Accompanied By Five Men

Hunter sneered from his throat. “She is quite capable. Having five men accompany her, does she still need me to visit her?”

Mr. Hopkins smiled awkwardly and tried to explain the situation on behalf of Claire. “They should all be Miss Claire’s cla.s.smates and would have come to visit her. That’s normal between cla.s.smates.”

Hunter said no more.

He quickly walked out of the hospital, got in the car, and slammed the car door.

Late at night.

Derek lay fast asleep on the sofa.

Joe and the others were sleepy too and kept yawning.

“Okay.” Claire tapped her fingers on the computer. “The four of you play a round, and I will watch it.”

All of them instantly lost their drowsiness and devoted themselves to the game.

After playing a round, they immediately looked at Claire.

But Claire frowned and seemed unsatisfied. “Still not fast enough, especially the response.”

The four of them bowed their heads, their confidence shattered.

Claire glanced at her watch. “It’s getting late. Go home and come back tomorrow after school.”

Joe and the others put away their laptops and shouted in unison. “Goodbye, Big Sister Claire.”

Then, carrying Derek who was still asleep, they walked out of the ward.

Claire rubbed the center of her eyebrows. Her body ached a little, but she had endured it the whole day.

On the other side, Phoebe had just finished taking a bath when Becky called her.

“You know what, my brother is going to have a game contest against Joe. Will Claire join him?”

It happened so suddenly that Phoebe was a little surprised. “She was hospitalized in a car accident two days ago. I don’t know about this.”

But Becky immediately made a guess. “In the past few days, Joe and the others have hurried away right after school and didn’t take the two of us along. Have they been going to the hospital to play games with Claire?”

“Maybe…” Phoebe said perfunctorily, feeling a bit complicated.

Was Claire really going to play against professional players? Who gave her the courage?

The next day, after school.

Phoebe and Becky followed Joe and the others all the way to the hospital and saw them walk into the ward with their own eyes.

In the ward, Claire was tapping on the keyboard.

The boys gathered around her.

Seeing this scene, Becky’s eyes reddened instantly. As soon as she walked out of the hospital, she couldn’t help crying.

“They just abandoned the two of us! Claire is too shameless. She can’t make friends, so she just s.n.a.t.c.hes someone else’s friends!”

Phoebe was jealous too, but she had to comfort Becky. “Don’t cry. They are hanging out with Claire just for the contest, thinking that Claire can help them win. They will walk away from Claire when they lose to your brother.”

Becky gnashed her teeth. “I must have my brother crush them in the contest!”

In the ward.

The four of them were still practicing APM.

There were still six days to go before the game contest.

Claire said, “The computers used by professional players are best equipped. We can’t just practice skills. We also need good equipment.”

“No problem.” Joe raised his hand. “Where to buy it? Which is the best? I’ll pay for it. Let’s buy the best!”

“We don’t need the best. A medium-level one will do. The most important thing is that it should suit us.” Claire stared at the computer screen. “I’m selecting the items now and I will send you the link when I choose them.”

In the evening, Claire sent the link of the equipment to Joe.

Joe placed the order immediately and it was sent to the hospital the next day.

Claire helped them all set up the equipment.

“Try it.”

The four of them touched the brand new keyboard and mouse and their eyes lit up. After playing a round, they couldn’t help but exclaim. “Wow, it feels so good. I feel that I am not far from becoming a profession

The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 225 - Go To The Hospital To Visit Her

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Chapter 225: Go To The Hospital To Visit Her

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Wayne kicked Joe’s a.s.s. “You just think about the game. You don’t care about Claire at all.”

Joe scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.

Soon, Derek also rushed to the hospital.

He went to check his arm first, and when he came out, he happened to run into Jack.

Jack stared at his arm. “Yo, how’s your arm?”

Derek said huffily, “Can’t you see it? I can barely even move it. I asked you to find a few people to put on a play but they beat me so hard!”

“Okay, okay, I’ve scolded them.” Jack put his arm around Derek’s shoulders and walked to the ward. “Has your relations.h.i.+p with Mr. Walker warmed up?”

Thinking of that kiss, Derek felt his throat inexplicably dry. “Ahem… a little bit.”

“Isn’t this what you wanted? Just arouse his sense of guilt with your arm.”

They went back to the ward.

The four of them sat down around the hospital bed and turned on the laptop at the same time.

Claire said, “I registered a new account. Friend me. Search for Little Monster.”

The others were taken aback. “Little… Little Monster?”

There was no emotion on Claire’s face. “I didn’t bother to think about a name. The system automatically generated it.”

The others searched for Little Monster on the computer, friend the user, and clicked on her homepage, only to see Claire’s avatar wearing a colorful Afro.

d.a.m.n, Claire was unique in her aesthetics.

While dressing up the avatar, Claire said, “It’s more difficult to operate a game on a laptop than on a cell phone, and coordination is much more important as well. You should practice APM first because you’re too slow in aiming and shooting. I’ve sent you a link.”

A message popped up on everyone’s screens.

Claire said slowly, “This is a virtual game interface I made. You can practice aiming and shooting on it. Don’t start actual combat until you’re ready.”

Endless keyboard tapping sounds echoed in the ward.

Derek shuttled among the others, delivering apples, bananas, and water.

“Are you hungry?”

“Thirsty?”

“What would you like to eat?”

At the same time, the Johnsons’ house.

Mr. Hopkins nagged in Hunter’s ear. “Go to the hospital to visit Miss Claire, please. She has suffered so many injuries.”

From the time Miss Claire was hospitalized, Mr. Johnson hadn’t shown up. Miss Claire must be so disappointed.

Hunter raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Hopkins coldly. “She ran into my car herself, and now you want me to visit her? Are you kidding me?”

“Miss Claire didn’t do it intentionally. She might have been careless. Anyway, it was our car that hit her. You…”

“Okay!” Hunter couldn’t bear it anymore and slammed the file to the table. “I’m going. Don’t nag me anymore!”

Mr. Hopkins was overjoyed. “I will prepare the car right away.”

He ran out of the study, while Hunter continued to look through the information on the special effect medicine project and finally found a clue.

Hunter drove to the hospital a little while later.

In the hospital corridor, Mr. Hopkins twittered. “Be nice to Miss Claire. Don’t say anything mean to her. By the way…”

While he said so, Hunter abruptly stopped in front of him, and his handsome face became gloomy.

Mr. Hopkins didn’t know what was going on and followed his gaze.

He finally saw Claire lean against the bed in the ward, surrounded by five young men, one of whom was Derek.

What… what was going on here?

Hunter narrowed his eyes and stared in the direction of the ward. A gleam of anger flickered in his dark eyes. In the next second, he turned around and left. His footsteps were so fast that even a gust of wind was stirred up.

Mr. Hopkins hurriedly followed him.. “Mr. Johnson, are you not going in?”