The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 The Supplies

A sudden gunshot rang out. A hidden student collapsed with a gasp after being hit by the blank round.

The moment he turned around, Nadia stood in front of him, wearing a gentle smile. “Sorry, you’re out.”

The student let out a sigh and walked away, clearly not wanting to go

“You never fail to impress, Nadia! You even stay polite when knocking people out of the game, teammates exclaimed.

“I only managed to eliminate six so far,” Nadia responded with a modest grin.

Wilbur ruffled Nadia’s hair affectionately. “Considering there were fifty to begin with, and our group has over ten members, taking out six of the remaining thirty is an incredible feat.”

Nadia’s cheeks burned as she lowered her gaze, instantly winning over the rest of the team.

“Well done!” Watching the monitor from a safe distance, Alberto nodded in approval. “She has talent, manners, and humility. She really stands out.”

Rosaline eagerly chimed in, “She is Nadia Morgan, one of our academy’s top students, and we are proud of her.”

“Oh? Nadia Morgan? The prodigy in the Baimsa Royal Trinity everyone’s talking about?” It was obvious Alberto had heard her name since arriving in Baimsa, and now, he seemed even more pleased with her.

Satisfied with Nadia’s performance, Alberto focused all his attention on the screen.

Loud bursts of gunfire echoed through the forest as round after round was fired. Any student who got shot was immediately forced to exit the competition.

Chaos escalated among the competitors, driving the tension to new heights

In the beginning, many students chose to fight alone, only to realize that made them easy targets for bigger squads like Wilbur and Nadia’s.

From the start of the exercise, Wilbur and Nadia took advantage of their large group to systematically knock out countless rivals.

Nobody doubted that Wilbur’s team stood on the brink of an undeniable victory.

Some opponents briefly formed alliances against them, but even that collective effort couldn’t hold up for long The forest became a battleground where Wilbur’s team chased down any resistance, forcing most to flee. “Wilbur, if we keep going like this, we’ll win in no time!” Nadia exclaimed, brimming with excitement. Another recognition was already within reach, and she could hardly contain her anticipation

“Nadia, I’m going to make sure you take the championship!” Wilbur stepped in front of her and told their

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teammates to guard her.

“I appreciate it, Wilbur. Still, I’m wondering how Maren is doing.”

Confidence filled her spirit, yet she felt a lingering regret about not encountering Maren yet.

Eliminating Maren early would prove Nadia was more capable than her.

Wilbur released a mocking laugh. “That useless girl is likely hiding, or she’s already been knocked out.” He never bothered thinking about Maren unless she appeared begging for help, which he found entertaining.

Nadia hoped Maren had been forced out long ago.

Fate, however, played a trick on them. Right after they finished talking, a distant figure emerged ahead.

Everyone, from Wilbur’s party to the students who were fleeing, stopped in place.

They all realized it was Maren.

“Looks like everyone’s here! Having fun?”

Nobody had expected her to arrive out of nowhere.

Many believed the weakest student would have been eliminated right at the start.

Maren’s purpose at that moment seemed easy to guess.

“Relax, I don’t plan on fighting any of you.”

She had simply followed the drone to reach this exact spot.

A faint buzzing sound turned every gaze upward, where a drone slowly descended with a wooden supply crate.

“Supplies!” gasped one of the students.

Everyone recalled Rosaline mentioning that drones would occasionally deliver resources into the training area.

Essential supplies like these were the lifeblood for groups locked in heated battles, especially Wilbur’s team and their immediate rivals.

The smaller alliance faltered not just because they lacked manpower, but mainly due to running low on ammunition.

Meanwhile, Wilbur’s group had been collecting bullets from every defeated opponent, leaving the underdogs virtually empty–handed.

Spotting the wooden crate felt like stumbling upon a miracle for those who had little hope left.

Wilbur’s companions were just as eager, keen to discover what vital resources might be inside.

They refused to let anyone else get hold of it.