Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1137

"If I'm not mistaken, that's the number one player on the national server, right? How do you know someone so impressive?" Bentley asked, clearly awestruck.

"What? Is he really that notable?" Helen said, pretending to be unaware. "Honestly, he's just an ordinary person who happens to be a bit better at the game."

"A bit better?" Bentley raised an eyebrow. The difference between a top player and an average one was huge. Bridging that gap could take an extraordinary amount of time—or might never be achievable.

After all, natural talent wasn't always something that could be overcome with effort alone.

"Alright, enough talk. The opponent is online. Get ready!" Tommy said, shifting into game mode.

The teams were evenly matched. Despite Bentley's and Tommy's cautious play, they were taken out by a sudden enemy ambush.

Thankfully, Helen's impressive skills turned the game around. She deftly circled behind the enemy and eliminated two of their key players.

But just as she was about to take down the last weakened opponent, a grenade suddenly rolled toward her and exploded, taking her out instantly.

The screen flashed with the "Eliminated" notification, declaring the opponents as the victors.

The internet café fell into a stunned silence.

Helen's sharp voice cut in, breaking the quiet. "Something's not right. That grenade shouldn't have reached me from that distance. The opponent must be cheating!"

"Wait, you're right!" Bentley said, his eyes widening. "We should report this immediately!"

"It probably won't make a difference," Tommy said, deflating their hopes. "The report will take a day to review, and even then, there's no guarantee it will lead to action. Plus, Nicholas has invested a lot into his account; the developers are unlikely to go against him."

"That's not always the case," Helen retorted.

Seething with frustration, she quickly dialed a number on her phone.

"As a token of our appreciation for your support of Survival Game, we are awarding you a Legendary Golden Skin. Thank you for being a valued member of our community."

"W-Whoa—" Bentley stammered, clearly stunned. "A Legendary Golden Skin! No one has ever managed to get one since the game launched. I can't believe they just gave it to us!"

Tommy was equally surprised, but after a moment of reflection, he turned to Helen and cautiously asked, "Who did you call just now? You're not using some kind of hack to get this, are you?"

"You're overthinking it. The firewall for Survival Game is too secure to be breached so quickly," Helen remarked candidly, confident in her programming skills. "I just happened to know someone on the development team and asked for a quick favor."

Bentley was astonished and laughed in disbelief. "Helen, don't tell me you're about to claim you know a high-ranking government official."

Did Sebastian qualify as one?

Helen grinned playfully and replied with a hint of mischief, "Oh, not at all. That would be a bit far-fetched, wouldn't it?"