「The second day of the Superpower User tournament.」
Stella simply took the day off.
"Today is free. Anyone who wants to go watch the matches can go."
Nina Jacobs announced to the group that had gathered early in the morning.
Today was for the remaining matches of the round of 50.
Nina Jacobs didn’t plan on going to the arena again.
There was nothing more she could learn from the fights there.
"Yes, ma’am!"
The moment they heard it was a free day, the group collectively relaxed.
After all, their team dinner the previous night had gone on quite late.
"The captain is so considerate. Where are you guys headed?"
Theodore Thorne, one of the team members, nudged Kyle Keaton to his left and then poked the young Samuel Dempsey to his right.
"Let’s go watch the matches. What if we end up facing one of them in the next round?"
Samuel Dempsey replied.
"Good point. I was thinking the same thing."
Theodore Thorne agreed. While some of the matches were dull, there were still a few impressive Superpower Users.
In the special viewing section of the arena, Myra Lawson was explaining something to Brendan Hart, who sat beside her.
Not far away, Heath Chandler saw this and ground his teeth.
"What’s that sound?
Oh, it’s just you, Mr. Chandler. For a second, I thought a rat had gotten into the arena!"
Rowan couldn’t resist teasing him.
Heath Chandler’s gaze was practically glued to them, a clear sign of how much it bothered him.
He’d heard that when Myra Lawson returned, she had only expressed mild surprise at his presence at the base.
Then, she had immediately turned back to her own business.
The tearful reunion Heath Chandler had been hoping for never happened.
Not only that, but there was another man by Myra Lawson’s side—Brendan Hart.
Rumor had it that even before the apocalypse, the man had his eye on Myra Lawson, who was already divorced at the time.
He had simply been transferred to a post in the more distant Oakhaven later on.
It was a surprise that he had managed to come to the City D Base this time.
"Alright, stop staring. If you still want her, go after her. You two have a son, after all."
Rowan said, exasperated.
"That brat is useless."
Heath Chandler stood up. He might as well go over himself.
’Seriously,’ Rowan thought. ’If you were going to regret it this much, why did you do it in the first place?
Serves you right!’
Rowan ignored him and turned his attention back to the matches.
This City D Base was certainly interesting, he had to admit. The tournament, in particular, was getting his blood pumping.
The roar from the arena swelled at that moment.
Meanwhile, Nina Jacobs had already left the base and set up her small shop outside its walls.
Because of the Superpower User tournament, many teams were staying inside the City D Base.
But there were also plenty of non-participating teams and a few walk-in customers who came to buy supplies.
After one group of customers left, Nina Jacobs felt a small sense of satisfaction as she watched her System Experience Points slowly tick upward.
She had been working diligently since the last system upgrade, and the results were undeniable.
Her Experience Points toward Level 3 were already more than halfway full, mostly thanks to selling supplies.
"This is the place."
A woman’s voice came from outside. Nina Jacobs looked toward the door, her eyes darkening slightly as she saw who it was.
It was Tyson Hughes.
Tyson Hughes glanced first at Claire Warner, then sized up the simple, sheet-metal hut.
"What do you want to buy?"
Claire Warner asked in a perfectly ordinary tone.
Behind Tyson Hughes stood a woman in glasses and high heels, who looked more like an office worker.
"We’re here to take a look. What kind of supplies does the owner have?"
The woman replied, pushing up her glasses.
"My inventory is a bit assorted. You can refer to the supply list up there."
Claire Warner pointed to a price list for common supplies hanging on the wall.
The list was printed and contained dozens of items, including both food and practical goods.


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