Transmigrated: I Became My Nemesis's Woman novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Meet me-Chickpea

"This is way harder than running behind Madam!" Benny cried, furiously smashing buttons on the controller.

His character took one heroic step forward... and immediately fell into a pit.

Silence.

"I hate this game," he whispered, deeply offended.

Percy, on the other hand, sat up straight, eyes narrowed in determination. "No. I’ve figured it out," he declared confidently. "It’s all about timing."

He moved his character forward with great precision...

Only to get smacked by an enemy within two seconds.

"WUAAHHH! WHY IS THIS HARDER THAN REAL-LIFE COMBAT?!" he screamed.

Nico flinched so hard he nearly dropped his controller.

"Geez! Don’t yell like that, you idiot! I’m trying to concentrate!" Nico snapped, shoving Percy slightly to the side before focusing back on his own game.

Three seconds later, his character walked straight into danger and got eliminated.

"...I hate this game too," he muttered.

Meanwhile, Teddy sat calmly, studying the controller like it was a classified weapon system.

"Hm... so this is how it works," he murmured, pressing a button with calculated precision.

His character dodged an attack.

Everyone froze.

"...Did he just—"

The next second, Teddy confidently walked his character forward—

—and straight off a ledge.

"...Understood," he said, nodding seriously. "There are still flaws in the system."

"GUYS, YOU ARE NOT HELPING!" Ivy shouted from the other side.

All four of them jumped in shock, nearly throwing their controllers.

"She’s acting like a pro," Benny scoffed, glaring at Ivy. "She died more times than all of us combined before even climbing the first level."

"I CAN HEAR YOU!" Ivy snapped without looking at him, aggressively pressing buttons like she was trying to break the controller.

It had been over an hour.

Not one of them had won a single match.

Not one.

And yet, their Madam—who had started out as the worst player—refused to give up.

Because this was no longer just a game.

This was war.

I need to master this game, Ivy told herself for the hundredth time. Or that idiot will keep controlling me like a puppet.

Her eyes narrowed.

Her fingers tightened.

This time... she focused.

Her character moved.

Jump.

Dodge.

Attack.

Everyone slowly leaned forward.

"Wait... wait..." Percy whispered.

"Is she actually doing it?" Nico added, eyes wide.

Benny clutched his imaginary pearls. "No... this can’t be happening..."

Teddy remained silent, watching carefully.

Ivy’s character took down one enemy.

Then another.

Then another.

"OH MY GOD," Benny breathed.

"THIS IS NOT REAL," Percy added.

"WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MADAM?" Nico demanded.

Ivy didn’t respond.

She was locked in.

Final enemy.

Her fingers moved with surprising confidence.

One wrong move—and it was over.

The room fell silent.

Even Teddy leaned forward slightly.

Bang!

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