Chapter 473 High Stakes in the Arena

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    The people from Ark Camp Three, who had been on friendly terms with Theresa just moments ago, only smiled faintly and kept quiet.

    Morgan’s brow creased, but he quickly smoothed it over without saying a word. In truth, he was a little eager to see how Theresa would perform in the match.

    Theresa was strong. If she won, it would be no surprise. But if she lost, that would give him the perfect chance to swoop in and y the hero.

    “Theresa won’t be joining,” Lucas spoke up. “If you want a fight, I’ll take her ce.”

    “No, no, no.” The administrator from Ark Camp Two waved a finger back and forth. “We only agreed to change the rules because of Ms. Hall’s request. What we want is to see Ms. Hall in action. If Kl Camp is worried about her safety, then how about this?”

    He leaned forward with a sly grin. “If Ms. Hall’s life is in real danger, we’ll stop the fight immediately. But that means you lose, and you have to pay double. The life or death of our people remains the same.”

    His words dripped with mockery.

    Theresa met his eyes without flinching, then stepped forward. “No need. We’ll stick to the original rules. But you have to match my wager. I’m putting up five million tons of food on my victory.”

    The people from Ark Camp Two froze.

    Five million tons!

    Thest time, the Zombie Virus Inhibitor had sold for a sky–high price at auction -just 2.5 million tons of food.

    They had once swindled Ark Camp Three, and even after that haul, their total reserves barely reached six million tons.

    And now Theresa dared to stake five million tons?

    “What’s wrong?” she asked coolly. “Don’t have the guts to y?”

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    The administrator of Ark Camp Two drew in a sharp breath. “It’s not that we don’t have the guts. We do have that much food. But does your camp? You can shout five million all you like, but if you lose, how are you going to pay?”

    Theresa smiled. “Morgan, he says I can’t cover my bet. Will you be my guarantor?”

    Morgan thought of Theresa’s vast farnd. Others might not know the scale of her resources, but he did. He didn’t hesitate. “Fine. If Kl Camp can’t pay, I will.”

    That left the Ark Camp Two administrator with no more excuses. His eyes flickered, his thoughts racing before he finally ground out, “All right. But with the stakes this high, we’ll send out ten ability users. You go in alone.”

    “That’s not fair!” Quentin and his twopanions snapped at once, their anger boiling over.

    “Otherwise, the bet goes back to just a hundred thousand tons,” the person from Ark Camp Two said evenly.

    He didn’t dare gamble that much food outright. If he could stack the odds against Theresa, he was sure she’d never ept.

    But before his words even settled, Theresa answered firmly, “Done. Anyone who backs out is a coward, and the bet still stands. Everyone here is a witness.”

    Without the slightest hesitation, she pulled the de from Kyle’s back, gave a quick wave to the crowd, and strode toward the arena.

    The administrator from Ark Camp Two scowled beneath his mask.

    This was absolutely disastrous. He had been forced into a perilous position–and there was no turning back.

    If they failed, five million tons of food would vanish in an instant.

    That wasn’t just a heavy blow–that was half the lifeblood of their camp, cut away in one stroke.

    They couldn’t afford to lose.

    They must not lose.

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    He spun toward his men. “Send in our ten strongest. The best of the best. Do whatever it takes–we cannot lose.”

    The other two camps, watching events spiral to this scale, were more entertained than anything else.

    They hadn’t matched Theresa’s wager. Each had tossed in just ten thousand tons. Losing it meant nothing, but watching the storm unfold between Ark Camp Two and Kl Camp promised a show worth every grain.

    The oue would shift the bnce of power for all of them.

    Especially for Morgan. His eyes followed Theresa as she stepped into the arena. If she lost, her camp would suffer a devastating loss. And then he could step in, y the gant rescuer, and im his moment.

    Soon, the fighters took their ces.

    Ark Camps One and Three casually sent in a single ability user each. It wasn’t their stage tonight, and they had no need to risk more.

    Ark Camp Two, however, unleashed their top ten ability users.

    Theresa now stood alone in the center of the arena.

    Before her huddled a hundred trembling ordinary people, faces pale with terror.

    Rarely anyone carried the bloodthirsty gleam of true killers.

    Volunteers, they called them. But there was no such thing.

    Most were elderlyi, /ior women and children too frail, sick, or weak to fight.

    Many had been sold here by their own families.

    They weren’t strong enough to work, no longer able to produce any value. Better, their families thought, to hand them over as fodder for the arena–and take home fifty pounds of food in exchange.

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