Number One Is Not One Person

Now she understood Spark’s greatest lie. The server could lend talent and reclaim enhancements. It could not take away something a person had genuinely learned. The rankings convulsed. OBSIDIAN-K fell from first to eighty-third, exposing five names behind it. Four belonged to Obsidian coaches. The fifth was only a callsign: FROST. Xu Cheng went still. “Han Shuang. The support veteran Obsidian benched after she refused to throw a match three years ago.” An unknown voice entered their channel, low and controlled. “Want to know why Gu Chen dared to wager permanent talent? Old South Station, locker 117, tomorrow afternoon. No reporters.” The connection ended.