Since learning yesterday that Morse had been dealt with by Wang Ye, Morse had been in low spirits, unable to muster any enthusiasm for anything.

Morse's female assistant looked on worriedly from behind, her azure eyes filled with concern.

As a competitor in the World International Medical Competition, Morse's current state could easily affect his performance during the competition.

"Morse, you really need to get yourself together quickly, otherwise, for the upcoming competition..."

Before the female assistant could finish, Morse suddenly turned towards her and shouted:

"Pull myself together? Even if I do, what use would it be?"

"Wang Ye is simply unbeatable! He is invincible!"

"Whether in terms of medical skills or strength, I can only be defeated by him!"

"So what use is there in me doing this?"

Morse roared these words, but his speech was tinged with a profound sense of helplessness.

It was a helplessness against Wang Ye.

In dealing with Wang Ye, Morse had been constantly defeated, utterly humiliated.

Now, Morse's mentality had completely collapsed because of Wang Ye.

The female assistant sighed.

From last night until now, she had tried countless times to talk some sense into Morse.

But no matter how she tried, Morse maintained this attitude.

In his encounters with Wang Ye, he had completely become Wang Ye's loser.

"Useless!"

At that moment, an afterimage flashed past the female assistant.

The afterimage emitted a sound that involuntarily made men submit—a queen's tone.

Immediately after, the sound of a slap rang out.

After slapping Morse, the afterimage sat down on the bed directly.

She looked at Morse with a pair of beautiful eyes, filled with dissatisfaction.

The female assistant, upon seeing the newcomer's face, was slightly stunned.

She recognized the person.

Mina.

A hidden S-Rank Berserker from the Dark Wing Angel Organization.

Even though the identities of these people were always concealed within the Dark Wing Angel Organization,

Because Morse's brother was Morsan, he had shared this information with Morse and the others when he returned.

Morse and his group were reliable; though they had known about this from the beginning, they had never disclosed it.

Morse was suddenly slapped fiercely and called "useless." Out of dissatisfaction, he wanted to shout back.

However, when Morse's gaze landed on Mina, the words that had reached his lips were forcibly stifled, and he found himself unable to utter them no matter how hard he tried.

This was a presence he couldn't afford to provoke.

If Morsan was put superficially, that meant Morsan's status, compared to those whose statuses were concealed, was actually not as significant.

Confronted by someone in the Dark Wing Angel Organization whose position was even much higher than his brother's,

Morse simply couldn't muster the courage to say anything in that moment.

Mina's face was cold, and in her beautiful eyes, she looked at Morsan with disdain.

The contempt was so thick that even a mere glance from Mina made Morse feel utterly worthless.

"So what if Morse is dead? Wang Ye dealt with Morse because Morse had designs on Wang Ye's sister."

"He never intended to harm you, and if he had intended to, do you think you could still be alive? You would have been dealt with long ago."

Despite being a Third Grade Martial Warrior, Wang Ye's strength—though on this private island, the organizers would take good security measures—

Aside from the security measures taken by the organizers, the participants in the competition would also have some bodyguards around them.

But these security measures, which might seem strict to others, appeared to Wang Ye as mere paper.

They were essentially useless.

Easily pierced.

Morse was still alive simply because Wang Ye couldn't be bothered with him.

Mina scolded Morse severely and eventually spoke lightly to him:

"I know you're worried that Morsan's death might cause complications for you."

Morse nodded hastily.

He was indeed worried about this.

Otherwise, while Morsan's death did sadden him, it would not have depressed him so deeply.

"Then would you be willing to take a chance to atone through meritorious deeds?"

"A chance to atone through meritorious deeds?"

Upon hearing this, Morse instantly looked up, his recently dull eyes now filled with some hope.

He knew that in a country like Ma Country, controlled by conglomerates, how terrible it feels to be deemed useless.

At this time, if he could have a chance to atone, his fate would definitely not be so bleak.

Things would get much better afterward.

Seeing Morse nod, Mina instructed him: "Alright, then I'll tell you about our next plan, and you just need to act according to the plan."

"If this plan is successfully executed by you, then we can overlook the matter of Morsan's death."

"But if the plan fails, then you just wait for your doom."

Mina was very straightforward in her speech, and after finishing her words, she did not stay at the place any longer but stood up and left directly.

Although Berserkers are not skilled in agility, their physical strength is very powerful.

Although Morse's room is ten stories above the ground, Mina still jumped out of the window of Morse's room.

And she had no problem at all.

After jumping down, Mina immediately walked away into the distance.

...

The night was very peaceful.

But within that peace, there was no telling how many undercurrents were surging.

Some people had come specifically to participate in the competition, hence in their rooms, they focused wholeheartedly on significantly improving their results.

And some people, besides competing, had many other matters to attend to, hence they needed to strategize for both.

Soon.

It was the next morning.

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