After the announcement that the remaining ten participants had made it to the next round, Carson sat quietly in his place. The person who had been talking to him had already left. The situation that had been calm turned tense, but now it was back to normal again. Carson sat relaxed.The atmosphere around him was full of several corpses, the smell of blood and rot, but Carson remained relaxed as if everything there did not exist. He was used to it because Carson had been to war before, and the situation was similar to this, so he was no longer surprised. This was normal for him.As he sat relaxed, footsteps could be heard approaching. A man wearing a uniform with a flat and serious face approached Carson."Ah, you qualified for the next round apparently. Quite surprising. You're just lucky that no one is interested in you." The man was a little incredulous that Carson could survive until the end. He underestimated Carson's ability. Moreover, he saw what happened there through CCTV. "Co
The next morning, Carson and the others were allowed out of the room because they were going to eat breakfast. When they arrived, the dining room was quite quiet, although some participants were preparing for the next round, which they did not know yet.The usual breakfast scene consisted of long tables, takeaways, plates, and supervisors. Carson had seen this so many times it gave him the impression of monotony. Carson sat in the corner, eating quickly, his eyes constantly scanning around to judge something. Carson always did that; he didn't want to be missed, and he was killed in this place.While he was eating, suddenly, someone sat right beside Carson. He was a participant who had also passed the previous round. The man looked calm, with a somewhat familiar face, even though Carson felt that he had never met him before."It looks like we've met," the participant said casually while eating his food, his eyes still directed at Carson.Carson raised both eyebrows, slightly surprised
Carson sat relaxed under a large tree, his back leaning against the trunk, but his eyes remained sharp, scanning every movement among the trees. The leaves swayed softly as if they were music for Carson, who was relaxing. He saw two groups fighting quite fiercely."They're pretty strong, but it looks like the skinny guy's group will win," he said while chewing the meat in his mouth.After a few minutes, the fat guys were finally defeated. Even though they won in terms of numbers. It turns out that quality is more reliable than quantity. There is only an exception if the number comparison is too far. For example, if one is against 20 people, then quantity might win. Unfortunately, this fight in front of him is only a three-on-five fight.That's something that will have a small effect. Moreover, the gap in strength between the two sides was quite far. Carson had expected all this from the beginning. Even since Carson started sitting there."There's no way they can form a group this quic
There were many people lying on the ground who were defeated by Carson with only the bones of the pig he had eaten. Not a single one of them managed to escape. They were all unconscious. Carson deliberately didn't kill them because he just didn't want to."Show yourself, I know you've always been watching me," Carson said while glancing to the left.A moment later, there was a sound of applause from the direction he glanced at. That person came out of hiding, just like Carson said. That person has always been an observer. He was even the one who sent those people to attack Carson.This person was of standard build, not too big, not too small, and whatnot. Of course, compared to Carson, this man was smaller and even thinner than Carson. It was just that his courage was enormous. That's what made him respected by many people, including his messengers earlier."You're great too to know that I'm here," complimented the man.Carson just smiled a little, he didn't look proud at all with the
Both of them were pushed back, and Carson even rubbed his hands together. It made the man Carson was fighting confident. He thought that he had succeeded in cornering Carson, but he had not. It's just that he was already too proud of himself."I'm giving you a chance to retreat because the longer this goes on, the more cornered you'll be and you might die." The man smiled slightly while looking down at Carson. "If you want to be my subordinate, then I will give you a second chance. I also believe that if we both join forces, then we can win this round easily. Join me," the man offered.That man was a member of a well-known underworld organization. His name was Dario. He was indeed one of the strong men that his organization relied on. It was not unusual for him to fight against other strong men. He had fought with strong people dozens, maybe even a hundred times, and always ended up winning.That was why Dario was so confident in this fight. He felt that he could win from Carson, as h
Dario was exhausted. He was defeated by someone he considered weaker than himself. Even he only hit Carson a few times. That initially made him proud, but only after Carson got serious. A single punch never touched Carson's body. Dario just realized that he and Carson were like heaven and earth, too far apart.He knew Carson was strong, but he never thought Carson was stronger than him. Seeing this reality made him silent for a long time, daydreaming. He never imagined that Carson would defeat him.Dario looked up and saw Carson's cold gaze. Seeing that look, he clenched his fists, not accepting this defeat.Carson smiled and started talking, "Are you going to beg for your own safety?" He asked.Dario laughed at the question. "Of course not. I won't beg anyone including you," he replied. After that, she got up and started smiling again.Dario wiped the blood from his body and started to set up his stance again. "I will break your hand," he said firmly.Carson took those words in strid
Carson stepped slowly along the riverbank, his steps full of caution because he could be attacked at any time. Although his body felt a little tired after the long battle, he had just endured. The battle was easy for Carson to win, but fighting was still tiring.The vast forest, which had become a battle arena, was now increasingly quiet because the number of participants had begun to decrease. Only the sound of gurgling river water could be heard clearly in his ears. Carson glanced to the left to see a tiger staring at him. When Carson looked back at the tiger, he immediately ran. Carson continued his footsteps.The river was the meeting place for him and Darwis, so Carson kept looking for it and started walking along it. Previously, Carson and Darwis had agreed to meet here by the river. Of course, this was time-consuming, but it was much easier than them searching without a clue in this vast forest.When Carson saw a waterfall from 20 meters away, his eyes caught a figure he had kn
After successfully completing the second part of the competition, Carson and the others were escorted back to their rooms. They ate, slept, and watched all night. The next morning, Carson woke up and started to shower and have breakfast. Everything was normal; today was part three, Carson thought.Carson went out of her room and took the new uniform provided by the organizers. It was provided for this third event. Carson looked at the clothes carefully and shrugged his shoulders. After that, he was taken downstairs."I thought they would insert a device in this outfit, but apparently not." that's what Carson thought as he observed the new outfit. After descending, Carson joined the other participants in the designated area. As usual, the atmosphere around them was filled with tension, but this time, there was a slight change because there was an unknown person in front of them. Not the previous organizers.In front of them stood a man figure who seemed to be the commander. It could be
Just as Carson was about to start gathering with his family, he received a call from Darwis. He walked out again. I also got the news that everything was fine. All locations had been checked once again and were completely safe. That made him relieved."Thank you. You'v worked very hard," Carson said to Darwis on his cell phone."You too. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to get all this done. As always, you're amazing, we really depend on you," Darwis said. Carson nodded. "That's how teamwork works. We have to complement each other," he said."Right." A few seconds of silence. Darwis took a breath and exhaled. "Happy New Year, General," he said. Carson smiled. "Happy new year."Carson spent New Year's Eve at home with his little family. He felt warm because it was full of joy. In the living room, twinkling lights adorned the Christmas tree that still stood majestically in the corner, even though the new year was almost here. By the way, now, the curtains were open, reveal
Carson was silent for a moment after hearing the news from Darwis. Shock and anxiety were clearly visible on his face. "The elite neighborhood? Where is my family?" his voice was full of confusion, and anxiety immediately spread to him. He looked at his subordinates with questioning eyes. Carson even swallowed. "We have to leave immediately. We have no more time. Let's go," he ordered firmly, without hesitation.His troops looked at each other. Still confused by what had happened, their brains were not working properly because today, too many things had happened. They worked so hard that their bodies and minds were exhausted.Carson, who saw that, patted their shoulders one by one. "Come on, let's go. We have to stop the bomb or there will be more casualties," he said.His troops nodded with a slightly blank stare. But they kept walking and, after a few seconds, finally understood what was happening.His troops quickly launched a focused search operation, dividing into groups to explo
Inside the room that was once dominated by the criminals, the atmosphere was now different. Carson stood upright in front of a large desk, where maps and important information were scattered. Around him, his subordinates, including his loyal men, stood with thoughtful expressions. They had just conquered the enemy base, and although the atmosphere was a little calmer, a feeling of anxiety and vigilance still coursed through them."Tonight is New Year's Eve, finally," said one of the soldiers with a relieved smile. "After everything that happened, it feels like we've accomplished everything. We can rest now.""Right," added another. "They've been defeated, we've won. It's over. Everything is calmer."Carson looked at them all with a serious gaze, but no smile appeared on his face. When he finally opened his mouth, his voice sounded calm yet full of a deep burden. All gazes were fixed on Carson."It's not over yet," Carson said, furrowing his brow.Everyone fell silent at those words. T
Behind the dark screen, the criminals sat with evil smiles etched on their faces. They felt no anxiety or fear of the consequences of what they were doing. Instead, they celebrated the chaos they had created as if this was a game they were enjoying. In a cramped room filled with computer screens and communication devices, one of them stood confidently, looking at his colleagues, who were laughing uproariously.They were a bunch of crazy people who loved chaos. They were doing all this for fun, especially since Carson had captured their leader. No one could restrain them, which made them even crazier and freer."You see," the man said in a low voice, full of confidence, "no matter how hard they try, they'll never be fast enough to stop us. No matter how many they send, we're already ahead of the game. They will only play in the game we make."Across the table, his partner nodded with a wide smile, his eyes twinkling. "This is very fun indeed. If they die, we'll bring more dead with us.
The atmosphere in the town of Springvale was tense, but as time passed, most citizens still went about their routines with little knowledge of what was really going on behind the scenes. They were deliberately not allowed to know what was happening.A few residents gathered in a café not far from the city center, enjoying a cup of morning coffee. Some glanced outside, noting the number of military vehicles and troops that seemed to be getting ready. A large truck full of equipment was also seen stopped in front of the government building. Although most of them didn't know exactly what was going on, the rumbling sound was quite obvious and made them wonder."Look at that. It looks like something big is happening," said one resident, a man in his 40s sitting by the window. He observed the soldiers passing by in full uniform, his hand holding a coffee cup. Do you think this has something to do with New Year's Eve preparations?"A young woman sitting at the table next to him looked out wi
Arriving at the car, he threw his luggage into the side seat roughly, then started the engine with a shudder. When he stepped on the gas pedal, the roaring sound of the engine seemed to represent the anger that was welling up inside him. On the way to his house, his head continued to be filled with images of the fallen victims, the faces he could not save.On the way, Carson grabbed his cell phone and dialed Darwis' contact number. A long ringing sound was heard before Darwis finally picked it up."Darwis," Carson's voice sounded hoarse, trying to hold back his emotions. "This isn't the end for us. I promise I'll handle this better."Darwis was silent for a few seconds. He sensed Carson's disappointment. "I understand, General. We won't let our guard down again either. Forgive us for being negligent." He felt disappointed in himself. "If only we had moved quickly, maybe the bomb wouldn't have exploded, and there wouldn't have been any casualties. All of this is my fault.""You can't b
Cason sat in his chair, his eyes not leaving the large screen in front of him. Although the atmosphere in the headquarters was getting tense, he felt that something was making him more anxious than ever. Slowly, he pulled out his cell phone from his pants pocket, staring at the name on the screen, Alison. He was worried about his wife's state.He took a deep breath before pressing the call button as if gathering the strength to hear the voice he had missed for so long because he was busy with this stressful situation. The phone rang for a few seconds, and finally, Alison's soft voice was heard on the other end."Hello, darling," Alison's soothing voice seemed to sweep away some of his worries.Carson sat up and leaned his back against the chair, trying to calm himself down. "Hello, sweetheart. Are you all right?" Carson said, his voice soft despite the anxiety in his heart."I'm fine." Alison was a little shocked that Carson would ask such a question just now. "Are you okay? If there'
After securing the enemy leader, Cason and his subordinates took him to a dark and isolated room nearby, where the interrogation would take place. The room was lit only by a small chandelier hanging in the center, giving it a tense feel. In one corner, there was a cold metal table, and the chair facing it was empty as if awaiting their role in this interrogation. The leader of the enemy, his face was pale. He was beginning to fear what Carson would do to him.The man, now bound and looking more tired than ever, sat with his body slightly bent. His eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily. In front of him, Cason stood with a sharp gaze. Darwis, along with several other team members, stood by the door, guarding against any interruptions during the interrogation process.Cason walked slowly around the table, his steps heavy and full of a chilling, murderous aura. He didn't say a word, just looked at the enemy leader, who seemed to be getting more and more panicked at Carson's aura."W
Cason faced the two men with his abilities. It turned out that his two opponents were stronger, and again, the two were very compact and very difficult to defeat. Without hesitation, he moved quickly, utilizing his speed and agility to dodge their attacks. His steps were measured while his two opponents worked together, trying to surround him from two directions.The big man moved first, trying to pin Cason down with big, fast steps. However, Cason was ready. He stepped back one step, nimbly dodging the man's outstretched hand. In an instant, he seized the opening, darting forward and blocking the movement of the small man who was trying to get close. Cason's movements were so fast that the little man could only be stunned for a moment, giving Cason room to go further.However, the big man did not give up. He turned around and attacked with a sharp movement, trying to hit with full force. Cason dodged quickly, just a step away from the attack. Cason's every move was meticulous, making