"[General Chat] Harmony has finally lost it LOL"
A of Harmony giving a speech to eleven people.
She made them raise their hands naturally, then took a photo, plastering it as "those who are serious about this" LOL.
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"Honestly, she made it look so natural that I was wondering what was happening. Insane…"
"She's getting more devious with each step LOL"
"Fact: She then pushed the trainer role onto her teammates."
"LOL subcontracting and turning it into a family business? Classic."
"She didn't even consult them LOL"
"This looks sloppy, but it sohow seems like it'll work LOL"
"She must've learned the basics from Yujin LOL"
"MacGyver vs. Pat and Mat"
"Harmony's team? More like Team Pat and Mat."
"Mad people are usually freakishly talented. Why is this actually happening?"
"Because they channel all their madness into gaming."
"As haters increase, Harmony bulldozes all obstacles in her path."
"Isn't that how they described Yujin during the preliminary ranks? LOL"
"They're becoming alike LOL"
"At least she doesn’t have to worry about surpassing her teacher."
"To surpass Yujin, she'd need to be missing half her limbs LOL"
"Too true, honestly."
"Plus, no tail."
[General Chat] Summary of today's… Harmony's stream… jpg
An image of Harmony, with a red hat on squad mbers' heads, spinning them around at the shooting range.
Do whatever you want, seriously LOL.
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"??? : Get to Grandmaster if you’re mad LOL"
"What a flex LOL"
"She’s becoming one with the shooting range LOL"
"The shooting range drills work, but this… LOL"
"Even the trainers are starting to enjoy it as they go."
"True, they're all in it now."
"At this point, wouldn’t it be better to focus on team play rather than shooting drills?"
"What's the point of team play if they lack the physical skills?"
"It's like college group projects with middle schoolers LOL"
"Breathless just hearing about it LOL"
"Yujin’s influence extends everywhere."
"‘Get to Grandmaster if you’re mad’ is a legendary line."
"Doesn't even suit Harmony, though LOL"
"I had sothing to say, but I forgot it as soon as I saw the instructor hats."
"This is visual terrorism LOL"
"Looks insane, but it sohow produces results."
"Is she trying to show the perils of outco-focused thinking?"
"You're doing well enough, so what's with the fuss?"
Sip.
Harmony leaned back and glanced at the various pop-ups on her screen. Video clips, text, and images—every form of dia imaginable covered the recent happenings.
Her concern wasn’t so much about how Harmony was doing, though she was relieved Harmony wasn't taking any reckless risks. Whether the shooting range or team play, there were insights to be gained either way.
After all, nothing else pressing demanded her attention.
"Is it so surprising that Harmony’s skill improved so much?"
From her perspective, it was inevitable. Unlike exceptions like herself, Harmony’s path to becoming a redefined operator didn’t involve the fundantal hurdles of physical stamina due to VR's nature. The biggest obstacle was gone.
Now, it was just a matter of building muscle mory. If she were training Special Forces recruits, they'd achieve notable results in three weeks under VR conditions. Mastery in navigation, shooting, and situational awareness—those were the essentials.
The Dark Zone had flattened gender disparities under the guise of adjustnts, opening up a world not limited by gender. Dice was proof of that.
Personal musings aside, she swiped away the windows, then checked her task list. Passport renewal… she could apply for an Arican passport as well. Her citizenship was established, thanks to MAVNI, which granted her U.S. citizenship in exchange for military service.
Harmony’s chat ssage caught her eye:
-[Harmony: I’m coming to the U.S. in December with you, teacher. Please don’t leave behind. T-T]
The brat.
This December, Harmony would join her on the trip. Icarus had cleared it, and the final championship booking was straightforward. The odds of landing a ticket were one in three thousand, but as a team entourage, they’d secured spots easily.
The more concerning issue lay elsewhere:
-[…Senator Henry M. Brayton plans to attend the AP Final Championship to et the athletes, with Eugene representing Korea….]
"That old man…"
He wouldn’t have attended if not for her. Now he feigned interest, as expected for a seasoned politician. Whether this would be an ordinary eting or not was unclear.
As she pondered, a ssage from Anchorite buzzed in:
-[A: The public announcent has begun. They used a thod even I didn't expect.] -[A: /watchv=GmlQVS3dAM&list=RDH] -[A: LOL]
"What's so funny?"
She opened the link, watching the video load. The thumbnail had just over 100,000 views, a fresh upload from an hour ago titled Dark Zone Final Championship: North Arican Participant Interview.
Then, on screen—
"Logan?"
Before she could process why Logan was there, the image burned into her retinas: alabaster skin, clear blue eyes, and those unmistakable polar bear ears. The familiar voice completed the scene.
They looked straight into the cara, almost as if exchanging glances.
"I haven’t reviewed all the final championship participants yet, but I do know so."
"That’s intriguing. It sounds like you know soone specific."
"Yes, I’m quite familiar with Korea’s Eugene. We crossed paths a lot in military service."
The interviewer’s eyes widened at the revelation, but Logan continued, unfazed.
"Wow, I never expected that. Could you elaborate?"
"I can’t disclose much, but suffice to say, a lot of people, including , are acquainted with them. I hope you can infer why that’s all I can say."
"Ah, I see. Let’s move on to the next question—"
It was Logan leading this bombshell.
On the surface, it seed trivial, but it would cause massive ripples. Only an hour in, it had amassed 100,000 views. Having beco familiar with YourSpace, she could predict the storm ahead.
This must be the “specific public announcent thod” hinted at before. She never expected such a direct approach.
Then again, it was hard to imagine a more effective thod. While subtly implying her background, the video’s reach was undeniable.
Though she had another thought.
-[Eugene: Is Logan competing in AP too?] -[A: Not that I know of] -[Eugene: ?] -[A: ?]
Wasn’t he supposed to be intelligence? What did he even know?
She chuckled, shaking her head, and continued, "Have you developed a new hobby of going out just to get smacked?"
"Oh, please, would it kill you to speak nicely?"
"Whether I’m kind or not won’t change the outco. You might as well practice coffin fittings—ugh."
"Oh, shut up. I was just doing a favor."
thump
The Delta Force veteran Owens flinched as he took a punch to the side from Yujin. Despite his 19 years of service, even he struggled against Yujin’s inhumanly strong strikes.
Perfect CQC defense wasn’t enough to stop the numbing sensation, so he shook it off, both heading to a park with food trucks nearby.
Weekday lunchti filled the park with office workers grabbing a quick bite.
"What will it be? Panini? Hot dog? Hamburger or lobster roll… or fried mac and cheese bites? My arteries are screaming."
"That’s the idea. Let’s grab one of each and swap."
"I see 80% of the food bill on my end."
"Ha."
They wandered for 30 minutes, sampling every truck, before returning with a variety of foods. Owens popped open a soda, while Logan devoured a taco and wiped her mouth.
"A few days ago, DARPA was a ss. Royden told . I can guess who was responsible."
"Looks like things are moving."
"Exactly."
She took another bite and continued, "I was asked by so forr superiors. Christopher is still at Gold Squadron in Virginia, so he can’t move much… he might co in December. I’m here to speak on his behalf."
"Thanks. He ended up where he suited best. I wonder if he’s still instructing underwater ops."
"If I went by looks, I'd be JTF-2."
"The unit that fires maple syrup instead of bullets?"
"Ugh."
Brief silence.
"So, if you’ve anything to say to Yujin, now’s the ti. Will you join the year-end deploynt rotation?"
"Unclear, but wasn’t the championship at Madison Square Garden?"
"Yes."
As he chewed his burger, he added, "Guess I’ll spend New Year’s at Tis Square."
"Huh…"
Realizing his intention, she flashed a huge smile.
"If that’s the case, I’ll book a ticket in my na. Just let know later. Got it?"
"..."
"I’ll take that as a yes."
She resud eating with a cheerful expression.
It was six hours before Eugene would shiver in realization from her interview’s ripple effect.
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