What started as a struggling five-person group was now reduced to three.
Pushing the experiment forward was practically impossible.
And with two people gone.
Even the menial tasks fell onto the shoulders of the great Bianca Doyle.
And despite doing the grunt work, she still had nothing to show for it.
Bianca's patience was hanging by a thread.
The male teammate watched her seethe with rage, terrified but feeling obligated to speak up. "Captain, we only have a day and a half left. If we can't crack the core algorithm, we can't build the model..."
"And if that happens, we're really finished."
"Shut up!" Bianca shrieked in frustration. "Do I need you to tell me that? Are you an idiot? Figure it out yourself!"
"I..." The teammate felt incredibly wronged.
If he could figure it out himself, would he be standing here cowering?
Every other team was practically done with their research, all thanks to Serena's guidance.
When the deadline hit, The Dreamscape Initiative would be the only team...
That couldn't even produce basic data.
They were going to be the laughingstock of the island.
The male teammate seriously regretted his life choices. Why hadn't he grown a spine at lunch and left with the other two?
If he had left then.
At least he wouldn't be facing this humiliating defeat.
And he wouldn't be stuck absorbing Bianca's relentless tantrums alone.
Bianca obviously didn't care about the feelings or grievances of someone she viewed as a subordinate dog.
She was furious.
Beyond furious.
She looked at the half-empty lab, watching the error codes flash on the screen.
Then she thought of Serena being worshipped like a god by the rest of the competitors.
The more she thought about it, the more her blood boiled.
She snatched a test tube from the
rackmashed it against the
floor
this stupid experiment!
I'm done!"
With that, she stormed out of the lab.
The male teammate was stunned, overwhelmed with despair.
They were completely out of time, and she was still throwing heiress temper tantrums.
Did she really think the universe revolved around her?
Did she think throwing a fit would magically finish the project?
If she kept this up, they wouldn't even clear the preliminary rounds!
Why didn't he quit with the others?
Why didn't he just leave?!
Isabella let out a heavy sigh. "Don't take it personally, she's just under a lot of pressure."
"Don't blame her. We're only in this mess because... because of certain people."
She paused, waving her hand
dismissively. "Never mind, let's drop
it I'll go calm her down. Don't panic, just stay here and run through whatever steps you can."
The male teammate blinked.
Certain people?
Did she mean... Goddess Serena?
Isabella sighed again, patted his shoulder, and hurried out to chase after Bianca.
She tracked her all the way to the S-Block dorms.
Isabella knew Bianca had nowhere
else to
. The entire island was net
currently acting as Serena's
personal fan club. Content belong
Everywhere Bianca went, she would have to listen to people praising and worshipping Serena.
Her only option was to retreat to her room to cool off.
But as soon as Isabella reached the entrance of The Dormitory Block.
She saw Bianca standing outside, screaming at three members of The Board of Arbiters.
"Get out of my way! Good dogs don't block the door!"
Bianca was in a blind rage, completely devoid of patience, spitting insults the
second she opened her mouth.
The three arbiters stood firmly in her path.
Bianca grew even more unhinged. "Who gave you the right to stop me? This is my suite!"