Chapter 715: Chapter 715: A Chorus of Mockery
But Victor Hawthorne and the others really listened to July Quinn; July didn’t let them fight, so they didn’t fight.
Soon, the international tournament qualifiers started.
The moment Victor Hawthorne led the esports team, including July Quinn, onto the stage, they were met with collective mockery from the crowd.
"I thought First University of Esteria would field some impressive lineup this time, turns out they brought a substitute along."
"Is First University of Esteria’s esports team out of talent? Even a substitute is dragged in to make up the numbers?"
But under July Quinn’s subtle cue, Victor Hawthorne and the others ignored those esports fans and began logging into their accounts.
Victor Hawthorne and the others logged into their accounts with ease, but when it came to July Quinn, after three consecutive attempts, it still showed "Incorrect password."
After three consecutive errors, the account also displayed: "Account locked, please try logging in again after three hours."
This caused an uproar from the audience.
"The substitute is completely exposed this time, they even changed the account password."
"Now without an account, how can the substitute compete?"
"This is the consequence of being too much of a show-off."
Indeed, the audience saw July Quinn’s inability to log in as proof of her using a substitute, and they all started mocking her.
Meanwhile, Joy Quinn was in an inconspicuous corner of the audience, smirking with satisfaction.
Yesterday, she had been lingering near July Quinn’s classroom, contemplating a strategy to shatter July’s high-flying reputation.
She happened to overhear Victor Hawthorne’s subordinates discussing July Quinn’s participation in today’s international tournament qualifiers as they walked out of the classroom, which sparked an idea to hire a hacker and steal July’s account.
This would effectively "confirm" July Quinn’s use of a substitute.
Look at the audience’s resistance towards July Quinn now, it clearly shows how cleverly she executed this move.
"Sister, you can only blame yourself. Who told you to be so talented, stealing all the spotlight?"
Joy Quinn whispered smugly to herself in the corner.
At this moment, Joy Quinn’s smugness was inversely matched by the bewilderment and helplessness of Victor Hawthorne and his team.
"Boss, your account is locked, how can we play?"
"We’re finished. If you can’t compete, it’s equivalent to announcing our withdrawal."
"Finally waiting for the international tournament, who would have thought we’d leave in such a way?"
They grew increasingly disheartened.
But then, July Quinn asked the host: "Can I apply for a new account to compete directly?"
The host replied: "You can, but a new account doesn’t have any runes, are you sure you’re not wasting time?"
Not just the host; even the audience thought July Quinn’s choice to compete with a new account was a waste of time.
"She must be an idiot. A new account lacks runes, has low damage; all other accounts in the competition are fully runed, dealing high damage and taking hits well. It’s like hitting a stone with an egg!"
"A substitute player, you expect her to understand these? If she understood them, she wouldn’t need a substitute."
"First University of Esteria must be trying to be funny today? What a pity for the talented Victor Hawthorne!"
In short, the mockery was relentless.
Besides the host and the audience being skeptical, even July Quinn’s teammates were doubtful.
"Captain Hawthorne, what should we do now? Playing with a new account doesn’t give us any chance of winning!"
"Exactly, no damage output, can’t take hits, what can we do?"
Victor Hawthorne frowned deeply, contemplating for a long time before making a decision.