Auntie toasts the VRMMORPG

73. Player versus Player - Matches

Flora's head rang from all the explanations, and she was more confused than enlightened. Those teenagers had too much energy and knew way too many gaming terms!

But you couldn't expect too many enlightenments in one day. In the morning, she had completed the last of Robby's recommended scenarios. Meditating on a mountain top, she gained awareness of her inner mana network.

It seemed she had maxed out her quota of comprehension.

Packing the Counterflow mech-suit in her inventory, she pondered what she should wear over her mana regen outfit. She still had the Ice-Masters body armor, so she slipped it on.

The mini-masters told her she had to take out all the equipment she wanted to use in the PvP antechamber. There she could still access her inventory, but Flora felt better if she assembled everything now. She wanted to make sure they had nothing forgotten.

The two focuses were in their holsters, and she filled the quick access slots with mana potions, health potions, minor potions of fire resistance, underwater breathing, ice traps, and explosion traps.

Flora decided against the Potion-Guzzler for the first try but kept her filled mana-battery linked.

4 MR for the four turret-traps (+8 Generators per tt).

5 MR for the trap toaster (+4 Generators).

31 MR for the octopussy.

Aitoshuri beeped satisfied, while Aidan, who controlled the toaster, promised to do his best.

The interface for the arena selection reminded her of the Seven-Masters Dojo Ring-Time but was much more complicated. She could even select against which classes she wished to fight. Of course, she chose some of Ressa's classes: Marksmen, Fireshot, Hunter, Gun-Fu, and Beastmaster. The other configurations like Level Range: 1-5 and Random Environment, she left untouched.

As soon as she pressed the 'Match'-Button, a notification popped up: an opponent was ready.

Flora ported in the antechamber. On her HUD ticked a 30-sec count down. The room had three stone walls and one open wall with a transparent shield. She could look through it in the colosseum shaped arena.

On the opposite side of the round stadium, she saw another shimmering shield. The audience benches were empty except for a group of familiar teenies.

Flora checked her equipment on last time.

"Are you ready, sweeties?"

"Yes, Milady!"

"Beep!"

Flora readied herself to jump out of the room. When the timer reached its end, her sight got blurry for a second.

Suddenly, she stood in the middle of the arena, staring at the sand.

Her mind had focused on jumping to such an extent it had to readjust when it couldn't execute the plunge.

"Congratulation, you won the first round." A female voice read the message.

Flora found herself back in the antechamber without having seen her opponent.

"Oh well, good job, everyone."

The timer ticked again down from 30 seconds, which made Flora sigh.

"Aidan, we have to ask what other people do during waiting. I don't want to waste any moment."

This time, Flora was ready for the port. Her adversary wore shabby full body armor and held a sword.

Flora cast Acid Bolt, but 20 laserbeams hit the poor guy before the spell left her hand.