Chapter Eighteen
It took a long time for Chloe to calm down after she reentered Obsidian, landing with a soft thud on the bed in her cell.
She couldn’t believe Mia’s audacity, hacking into her game and altering the outcome of the gameplay. After Chloe had sunk thousands upon thousands of dollars into supporting her startup, this was how Mia repaid her?
She laid in bed for some time, ignoring the guards’ whistles and comments about her bare chest—all of her equipment except her bracers, greaves, and shorts had once again been taken when she died—and contemplated what Mia had told her.
People were watching the game now.
Real people.
Everyday people were watching her play live.
39 viewers had taken an interest in her journey and had seen her fight the mutant bugs. Had seen her interact
