Back in Berlin, on the top floor of a modern ten-story building, hundreds of supervisors sat each in front of holographic screens showing a team stream.
Some streams were showing battles for the package, while some were showing teams getting extracted by helicopters.
What mattered was that the entire competition was under the supervision of those people, and any slight movement was being watched, studied, and noted.
In front of those supervisors, Mr. Rodrigas and the Organization's vice-president were standing with their hands folded behind their backs.
Their attention was fully captured by a giant screen displaying the Russian team against the Chinese team.
In the middle of their battle, a silver package could be seen implanted in the ground.
"Zhang Wei might need to walk away from this package if he can't find a method to reach Slyvia." Mr. Rodrigas said solemnly.
