"This is the video of Zack's game two days ago. Outsiders can't understand it. You should understand it, right, Chairman?" Claire asked unhurriedly.
"Yes." The club chairman felt really ashamed. "Zack, he… cheated with the plug-in."
A low chuckle came from Claire's throat. "With a sniper rifle having a range of 1,000 meters, he can shoot people from a distance of 2,000 meters. He has not searched for equipment from beginning to end, and the mechanical ammunition in his backpack is automatically replenished. Chairman, I think you know how to deal with cheating during a match, right?"
The club chairman rubbed his hands and laughed dryly. "Zack was too stupid. This is not a regular match. He probably meant it as a joke. He has never done this before. Look… can you let him off this time? When he comes back, I will scold him severely!"
