Danger Lurks Everywhere! Third Place Is Pretty Good Too!

The semi-finals' first analysis meeting ended, and Team Moss bowed before exiting the conference room.

Moss noticed his teammates' low morale. They looked like bruised bananas, unable to recover. He hastened his pace and hugged his teammates from behind, and smiled. "We're in the top eight, guys! Why are you all frowning?! Let's walk around the field and chat."

Alan, Moore, and the others did not respond. They only walked toward the field in profound thought.

Moore could no longer remain silent when they reached the basketball court. He frowned and hurriedly asked, "Will it be better if we forfeited tomorrow's match, Captain Moss? We will place third in the team Player Kill competition without injuries if we do. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Moore is right, Moss. Then you can prepare for the individual Player Competition," Kohler added to Moore's words and looked at Moss with endless anticipation.