Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife



The Su's were up on their feet, outraged and worried because their daughter and sister was injured. Even if it was an injury in a virtual world, the fear that one's loved one was injured was not aware of any such fact. It was just as real as it would be if she were injured in the real world.

Adler was tittering on the brink of desperation to pull her out of there. It was just one fight, it was okay to lose, train hard and return. "She should surrender now." He said worriedly.

"When have you ever seen your sister surrender?" Dorian asked Adler. "She would rather send them both into the oblivion portal than say those words."

And Dorian was right because of the way Scarlet was eyeing the northern paladin with a mysterious unsettling smile beneath her mask while he celebrated his small victory over her as if the match itself had ended and he, declared the victor.

"I warned you hound." The northern paladin said with arrogance. That brimming smirk on his face was so crystal clear, like a shiny soul crystal. "Surrender now."

Over on the benches were the players sat, Doom shouted, "Hey Alice, guess things are not so sweet now, huh."

A few players chuckled mockingly at his words, some even tapping their hands together in a high five.

"Idiots." Alice mumbled and she gave Doom the middle finger.

"Anytime Alice." Doom responded and he laughed again, in a nasty way with his friends.

"Fucking idiots!!!!" Alice mumbled again. She kept her eyes on Scarlet who was looking at the time for the third or fourth time since the fight started. In her opinion the hound was not one to prolong fights like this, so why was she doing it? And why did she keep looking at the time? "Come on hound." She said loudly and she clapped.

In the ring, Scarlet waited for the northern paladin whose hands were up in the air, rallying the crowds to chant his name, to finish his celebration before she held her arm out and whispered, 'nightmare.'

"That's the weird mind distortion move, she is doing it now." The Eastern paladin shouted.

"We prepared him for this." The Western paladin replied, calm down. They were all sure it would not work and the hound would be eating loser's dust today.

Unfortunately, today was not that day because ten seconds in, the northern paladin started to scream as if he was being tortured and suffering great agony.

"What is she doing to him?" Many in the arena had the same question.

"Is this legal?"

While they were asking themselves many questions, the northern paladin turned around, run and threw himself into the portal of oblivion.

This was a very unusual way of ending a fight, it was certainly the first of it's kind because when one was defeated and surrendered, they usually said the words, 'I surrender.' No one actually threw themselves into the portal of their own volition.

There was a mutual stunned silence in the arena which made Scarlet want to laugh. Was this such an abnormal phenomenon? She could not just stand here in the ring forever waiting for them to remember her.

"Host, do I win or not?" She asked.

The host looked at the judges and they raised the red flag.

"The hound wins." The host declared, " Ladies and gentlemen, the hound has officially joined the top ten on the division one virtual champions roll."

Her hand was raised high and the trumpets which were sounded for the victor played.

"Do you intend to challenge anyone right now?" The host asked her.

She looked at the time and realized that she had seven more minutes. "I still have some time, soooo number eight."

The crowd went wild, and those who wanted to place new bets got their fingers ready.

The host looked up in the arena, in a VIP area where the top ten sat. They did not share the benches with other players because they were different, they were the top of the division after all and it was only Alice, the sweetest who liked to come down and see how the other half lived as she always said. The host said into his microphone, "Is number eight available for a challenge?"

The top ten had specially assigned seats and a light shone on number eight's seat which was occupied by a young man fully draped in armor of gold. He called himself the golden wasp, his most preferred weapon of choice were a pair of long thin swords that could sting like insects, if he touched a single part of your body once with one of his thin swords, it was over.

"I accept," he said, "And surrender." The young man added with a cheeky smile on his face.

"W-what?" The host asked in surprise that could not be hidden.

Even the audience was taken aback and those who were preparing themselves to bet wore wry expressions on their faces. Why was he surrendering? At least get in the ring and be beaten up for our enjoyment before surrendering.

Most of the large screens in the arena were showing golden wasp's unbothered face and only two were showing Scarlet's bored one.

"Now golden wasp, do I quote you right when I say, you surrender?" The host asked.

Golden Wasp raised one eyebrow and he looked at the camera and asked, "What, is it illegal to surrender?"

Scarlet looked at the time and bit her lip, "Mr. host, I challenge number five then." She declared loudly.

"What?"

"Eh?"

"Is she crazy?"

"She is allowing small victories to cloud her judgement."

It was one thing to go for number eight but coming for number five now straight up was too bold.

The host on the other hand was excited, if golden wasp was a coward, number five Crazy Jerry was not, for he was the loose canon of division one.

Crazy Jerry could never turn down a fight and in fact, he always sought out more fights than he could handle.

"There you have it ladies and gentlemen, number five, crazy Jerry has been challenged, will he face the challenger the hound?" The host added more gusto and exaggeration to his words and actions, seeking to excite and enthrall the audience. "Number five, do you accept the challenge?"

All eyes were on number five, Crazy Jerry who wore vemirite armor of many colors as if a rainbow had spit up on him. He was bold by choice on the front of his head but he had a long ponytail at the back.

His skin was smooth and pink like a egg which presented quite the contrast in his looks because other than going out of his way to make himself look ridiculous, Crazy Jerry was a handsome man. His preferred fighting style was combat and direct confrontation, Crazy Jerry liked to smash his opponents like rocks into the ground until he was forcibly pulled away from them.

When crazy Jerry stood up, the crowd went wild, screaming in anticipation for a bloody fight in which the hound would be defeated.

"Oh, I can't watch this." Mega Su logged out of the virtual world immediately. Watching her baby being squashed like soft potatoes under crazy Jerry was not her definition of a fun fight.

The other Su's would have followed her too but they stayed on for moral support. When Scarlet looked over, they had to be there whether she was winning or losing.

On the screen, Adler thought he was deaf when he heard the words, "I accept and surrender," coming from Crazy Jerry's mouth.