Some mechanical noise sounded as the Initiator's smartphone Motor was calculating the Ghoul Soul Points of the qualified Tomb Riders. Ghoul Soul Points were the estimated value of all Ghoul Souls when extracted. One Blue Ghoul Soul was equated to twenty Ghoul Points; One Red Ghoul Soul was valued at one hundred Blue Ghoul which was equal to two-thousand Ghoul Points, and one Green Ghoul was equal to one hundred Red Ghoul Souls which was worth two-hundred thousand Ghoul Points.

All of the Tomb Riders were sweating externally while their hearts were beating irregularly. They never took their eyes away from the screen which was calculating their Ghoul Points. Each of them wanted to score higher than the other. If they came in the top three they would receive a 20% increase on their Ghoul Souls and if they came in first, then they would get double the amount added onto their 20% increase!

Beep! Beep!

Hearing the end of the mechanical noise, indicated that the top ten Tomb Riders and top three winners have been determined. The Tomb Riders were the first to have a look at results before it was broadcasted on the wide range monitors. When they saw it, most of them weren’t surprised.

“Huh?” At that moment, every one of the Tomb Riders was fixedly staring at the initials which were plastered at the very top of the screen, then on the other bottom two names which indicated the top three.

-A.J >> First Place >> Total Amount Of Ghoul Soul Points = 280,240

-1 Green Ghoul Souls = 200,000 Ghoul Points

-37 Red Ghoul Souls = 74,0000 Ghoul Points

-312 Blue Ghoul Souls = 6240 Ghoul Points

At the very top of the monitor were the two initials. When the audience finally saw the results they were all wondering which Tomb Rider named A.J. But, the Tomb Riders who were down below all had their head staring at the Mysterious Mistress who was slightly smiling. They all had figured out that those initials must have belonged to her. Some members of the crowd were too dumb enough to figure this out, so the King of Gamblers had to enlighten them.

“You bunch of unknowledgeable ingrates. Are you all so dunce that you can’t figure it out? Hahaha!” West Wu laughed hysterically, showing off his pearly whites. The surrounding crowd started glaring at him.

“What’s with that twisted look, you bunch of morons? It is quite obvious that the winner of the race is the mysterious beauty. I’ve never lost a bet in my entire life. That’s just how good I am. It’s a God-given talent.” When the crowd heard West Wu arrogantly speaking they were a bit annoyed but they only paid attention to him for a short while before looking at the scoreboard again.

“Hey, look! Saint Tiger came in second place with a Ghoul Point of 202,000!” The crowd stared at a sexily dressed Tomb Rider who was clenching her fist and gritting her teeth while glaring at the Mysterious Mistress.

“You bitch! You got lucky today. If it weren’t for that cruel method that you adapted, don’t think that you would have won! You cheating bitch!” Saint Tiger acted as if she wanted to attack the Mysterious Mistress but at that moment, a heavily built man with a sharp handsome face stepped in the middle of them.

“Alright, alright. That’s enough. We all understand how you feel, Daphena.” The sharp face man held Saint Tiger back from making a fool of herself. He was the one who had come in third place, Mecha Shima with a Ghoul Soul Point of 121,001.

Saint Tiger slapped his hand away. “Hey, Mecha Shima what did I say about calling my real name in public? Are you trying to expose me?” She glared at the sharp face man intensely.

Mecha Shima scratched his head and answered. “Ah, sorry about Daphena. It’s an old habit.”

“Hey, you said it again! Tsk, I hate you.” Saint Tiger turned around and walked further away from the Mysterious Mistress. Looking over her shoulder, she said: “Next time you won’t be so lucky.”

“What’s up with that girl?” Thought the Mysterious Mistress, she spared her a glance for a second then focused back her attention on the Initiator.

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“The winners have already been decided, as you can clearly see on the scoreboard.” The Initiator raised his voice so that everyone in the stadium could hear him.

“Tonight’s race has reached its conclusion. I hope that you all have enjoyed yourselves and I wish you all a good night. Please join us again for the next Qualifiers Race which will be held a week from now. After the Qualifiers Races have all finished, the selected few will be able to compete for a chance of becoming a mid-class Tomb Rider in an upcoming tournament. That is all for tonight, once again thank you all for coming.”

After the Initiator finished speaking, some people in the crowd began moving towards the exit disappointedly, others happily waited around to receive their fair share of the money earned from winning their bets. The Tomb Riders who were able to submit their Motors Cube have also received their bonus rewards. The Mysterious Mistress took back her Motors Cube and began motioning her sexy behind towards the underground exit which was only exclusive to Tomb Riders. The others did the same.

The Tomb Riders who were lucky enough to come in the top ten will be able to participate in the upcoming tournament. The others who have failed to make the cut, still had a chance of qualifying in the next Qualifiers Race which will be held.

Tomb Riders who were eliminated early were exiting the elimination chamber. Kira was holding up Resotnero while walking out together. He had regained consciousness, nothing was wrong with him other than the slight pain that he was feeling in his leg. The medical personnel had already given them a brief treatment which would surface until they seek further medical care.

Unruly ban came out of the elimination chamber with a gang of untamed riders. “Let’s go pay that mysterious bitch a visit.” They went off in the direction which provided refreshments for Tomb Riders.

After a couple more unimportant people came out, White Demon strutted out with her hands folded underneath her buxom bosoms. “You’ve done well tramp. Wait until I’m qualified then we’ll settle our accounts at the tournament.” She smiled demonically. “Kukuku, I can’t wait to strip your vagina of its bulkiness.”

“Whew, I’m thirsty.” The Mysterious Mistress was also on her way to the refreshment area to grab a drink then she would go to the infirmary to check up on her health. On her way there, she ran into a group of people which was comprised of around a dozen gorgeous women and one elegant man in the middle.

“My lady please, can I get a moment of your time?” asked West Wu while stepping forward.

“Huh, who are you?” The Mysterious Mistress was very vigilant at that moment, she even took a step back during West Wu’s advancement.

West Wu saw what she did and decided to stop a metre away from her. He smiled then said, “You’re very cautious aren’t you? There’s no need to be afraid. I’m sure that you’ve probably heard of me but never seen the face.” West Wu bowed slightly. “I am known as the King of Gamblers.”

“Sorry, never heard of you. Now would you please excuse me?” The Mysterious Mistress didn’t wait for an answer, she just stepped by West Wu and continued walking as if she didn’t give a damn about the King of Gamblers' status.

“You, how insolent!” shouted out one of West Wu’s feminine entourage before grabbing onto the Mysterious Mistress’s arm violently. “Get back here and show some respect!”

“Huh?” The Mysterious Mistress flashed away her hand and said firmly. “Why should I respect him? You are the ones who he supports so continue wagging your tail and kissing his ass like the good little pussies you are.”

“What did you just say, bitch?!” West Wu’s feminine entourage was upset with what the Mysterious Mistress said, even the King of Gamblers himself was offended. His entourage surrounded her to cordon her path. “You’re not going anywhere until you apologise to our master.”

“Who does this Tomb Rider slut think she is? Speaking to us like that.” spat out a woman with revealing clothes who was most likely to be a slut than any.

“She thinks that she’s all that because she won tonight, don’t let victory get in your head bitch! We are more than capable of making you submit.”

“Now apologise to master West Wu!” every one of West Wu’s feminine entourage was spewing insults and epithets at the Mysterious Mistress who was just standing there taking it all in.

“Now, now ladies don’t be so rude to miss little Tomb Rider here. She was probably offended as well.” West Wu wore a mask of a rueful smile while he approached the Mysterious Mistress with a briefcase in his hand.

“Probably I came on a bit too strong.” West Wu snapped his fingers; signalling for his feminine entourage to clear a path for the Mysterious Mistress. “Allow me to reintroduce myself. I am West Wu the King of Gamblers. Not only that, but I am also a coordinator of a prominent Ghoul Graveyard. You know what that means don’t you?” West Wu’s eyes were horrendous looking. It was like he was pinching his prey with his eyes.

“Ghoul Graveyard…?” The Mysterious Mistress was speechless. The only reason why she decided to become a Tomb Rider in the first place was so that she could earn a permit which could enable her to search for her father who went missing inside a Ghoul Graveyard several months ago. Hearing West Wu say that he was a Ghoul Graveyard coordinator sparked her interest. Her heart started beating madly.

West Wu could hear her heart palpitating in her chest, his cynical grin widened even more. “Seems like I’ve caught your attention.”

“What do you want?” asked the Mysterious Mistress suddenly.

West Wu got within breathing distance of her. “Let me just cut to the chase. I’m thinking of recruiting some talented people for an upcoming Ghoul Graveyard Expedition. I was amazed by your performance tonight, I could see that you have great potential and a knack for killing monsters. What do you say, you want in?”