Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1200

"Every single Elyndorian team managed to construct a preliminary model for that psychotic experiment!"

"A few teams even pushed into deeper, uncharted territory. The reports they submitted have genuinely advanced our nation's research in the field."

Mr. Ashwell froze, his head snapping up to stare at Serena in utter shock. "You don't mean..."

His voice trembled. "The only reason our country's teams performed so spectacularly in the final round... was because of her?"

Mr. Harrison nodded emphatically, his tone bursting with pride and awe. "Exactly."

"Serena selflessly shared the core deduction logic with everyone."

"She didn't just take first place; she literally dragged the entire Elyndorian delegation across the finish line with crushing scores!"

"These arrogant geniuses respect and worship her from the absolute bottom of their hearts."

Mr. Ashwell sucked in a sharp breath.

He looked at the young woman in the distance—surrounded by adoring peers, yet still radiating that cool, untouchable apathy.

The shock crashing through him was indescribable.

The more he looked at her, the more terrifyingly deep this twenty-year-old girl appeared.

After ending the call with Mr. Harrison, a senior official from the Organizing Committee stepped up to deliver a brief motivational speech.

The thirty-five Elyndorian contestants began marching toward the boarding gate.

They moved in a flawless formation.

Every single one of them stood tall, their spines straight as steel.

Their eyes burned with a fanatical, unyielding fire, and every gaze was locked onto the person leading the pack... Serena!

Mr. Ashwell was overwhelmed with emotion.

These kids were the brightest minds in the nation, yet they willingly followed Serena, proud to call her their Goddess.

Suddenly, his fears regarding the tournament in Severia vanished.

He was filled with absolute confidence.

Serena kept one hand tucked casually in her pocket as she raised her cool, piercing gaze, sweeping over the young, determined faces.

She spoke in a cool, steady voice. "Remember the country you represent."

"Remember the flag on your chests."

"We aren't going to Severia to compete, and we certainly aren't going to play nice."

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