"Is there really a need for a referee in this?" Qiong'an felt a little dizzy listening to all this. He didn't understand any of it.
'But aren't there only two possible outcomes for a competition like this?'
Either one side is completely wiped out, or the other side just forfeits.
Anyone with eyes can see who won. Why would you need a referee?
"That's not it. What if the last person alive just decides to hide?"
"They don't attack or make any moves. They just focus on hiding and stalling for time."
"How would you decide the winner then?" Shi Zhiyan wasn't in a rush, calmly explaining his concerns.
"To put it simply, it's passive engagement. They just try to wear you down."
"It doesn't just exhaust the team they're fighting, it also wears down the teams waiting for the next match." Shi Zhiyan had actually faced opponents like that before. They knew they couldn't win, but they wouldn't surrender, so they just dragged things out.
