?"Yay!" Emma threw her arms up in the air and cheered with joy as the television shifted from the previous fight to show the entirety of the tournament realm.
The commentators were still discussing the fight and were talking about how difficult it was to win against such skilled opponents.
Yet this Ambrose, who hadn't been in any big spotlight before, managed to do so.
The commentators then took out some information about him, such as his identity as the player with the highest total bounty in the game.
"Whew…"
Jack heaved a sigh of relief and walked over to the balcony to smoke a cigarette to relax his nerves.
Anna smiled at the television, but then her phone buzzed in her back pocket. She took it out and saw that she had a phone call coming from Amber.
She accepted the call and put the phone in her ear.
"Yes, Amber?" Anna said, and then listened to her friend speak, her expression turning prouder the more she listened.
"Yup, he did pretty well, didn't he?"
Zach leaned against a wall and saw Emma rushing out of the room.
"Sis, where're you going?"
"I'll go meet Bella!" Emma's shout resounded as she ran away like a bolt of lightning.
'Bella?' Zach wondered, curious about who Bella was.
After a short while, Jack returned from the balcony with a relaxed expression and took a seat on the sofa while his wife talked with her friend.
He looked at the television and saw that another fight was happening on one of the islands, but it didn't include his son, so he didn't really care.
Buzz.
At that moment, his phone buzzed with an incoming message.
He pulled out his phone and checked it out.
[Mark: Not bad]
"…"
Jack stayed quiet as he closed the phone and leaned against the sofa's backrest. However, a small smile crept onto his face.
…
Mark pocketed his phone and looked over to see how many teams were remaining in Ambrose's island.
[Teams: 387]
'He still has a long way to go.'
He thought, and looked over to other members of Rothsmith family, who were still excitedly talking about the fight.
It seemed like it was impossible to survive it, but not only did he survive, he completely destroyed his enemies.
In times like these, it made them puff their chests in pride to be a member of the Rothsmith family. They couldn't remember any other members of High Society who had achieved such a spectacular victory.
"Excuse me, grandfather."
Mark turned to the side and saw a beautiful, pale-faced young woman with a long-sleeved fishnet blouse and ripped black jeans standing in front of him.
While other members of Rothsmith wore fancy and expensive clothes, she stood out with her unique and edgy style.
"Granddaughter, what is it?"
Mark asked as he faced Nyx, who was staring at him with black eyeliner and a face void of any smile.
"You asked if any of us want to try our luck in gambling; can I do it?" Nyx asked.
"Nn."
Mark nodded in agreement, intrigued by Nyx's sudden interest in gambling.
There was a huge gambling event happening all around the world. They gambled to see who would emerge victorious in the tournament.
At this current moment, the Team Titans had greatest odds on winning the tournament.
"I want to bet on Jesse's team's victory." Nyx said with a steadfast expression.
"Oh?" Mark's eyebrow jumped in surprise. "Are you certain? How much do you want to bet?"
Nyx touched her nose and said, "I'll bet 100,000 crowns on their victory."
Mark nodded, as that amount wasn't too crazy for them to wager, but he doubted that Nyx had too much money.
'This might as well be all the money she has. Did Jesse's previous victory increase her confidence in them? It's still far too early to say, and it's unclear whether he'll survive alone through this round.
'However, it can be a good lesson for her not to spend her money too recklessly.'
Mark nodded and said, "Very well, is that all?"
"That's all." Nyx nodded and turned to leave the room.
…
In a well-furnished house with a television displaying the latest news about the tournament.
Matilda sat on her reclining chair while tapping her walking cane against the floor, deep in thought.
"Fame can be a dangerous thing, dear Jesse."
She murmured to herself, stood up with the help of the walking cane, and slowly made her way towards the kitchen to prepare herself a cup of tea.
She hoped that the soothing warmth would calm her troubled mind.
At that moment, she saw Jesse's previous rented apartment through the square window, and a wave of sweet memories flooded her thoughts.
"He is doing good, though." She hummed with a smile. "I'm glad for him, and he has already shown that he can take care of himself."
…
Moriarty's community chat was filled with excitement.
[Nekoman: How the f*** did he survive?!]
[Kerma: That was insane! So he wasn't nobody, after all!]
[Kyoko-san: Of course Lord Moriarty wouldn't choose some nobody! He always has a way to surprise us!]
[Rei-Kun: Damn, that was insane! The way his body continued shrinking and growing was quite freaky, but fuck, his last punch packed a punch!]
[Nobo: He punched through him! Isn't he supposed to be at level 1? I wasn't able to punch through people like that, not even now, and I am already level 50!]
[AlzheimerGamer: He is still alone and has to survive on his own. Anyway, I think… wait, what was I about to say?]
[Kyoko-san: He can do it; I believe in him!]
…
At the Marvelio family's residence.
A well-suited man sat in an armchair, his eyes fixed on the hospital reports on the desk. In the background, television screens were playing.
At that moment, the front door opened, and a middle-aged woman entered the house while removing the pieces of outdoor clothing.
As she arrived at the living room, she asked, "Any news about Alice?"
"Not yet." Alice's father said with a thoughtful look. "She is still playing, so I suppose she is still alive."
"I see…" Alice's mother looked over to the television and said, "As I was leaving the hospital, I heard some stuff about there being some fight going on?"
"Yeah, it was something else." The father said, shaking his head. "That made me wonder whether Alice should really be competing. It was so bloody and crude."
"Mmh." The mother nodded worryingly. "I hope she stays safe and doesn't get hurt."
"She should be focusing on her career instead of spending her time in this worthless fantasy world."
"She is clearly enjoying herself, so I think it's fine." The mother said, but understood that her child's safety was still a valid concern.
"Well, I just hope she won't encounter this Ambrose person." The father said, "I think he is an extremely dangerous person, and I don't want him anywhere near our daughter."
"Ambrose?" The mother tilted her head in confusion but then remembered. "Ah, right. I think I heard that name. Was he the one fighting?"
"Yes." The father nodded.
"I just saw him punch a hole in one of the players in the fight. Also, he has a strange ability to increase his muscle mass, and somehow he is able to release steam out of his body at will.
"I know that you can release steam by exercising as the sweat evaporates, but every time he released steam, it looked like he grew more powerful."
"Is that so?" The mother asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is there a recording of the fight? I would like to see it."
"It has been posted on ForeverTube already." The father said. "It already has over five million views."
?"Yay!" Emma threw her arms up in the air and cheered with joy as the television shifted from the previous fight to show the entirety of the tournament realm.
The commentators were still discussing the fight and were talking about how difficult it was to win against such skilled opponents.
Yet this Ambrose, who hadn't been in any big spotlight before, managed to do so.
The commentators then took out some information about him, such as his identity as the player with the highest total bounty in the game.
"Whew…"
Jack heaved a sigh of relief and walked over to the balcony to smoke a cigarette to relax his nerves.
Anna smiled at the television, but then her phone buzzed in her back pocket. She took it out and saw that she had a phone call coming from Amber.
She accepted the call and put the phone in her ear.
"Yes, Amber?" Anna said, and then listened to her friend speak, her expression turning prouder the more she listened.
"Yup, he did pretty well, didn't he?"
Zach leaned against a wall and saw Emma rushing out of the room.
"Sis, where're you going?"
"I'll go meet Bella!" Emma's shout resounded as she ran away like a bolt of lightning.
'Bella?' Zach wondered, curious about who Bella was.
After a short while, Jack returned from the balcony with a relaxed expression and took a seat on the sofa while his wife talked with her friend.
He looked at the television and saw that another fight was happening on one of the islands, but it didn't include his son, so he didn't really care.
Buzz.
At that moment, his phone buzzed with an incoming message.
He pulled out his phone and checked it out.
[Mark: Not bad]
"…"
Jack stayed quiet as he closed the phone and leaned against the sofa's backrest. However, a small smile crept onto his face.
…
Mark pocketed his phone and looked over to see how many teams were remaining in Ambrose's island.
[Teams: 387]
'He still has a long way to go.'
He thought, and looked over to other members of Rothsmith family, who were still excitedly talking about the fight.
It seemed like it was impossible to survive it, but not only did he survive, he completely destroyed his enemies.
In times like these, it made them puff their chests in pride to be a member of the Rothsmith family. They couldn't remember any other members of High Society who had achieved such a spectacular victory.
"Excuse me, grandfather."
Mark turned to the side and saw a beautiful, pale-faced young woman with a long-sleeved fishnet blouse and ripped black jeans standing in front of him.
While other members of Rothsmith wore fancy and expensive clothes, she stood out with her unique and edgy style.
"Granddaughter, what is it?"
Mark asked as he faced Nyx, who was staring at him with black eyeliner and a face void of any smile.
"You asked if any of us want to try our luck in gambling; can I do it?" Nyx asked.
"Nn."
Mark nodded in agreement, intrigued by Nyx's sudden interest in gambling.
There was a huge gambling event happening all around the world. They gambled to see who would emerge victorious in the tournament.
At this current moment, the Team Titans had greatest odds on winning the tournament.
"I want to bet on Jesse's team's victory." Nyx said with a steadfast expression.
"Oh?" Mark's eyebrow jumped in surprise. "Are you certain? How much do you want to bet?"
Nyx touched her nose and said, "I'll bet 100,000 crowns on their victory."
Mark nodded, as that amount wasn't too crazy for them to wager, but he doubted that Nyx had too much money.
'This might as well be all the money she has. Did Jesse's previous victory increase her confidence in them? It's still far too early to say, and it's unclear whether he'll survive alone through this round.
'However, it can be a good lesson for her not to spend her money too recklessly.'
Mark nodded and said, "Very well, is that all?"
"That's all." Nyx nodded and turned to leave the room.
…
In a well-furnished house with a television displaying the latest news about the tournament.
Matilda sat on her reclining chair while tapping her walking cane against the floor, deep in thought.
"Fame can be a dangerous thing, dear Jesse."
She murmured to herself, stood up with the help of the walking cane, and slowly made her way towards the kitchen to prepare herself a cup of tea.
She hoped that the soothing warmth would calm her troubled mind.
At that moment, she saw Jesse's previous rented apartment through the square window, and a wave of sweet memories flooded her thoughts.
"He is doing good, though." She hummed with a smile. "I'm glad for him, and he has already shown that he can take care of himself."
…
Moriarty's community chat was filled with excitement.
[Nekoman: How the f*** did he survive?!]
[Kerma: That was insane! So he wasn't nobody, after all!]
[Kyoko-san: Of course Lord Moriarty wouldn't choose some nobody! He always has a way to surprise us!]
[Rei-Kun: Damn, that was insane! The way his body continued shrinking and growing was quite freaky, but fuck, his last punch packed a punch!]
[Nobo: He punched through him! Isn't he supposed to be at level 1? I wasn't able to punch through people like that, not even now, and I am already level 50!]
[AlzheimerGamer: He is still alone and has to survive on his own. Anyway, I think… wait, what was I about to say?]
[Kyoko-san: He can do it; I believe in him!]
…
At the Marvelio family's residence.
A well-suited man sat in an armchair, his eyes fixed on the hospital reports on the desk. In the background, television screens were playing.
At that moment, the front door opened, and a middle-aged woman entered the house while removing the pieces of outdoor clothing.
As she arrived at the living room, she asked, "Any news about Alice?"
"Not yet." Alice's father said with a thoughtful look. "She is still playing, so I suppose she is still alive."
"I see…" Alice's mother looked over to the television and said, "As I was leaving the hospital, I heard some stuff about there being some fight going on?"
"Yeah, it was something else." The father said, shaking his head. "That made me wonder whether Alice should really be competing. It was so bloody and crude."
"Mmh." The mother nodded worryingly. "I hope she stays safe and doesn't get hurt."
"She should be focusing on her career instead of spending her time in this worthless fantasy world."
"She is clearly enjoying herself, so I think it's fine." The mother said, but understood that her child's safety was still a valid concern.
"Well, I just hope she won't encounter this Ambrose person." The father said, "I think he is an extremely dangerous person, and I don't want him anywhere near our daughter."
"Ambrose?" The mother tilted her head in confusion but then remembered. "Ah, right. I think I heard that name. Was he the one fighting?"
"Yes." The father nodded.
"I just saw him punch a hole in one of the players in the fight. Also, he has a strange ability to increase his muscle mass, and somehow he is able to release steam out of his body at will.
"I know that you can release steam by exercising as the sweat evaporates, but every time he released steam, it looked like he grew more powerful."
"Is that so?" The mother asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is there a recording of the fight? I would like to see it."
"It has been posted on ForeverTube already." The father said. "It already has over five million views."
