Sacred Souls: Genesis-Chapter 223 - 220 Run Fast (3 more Asking for monthly
Chapter 223: Chapter 220 Run Fast! (3 more! Asking for monthly passes! Asking for recommendations!)
Chapter 223: Chapter 220 Run Fast! (3 more! Asking for monthly passes! Asking for recommendations!)
Zhao Mingwei was still standing on the interview platform at the arena, hardly listening to the host’s questions and responding quite perfunctorily.
Now, Zhao Mingwei’s gaze swept over the audience in the stands, and he could feel that the audience… didn’t seem to take his retirement announcement seriously, thinking it was just a little joke Zhao Mingwei made after his victory.
The host was deliberately avoiding the topic.
Zhao Mingwei and Supreme Overlords had a contract for three more years, and if Zhao Mingwei forcibly breached the contract to retire this year, he would face a hefty claim for damages.
This pile of penalty fees would leave him with nothing, but Zhao Mingwei wasn’t afraid of these, as long as he still had money to go to Internet cafes.
But the real problem was that Supreme Overlords wouldn’t possibly let Zhao Mingwei retire successfully.
Now, as the most popular player in the dispute, Zhao Mingwei was like a money tree for Supreme Overlords.
Smiley Guy’s glory really felt like shackles…
But Zhao Mingwei couldn’t think so much about it now.
“The interview will be paused here, and then the intercontinental competition’s…,” the host was about to end the interview with Zhao Mingwei and directly proceed to the ceremony for the intercontinental competition when the director informed the host through the headset that the ceremony needed to be postponed.
It was supposed to be a trivial matter, but Zhao Mingwei keenly noticed that there was almost no one at the entrance spots where the four major professional teams were supposed to appear.
If Zhao Mingwei remembered correctly, after the champion trophy was presented, it should have been the ceremony for the intercontinental competition, where the four major professional teams would strike poses on the stage and then leave.
But the schedule had changed… why?
Suddenly, Zhao Mingwei thought of a terrifying possibility. While the host was still asking about the next arrangements, Zhao Mingwei slipped away from the director’s camera.
He quickly walked toward the bottom of the stage.
“Smiley Guy… where are you going?” Lin Xi, who was still waving to the fans next to the trophy, saw Zhao Mingwei heading down the stage and immediately lowered his voice to call out.
He didn’t dare to grab Zhao Mingwei because nearly ten thousand spectators in the arena were watching… not to mention those watching the live broadcast on computers and mobile phones, probably exceeding five million!
If Zhao Mingwei made a scene on this stage, he would have to apologize to the whole nation!
“Get the phone.”
Zhao Mingwei responded softly to Lin Xi and walked down the stage alone under Lin Xi’s despairing gaze.
I… I… damn it!
Lin Xi really wanted to rush up and grab Zhao Mingwei by the collar to punch him, but it was useless to punch Zhao Mingwei, this internet addict with a missing brain link.
“Ah… ah… the… the interview is over, we should go down and change into the attire for the intercontinental competition?”
What Lin Xi could do now was to cover up Zhao Mingwei’s premature departure from the stage, and the only way was to follow Zhao Mingwei down.
“Is it over? But the coach is still over there giving an interview.”
A new team member asked, puzzled, which had caused an avalanche in the previous match because the team had undergone a major turnover, and now only Lin Xi and Zhao Mingwei from Supreme Overlords were the old members, all the others were new.
“Yes! When have I ever lied to you guys! Work’s over!” Lin Xi really went all out this time.
So, under Lin Xi’s lead, a group of newcomers holding the trophy walked down the stage, and the audience apparently really thought the championship celebration was over, even offering cheers.
Meanwhile, Lin Xi, holding the trophy somewhat awkwardly, waved to all the spectators and hurried to catch up with Zhao Mingwei.
“You used to love spouting witty remarks in interviews! How come you’ve become so withdrawn after winning another championship this year?” Lin Xi asked in a lowered voice.
The management probably was very dissatisfied with Zhao Mingwei’s interview content.
“In the past? Seven years ago?” Zhao Mingwei asked.
“…”
“Well, it’s fortunate that the directors themselves were a bit chaotic this time, just consider it a show effect. When we get back to the rest room later, don’t become withdrawn again,” Lin Xi muttered to Zhao Mingwei, carrying the trophy.
The walk from the players’ tunnel to the changing room wasn’t very long, and Zhao Mingwei pushed open the door of the changing room and walked in, where the management of Supreme Overlords was mostly waiting inside, and they started clapping to congratulate him as they saw Zhao Mingwei enter.
Zhao Mingwei nodded lightly and then came to a sofa to rummage through his backpack.
They were not allowed to bring cell phones into the arena, and after finding his phone in his backpack, Zhao Mingwei started checking the messages on it.
He quickly found the reason why the four major teams had missed this time’s intercontinental competition ceremony in the Holy Spirit Guild’s drama group chat.
“Old Song, you guys have taken too many machines! Spare us a few more for our use!”
“Our outpost has six lord-level monsters, what about yours?”
“Ten!”
“You have more people at your outpost then.”
“President Bubbles! Lend us your Ice Master! Our guild can’t put out the fire!”
“What? Where’s your outpost? Send the coordinates, I have Miss Cat helping out so we’re barely managing here.”
Lord-level monsters appeared in the outpost? Blood Resonance caused the NPCs to turn into lord-level monsters?
Zhao Mingwei quickly read through the historical messages in the trash-talking group, figuring out what had happened…
It wasn’t until a guild president posted a screenshot of a dragon roaring skyward, with the buildings underneath completely turned into a sea of fire, that Zhao Mingwei realized he could no longer wait.
“Mingwei! There’s a group interview after the match, where are you going?” a manager from the club asked.
“Going to the restroom,” Zhao Mingwei said.
“I saw the players from other clubs running down to the VR lounge to play Holy Spirit… You’re not planning to join them, are you?” someone suddenly asked in the lounge.
“Holy Spirit? Mingwei, haven’t I told you not to play other games during the competition? It’s just a game! Go to the group interview immediately,” the manager said, while someone next to Zhao Mingwei also grabbed him.
It wasn’t just a game… Zhao Mingwei’s mind was filled with worry about whether Yelena was safe, something he had pondered over the past ten days of competition.
Zhao Mingwei, however, simply brushed off the hand of the person next to him and walked straight out of the lounge.
“The captain really just went to the restroom! I’ll go with him!” Lin Xi, eager to reassure the manager, quickly followed Mingwei.
“Lin Xi, do you remember the first time we logged into Holy Spirit using a phone?” Zhao Mingwei asked.
“I remember, I remember… The Holy Spirit app is still on my phone, uninstalled, but after telling people, no one believes me. I’m afraid they’d think I’m crazy, so I stopped using it,” Lin Xi said.
Zhao Mingwei didn’t continue the conversation, but pulled Lin Xi into a storage room off the players’ corridor, where no one else was present.
“Damn! You really want to log on here? What about the group interview?” Lin Xi found a plastic box to sit on in the storage room, while Zhao Mingwei had already taken out his phone and opened the Holy Spirit app.
“As long as we resolve the fight within thirty minutes, we’ll be fine.”
Zhao Mingwei pressed the login button on the app in his hand, and sat on a plastic box as he lost consciousness.
“Damn, damn, damn! It’s just a game, do we need to be so desperate!”
Lin Xi cursed frantically, aware that if things went downhill, it wouldn’t just be Zhao Mingwei in trouble but him as well… his commercial value was much less than Zhao Mingwei’s.
Yet, he still pulled out his phone and logged into Holy Spirit, and when Lin Xi opened his eyes again, he found himself in a village engulfed in flames.
What kind of place is this?
Lin Xi suddenly remembered that before the competition began he had sneakily logged in once, teasing a child NPC in the Vibrant Nucleus outpost.
Now… this little child NPC… was lying in front of him, crying incessantly.
Lin Xi suddenly turned around… Behind him was a three-meter-tall draconic creature, its claws ablaze with fire swinging towards the NPC in front of him.
“Damn trash game!”
Lin Xi cursed again and immediately scooped up the young NPC, plunging to one side, but was still slashed by the claws of the draconic creature from behind.
Lin Xi was instantly killed… turning into a tombstone of a strongman, the young NPC he had held also fell to the other side.
This is a guild outpost, right? Someone help!
As Lin Xi thought this, someone really did show up… but it wasn’t anyone from Holy Spirit, it was Yelena.
“Is anyone still alive?”
Yelena yelled into the blaze, and the draconic lord monster noticed her presence.
Run, run! Seeing this scene, only this thought surfaced in Lin Xi’s mind, not for Yelena, but for the draconic lord.
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