Chapter 270 - 249: Rookie Competition (28)
Chapter 270: Chapter 249: Rookie Competition (28)
Yuan Zhao smiled and shook his head.
"Zhao Chi, there’s no such thing as ’not for sale’ in this world. It just means the price isn’t right. How about this? You name your price. Even if it’s absurdly high, I’ll seriously consider it."
Zhao Chi sighed. "Your Hero is very strong, too, and a good fit for your own Race. My two Heroes aren’t suitable for you."
Yuan Zhao waved his hand dismissively.
"You’ve kept their faces covered, but I can tell from their figures and posture that their Appearance is probably quite remarkable. Is that one of the reasons you’re unwilling to part with them?"
"Of course not."
"Haha, even if it is, that’s fine. We’re men, I get it. I’ve got thousands of female slaves of all Races: Succubi, Rabbit Girls, Cat Girls—you name it, I have it. If Appearance is your concern, I can definitely satisfy you. Take your pick."
’Rabbit Girls, Cat Girls, and Succubi? How could any of them compare to Tang Ruan and Qi Yue?’
Zhao Chi didn’t want to waste any more time on this.
He said decisively, "It’s really not possible. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving."
Yuan Zhao still wasn’t ready to give up.
But just as he was about to speak, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.
Before Yuan Zhao could say anything, the door was thrown open violently.
A young noble dressed in Golden Armor burst in.
Zhao Chi subconsciously prepared for a fight.
But the noble didn’t even glance at Zhao Chi, grabbing Yuan Zhao’s arm instead.
"Let’s go!"
"Huh?" Yuan Zhao was pulled off balance.
He was clearly startled as well.
"Wait, what’s wrong, Xie Ling?"
Zhao Chi watched them in surprise.
’It seems this noble named Xie Ling has a good relationship with Yuan Zhao. Yuan Zhao even called him directly by his name, and Xie Ling just grabbed Yuan Zhao by the arm. From these details, I can tell their relationship is anything but ordinary.’
Xie Ling tugged Yuan Zhao again. Not wanting to be dragged away in such a disheveled manner, Yuan Zhao seemed to shake him off and straightened his clothes.
Xie Ling said angrily, "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Get over here!"
Although Xie Ling’s tone was harsh, he leaned in and quickly whispered something in Yuan Zhao’s ear.
After hearing it, Yuan Zhao’s expression changed visibly.
"What? That’s impossible, right?"
"What the fuck are you wasting time for? Let’s go!"
Xie Ling started dragging Yuan Zhao away again.
This time, Yuan Zhao didn’t resist and quickly moved toward the door.
As he was leaving, he said, "Zhao Chi, you should also quickly..."
Before he could finish, Xie Ling yanked him hard. "Forget him! He’s one of Zhao Quan’s people!"
The next moment, they were both gone from the lounge.
Zhao Chi had no idea what had just happened.
He rushed out the door as well.
He passed through the corridor and returned to the back-door lobby of the virtual training grounds.
The place was bustling with people.
Everyone was chattering noisily, excitedly discussing the competition.
Some were talking about the female contestants’ looks, while others were predicting who would become the champion.
There were also quite a few staff members soliciting bets from people.
No one was panicking.
And there was no sign of Yuan Zhao and his friend.
However, quite a few people recognized Zhao Chi and came over to ask for his autograph or to talk.
Annoyed, Zhao Chi quickly moved away from the crowd.
He used his clothes to cover his head and walked to the main hall.
There was a rest area, a lounge area, and a dining area.
With a little over 1 hour until the finals, many people were gathered here.
This wasn’t exactly the Virtual Space anymore; prices for everything were quite high, but that didn’t stop people from spending.
Everyone was eating, drinking, and chatting. No one was in a state of panic.
Zhao Chi even spotted Gongsun Ning in the VIP area on the floor above.
She was sitting elegantly on a lounge chair, leisurely sipping fruit wine and talking softly with a few other nobles.
They weren’t panicking either.
’Could it be that something happened to Yuan Zhao’s family?’
’But at the end, he clearly wanted to tell me something.’
Zhao Chi tried to contact Yuan Zhao by voice chat but couldn’t get through.
’What is going on?’
’Could it be the resistance army?’
But his surroundings were peaceful and festive, with no sign of anything amiss.
Zhao Chi remembered the women who were wearing his Silk Stockings.
If the resistance army was causing trouble, they would surely be involved.
Zhao Chi immediately looked down.
Whenever he saw a woman, he would stare intensely at her legs.
Most were wearing pants; only a small number of women wore skirts.
But only a minority wore Silk Stockings; most had bare legs.
After scanning hundreds of pairs of legs, Zhao Chi finally found 1 woman wearing light Yellow Silk Stockings.
But the owner of the stockings had a normal expression, laughing and chatting with her companion.
He kept looking. After checking hundreds more pairs of legs, the second "resistance" woman Zhao Chi found also showed no signs of anything unusual.
He continued to check legs. Thick ones, thin ones, long ones, short ones, smooth ones, hairy ones—Zhao Chi looked at over a thousand pairs.
He found quite a few female resistance members wearing Yellow Silk Stockings, but they were all completely relaxed, showing no signs of tension whatsoever.
’Am I just overthinking things?’
Just then, quite a few people started heading toward the first battle arena.
The finals hadn’t started yet, so what were they going there for?
’Could this be related to why Yuan Zhao left?’
Zhao Chi followed the crowd and quickly entered the first battle arena.
As soon as he entered, he was hit by how noisy it was.
There were so many people.
It really felt like being at a concert or a sports game.
Every so often, a maid would be selling snacks, and staff members were constantly trying to get people to place bets on the finals.
There were a large number of these maids and staff members.
’They’re probably not real people, but generated virtual characters.’
’This Virtual Space sure is convenient.’
In the center of the arena, a large screen had also appeared.
The screen was playing a loop of combat replays. Looking closely, he saw they were all exciting highlights from his and Yuan Zhao’s battles.
This kind of replay was usually reserved for major tournaments; he hadn’t expected to see it in a Village Level rookie competition.
’Is it because there are so many spectators that Gongsun Ning is willing to spend a little extra?’
However, Zhao Chi noticed that a lot of the replay footage focused on Yuan Zhao.