A string of numbers jumped at high speed, and finally frozen at the value of "12,000". At the same time, the holographic projection constructed eight large planes facing each other, with a still frame picture of Turing's appearance at the moment. A huge "1st" icon stood above his head, and turned into a bright red under the effect of expansion, which was extremely colorful.

This is the first place and the title is the champion. At the moment when the image is frozen, warm applause and howling float from the audience to Turing, and the surging voices are boiling.

12,000 points of competitive points, this is the reward for completing the rations, but the picture has not yet ended.

After a brief freeze, the eight-sided screens changed again, which was the appearance of Yide. A huge red knife mark effect cut through, the image turned gray, and then a series of numbers that jumped from zero to the "1000" freeze.

The howling cheers came again, as the images of the three predators appeared one after another, were crossed out and scored, and the sound of the spectators rose one after another. In the end, the high economic points as high as "42,000" expanded in front of everyone's eyes and turned into a golden three-dimensional image, which completely detonated the whole audience and pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

It was a trophy, with reliefs depicting wild animals hunting each other like classical murals. It was magnificent and full of ancient flavor, constructed by holographic projections and slowly rotated.

"An unprecedented victory!!! A milestone that has never appeared! Now, it belongs to tonight's winner - Blaze of Deception!!"

Suddenly, the host of the ring projected under Turing's head appeared, spreading his arms and screaming, and the corresponding response from all directions was pushed to the extreme. A large number of dense flashes flashed from all around, photographing this historic moment.

Looking at the trophy, Turing realized that this was the resume of a super-limited beast, and another "currency" in the subsequent competition level.

So what kind of things can this trophy be exchanged for? Turing thought of the technology he had been jealous of for a long time.

To be honest, although the scene in front of him is magnificent and exciting, and standing in the spotlight with great attention, he did experience the feeling of a star.

But this death match was not so smooth and comfortable for him. He just wanted to leave and have a good rest after the reward, but the feeling of having a grand event for him was yawning.

"So...Mr. Blaze, can I take a photo?"

Eight eyes looked at the host excitedly, Turing spoke:

"Can I leave?"

"Look at you so anxious... You are the protagonist of tonight, of course... it will end soon. So?" The host's voice suddenly became weaker, and it was sent by a small drone flying in mid-air to be responsible for projection.

"Whatever you want."

...

The heavy hatch opened, and Hope, covered in scars, walked out of the backstage of the beast fighting. There was another beast fighting behind him. This one looked even more miserable, with a broken arm. The two had no desire to talk and quickly separated. Hope's agent Remington seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, smiling at him:

"Congratulations, Mr. Hope, you survived successfully. Have you heard the cheers and applause from the audience? That's all for you."

“Dedicated to us?”

There was obvious surprise on his face without facial features. Hope shook his head gently, his eyes passing through the wide and long passage, focusing on the stands covered with light:

"That is dedicated to Blaze...that is Blaze's glory..."

He walked past his agent, stepped up and walked out of the passage, looking at the huge figure shrouded in the spotlight, the host looked at the group photo with a smile at the mini camera, and his body was slightly lowered.

Compared with the dazzling Blaze at this moment, he felt that he was still the unwilling trash, staying quietly in the corner.

They are also survival-level beasts, but Blaze can burst out with terrifying combat power in desperate situations, defeating the predators in a row, and he can only jump up and down while chasing, eager to survive...

"Are you jealous?"

Remington's voice appeared beside him, Hope looked at his agent and shook his head gently: "That's right... such glory is so dazzling, but..."

"One day, I will surpass him... If I don't have that luck and no body with a high mutation ratio, I will make up for it with my efforts... I am already a plunder-level beast. Compared to the beginning, I have taken a big step. I believe everyone in the Anding District will cheer for me..."

Hope's spirit seems to have improved a lot.

"I'm glad to see you in this state, Mr. Hope. To be honest, I was surprised that you, who had lived in the Settlements since childhood, had such awareness." Remington said, playing with his holographic communicator.

"And... I should thank Mr. Blaze. If it weren't for him, I would have died just now..."

Remington's shaking palm suddenly stopped, "Remember, Hope. You are the chosen one, you are the son of destiny, you are the chosen existence, all the difficulties you encounter, the mountains, and all those who need to look up to you are just stepping stones for your future, you are the beasts that truly want to enjoy glory and the seeds of the evil beasts of the king's court."

"Blaze is indeed amazing, but don't forget your wish."

"I...I know." Hope pinched his white claws, and the bone plate on his face twisted.

"Since that's the case, then go back." Remington's tone relaxed again, and he gently pressed the holographic communicator in his hand.

"Huh? I remember your deal with Mr. Remington..."

"No rush, I think Mr. Blaze doesn't want to see me now... and it also needs some private space between it and its partners." Remington narrowed his eyes, but Hope on the side suddenly became silent.

After a while:

"Mr. Remington, I think...I mean, you are my partner, right?"

Hearing this, Remington chuckled softly:

"If it's there, I exist to serve you. Partners, I'm so proud of me. You are the future evil beast of the royal court."

As several white suits approached the two, Remington waved his hand and ended the conversation.

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[Rebellious food chain: the existence of breaking established rules should be called "rebellion". Rebellion against natural rules, rebellion against inherent patterns, presenting a wonderful battle. This milestone is awarded to rebels who have accomplished impossible things.]

A clear light curtain appeared before Turing, which was the milestone it had achieved.

When touching the beast fighting archive, a quaint holographic projection trophy will appear.

In addition to this milestone, Turing's competition level status has changed to "Plunder" at this moment, and there are also more than 40,000 competitive points. The purchase option that was locked due to competition level has also been unlocked.

"Six hundred thousand! 11:30,07 seconds in the morning! Record this historic moment! The number of our support team has reached 600,000! There are even more than 100,000 registered members here! My God!!!"

The door of the physiological preparation room opened, and Iliath rushed in with a screaming figure waving the latest data to show it to Turing.

"Too strong! Blaze! Too strong! I can't wait to find a copywriter to write a turnaround for you! You know that I was nervous on stage that day..."

"Can you ring the doorbell first?"

After being stared at the monster's left head, Iliad shrugged embarrassedly: "Sorry... I'm a little too excited... Speaking of which, I want to see your trophy again..."

Three days have passed since the end of the ration battle. Thanks to entering the new competition level, Turing and Iliad have a new residence. Compared with the previous place, it has a larger area and more rooms. At the same time, there is a special package for the Tumi Chamber of Commerce to pay for the fees, responsible for serving Turing and Iliad. Under his strong request, Iliad did not recruit new team members to enter, but changed to fixed remote technical support, including the physiological adjuster Turing urgently needed-

He needs some professionals from this world to provide reliable data and knowledge.

Next to a wall of this physiological treasury room, which has doubled the area, is a glass display cabinet. It is located in two rows of milestones and honors and victory medals that Turing has won over the past period of time. At the top is the largest trophy of the "rebellious food chain". It is one meter long. For normal humans, this thing should be called a "prize". Iliad cannot put it down and occasionally step on the automatic folding ladder to touch it and take a look.

"Speaking of this... I just signed the video authorization agreement yesterday, and the number of views of that video has exceeded 10 million... Oh, do you know what kind of treatment this is? Only the top hunter can get!"

"That's our next goal."

Turing said as Iliad climbed up again to take pictures of the trophy.

After reaching the plundering level, the promotion rules have changed. The promotion match does not require enough competitive points to start, but is a pure challenge system. Only by challenging opponents with higher rankings than you and reaching a fixed ranking range can you be eligible to start the promotion match. This is a promotion mechanism, which has nothing to do with rankings such as winning games and points lists. As long as the challenge is successful, it can replace the opponent's noun.

Of course, this can be carried out across a large ranking, as long as you are not afraid of death.

But for Turing, he has a fifteen-day "Beast Fighting Holiday".

"That's right. But... well, you seem to be more anxious than I thought. We have a full half month rest time, and it's not that urgent for the time being. We can find a list and design a 'rank climbing plan' and other things. In addition, although I've been busy these two days, there is a very important thing now, and an endorsement advertisement has come to us."

Ilia deliberately let the folding ladder put himself down and patted his hands gently.

"Just handle it yourself." Turing was not interested in this kind of thing.

"But that's an advertisement, you need to come forward. I haven't agreed yet. What do you think? The other party has opened a lot of money..."

"The accounts with Remington have not been settled yet. I don't have time to pay attention to these things now. What about the investor who was unwilling to help before? Have you kicked them away?"

"This is not... They have increased the chips of cooperation by six times and decided to bet heavily on you. The attitude of admitting mistakes is still good. Recently, they want to make your head a peripheral headband. I am going to make it a fan gift, the kind of Q version... What do you think?"

Headband?

Turing glanced at the giant glass on the side of the room and looked at the two hideous heads on it.

It is hard for Turing to imagine that the stands were full of scenes staring at the things that were shouting for cheering up.

"Whatever you want, aren't these things left to you?"

He handed over the decision to Iliad.

"Okay... there's one more thing..."

"Have you found Trent?" Turing interrupted Iliad's gushing.

Trent is the old fighting beast Turing is preparing to look for.

"This..." Iliad smiled embarrassedly, "I am currently dealing with the matter over there, and I am a little negligent about the ones in the arena. I will adjust my schedule today..."

Iliad said, picking up the holographic communicator.

At this moment, the thing rang, and the agent's face was stunned.

"Remington's phone?" Turing narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Iliad showed a call prompt.

"Click it to me."
Chapter completed!