The TV show was not sothing unique to him. This was going on for a lot of other players regardless of whether they went to the foreign battlefield or not
It is sothing pretty common to any player that is popular. Any interesting character will gather so attention before their gas.
While this phenonon is common, the effects of this buzz on him were pretty significant.
The most important one is the increase in fan count. As more people found out about him and watched his gas, he gained more fans and beca more powerful thanks to the increase in temporary destiny.
All of his previous gas can be watched in the Tower of Destiny. So anyone interested in him can always see what he is capable of. This way he gained more fans and haters before his next ga.
The second major effect was the increase in the number of ssages he was receiving from people.
His competitors wanted to get in touch with him for alliances. His fans wanted to praise him, while his enemies wanted to admonish him.
Corpos also wanted to sponsor him. They want to provide him with publicity and resources in exchange for support from him.
This support could be as simple as advertising their product. It could also be as big as helping them to eliminate their enemies within the ga or outside of it.
All of these caused his inbox to fill up. Since he wasn't doing anything in the core of the world, he decided to busy himself with reading these ssages.
He mostly skimd through the ssages. He didn't dwell too much on most of them.
The only ones he stopped to consider were the ssages from Corpos with offers of sponsorships.
He only considered them briefly. It is because they didn't offer him anything he couldn't get on his own.
Besides, he was willing to leave the core of the world to et with anyone. It is not only because Icon is hunting him, but also because doing so can lead to trouble such as an ambush from the Corpos.
He sneered as he considered the offers and said, "Who is to say that I am not the enemy they want to eliminate?"
He can already see the scene where he is surrounded and attacked. Even if they don't attack him to kill him, they might do it to capture him or force him to reveal his identity.
He had half a mind to send one of his shadow clones to pretend to be him so that he could have so fun with them. But he didn't want to tempt fate by linking his shadows to himself.
His shadows have offended a lot of people. One of the recent people he has offended is a demigod.
Augustus already has a lot of enemies. It won't do to add Kelvin's enemies and the enemies of his shadows to the mix.
So he decided to be content with whiling away his ti within the ntal space of the Tower of Destiny, checking ssages and watching the gas of his competitors in order to gather information about them.
One other thing that drew his attention and even made him focus was a ssage from a fan detailing the ability of the competitors of his next ga.
The fan sent a long text ssage that contained a lot of details and analysis of his competitors. He didn't skim through the ssage this ti.
They also sent an audiovisual version of that sa ssage. The person who sent the ssage didn't show themselves in the ssage. The ssage just contained clips from the various gas of his competitors showing so of the things the fan was talking about in their text ssage.
The text was long, and it took him 3 hours to finish reading it. The video was many tis longer. It was more than 24 hours long, yet he didn't miss any part of it.
He was so impressed with the ssage that he began to consider a certain possibility.
He asked himself, "Could there be soone out there who actually wants to succeed? Or is this a sche to mislead ?"
He found both possibilities likely and interesting. After all, he has fans and haters. There was no way to know for sure who was who.
He found both possibilities interesting because it ant that either soone hated or liked him enough to spend so much ti and effort to create the ssage.
It had taken him more than a day to finish the video ssage, so it must have taken whoever sent the ssage longer to create it. This shows that they were sincere in their hatred or support of him.
He didn't take the possibilities to heart much. The ssage was interesting and potentially helpful, but he also made sure to do his own research.
It didn't matter if the person who sent the ssage wanted to help him or mislead him because he could only trust himself.
Even if they were being helpful, which is highly likely, there is nothing wrong with doing his own research. It will only enhance his knowledge of his competitors and make the preparation for his advancent ga better.
So he buried himself in research. Eventually three weeks went by, and it was ti for his advancent ga.
When it was ti for his ga, he entered the ntal space of the Tower of Destiny ahead of ti.
There was already a white swirling tunnel there waiting for him. Rather than be forced into the tunnel, he chose to rush headfirst into it.
The world twisted and blurred around him. He even lost his vision.
His stomach twisted and lurched for a little bit because of the teleportation. But the discomfort didn't last long because his body was strong, and he had a powerful recovery.
When he looked around, he saw that he had appeared on a large platform. He wasn't the only one on the platform.
There were other people on the platform too. They were bound in place like him.
They couldn't speak yet. Even their movents were restricted. All they could do was move on the sa spot. They couldn't leave or move their arms.
He recognized all of the people on the platform to be his competitors. So he was able to determine that he had been teleported to the location of his ga.
The platform they are standing on isn't transparent this ti, so he can't see what's below it. But the platform is still at the center of a stadium with the audience around them shouting in encouragent.
Above them was a smaller glass platform. It was surrounded by large screens, which were currently displaying the cheering audience.
There was an assortnt of furniture on the glass platform. Most of them were chairs and tables, but there was also a bed on the platform.
There was a fridge, a stove, and cupboards on the platform too. It made the platform look like the dining area close to a kitchen.
There was soone who looked like a human on the platform. She was the only one on the platform.
She looked human, but she had silver tallic skin. Even her hair was silver. Only her eyes looked to be made of flesh, not tal.
She appeared to be cooking sothing on the stove. She ignored them and the audience while the competitors continued to arrive.
There was a black crow standing on her shoulder. It watched her cook all the while cawing loudly.
When the last competitor arrived, she finally put aside the egg that she was cooking. She put it into a plate and sat down at the table to eat.
As she was eating, a voice ca from the crow on her shoulder. It said to everyone in a voice that was amplified so that everyone could hear it, "Greetings, people of Earth-11. I am Ada from Earth-10. I shall be your moderator for today."
It flapped its wings and soared into the air. Then it swooped down from the glass platform and began circling the air above the competitors.
It looked them over and said, "Today we have 76 challengers. There were supposed to be 100. I wonder where the other 24 went."
No one knew where the other 24 went either. But everyone knew that whoever wasn't present for their ga was already dead.
That was the most likely, if not the only, reason why a player wouldn't show up for their ga. If they were dead, then it ant that they had died in the period of one month since they were assigned to this ga.
The crow said, "So the competition had already started before the ga started. From the looks of things, it seems it wasn't brutal. I hope you guys will do better today."
"Don't do it for . Do it for your fans and ga points. Do your best and show all of us a good ti. If you do well enough to impress , I will reward you with the title of MVP."
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A/N Who do you think the moderator is? Is it the lady or the crow?
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