'Should I keep it black?' Felix had his hand under his chin while looking at the holographic black hoodie.
Before, he didn't bother with it since he thought that it was only a temporary solution until Asna gives him her blessing. Sadly, he was brutally refused. So now, he could only work on the hoodie to make it look better.
He would rather keep acting mysterious than show a random face to those shallow fans. After all, he earned 150 million SC just from the 3% streaming revenue he got after winning the ga. As for eliminations? He only got a bonus of 5 million SC over each direct kill. Since he took out 6 players, he obtained 30 million SC.
This revenue was only for a bronze ga! Where tickets were as cheap as dirt and the live stream was free for all. In gold gas and above, ticket prices were expensive and the live stream was based on a paid monthly subscription to the SG website.
Imagine the massive amount he would be able to earn from the 3% revenue of winning a gold ga. Plus, having a huge fanbase supporting him and coming to watch all of his gas.
Felix wasn't rushing to reach gold rank for no reason. He knew that the difference between bronze rank and gold rank couldn't be asured in the slightest.
'Sigh, If only I was allowed to bet on myself, I would have earned a fortune already from abusing those newbies.' He shook his head at the sudden thought that just crossed his mind.
"Damn, I can't even give Olivia or grandfather my coins to bet on ." he rubbed his hair in vexation over missing such a free windfall. But he could only suck it up and focus on other thods to earn coins.
Ultimately, he couldn't just tell his grandfather and Olivia that he was Landlord and they must bet on him with hundreds of millions.
They were not foolish enough to not realize that Felix was hiding a deep secret. After all, how could soone who just reached lesser purity have 2 active abilities? Not to ntion earning that huge amount of coins in such a short amount of ti.
His bullshit excuse of winning them in bets or lotteries wouldn't work again. So, the best option was just to keep Landlord's identity hidden and forget about betting on himself.
"Tsk, f*cking bet abuser ruining everything for ."
He clicked his tongue in criticism at the player, who caused betting on oneself to be against the rules. The bastard found a loophole in the betting system and took advantage of it, causing the betting den to lose at least 8 billion SC at once!
Based on what Felix read in his TV doc.u.ntary, that bastard was always hovering in peak-tier gold rank. Sotis he reached it and most of the ti he dropped back to low-tier gold. Then start all over until he reached it again.
However, one day he lost 5 gas in a row while being at low-tier. Any player who lost that amount gets dropped down to a lower rank imdiately. In his case, he was put back in silver again.
Instead of being furious about it as the majority of the players, he saw an opportunity. An opportunity that might change his life forever.
His plan was simple. Loss as much as possible while staying alive until he gets dropped to low-tier silver, then heavily bet on himself to win the ga. Additionally, he made all of his close friends and family mbers bet on him.
As expected, he won the ga he was placed in, managing to clutch the championship by so difficulty. Yet, the news of his strategy and total amount he earned didn't take even a day before getting leaked by a close friend of his. The mont the news was out, every player rushed to imitate his strategy before it got patched.
Sadly, the Queen didn't give them even a day before patching it up by removing betting on oneself. In addition, to making all the players, who dropped in lower ranks to be put together in the sa gas. At that point, good luck betting on yourself against players with the sa or an above strength than yours.
The Queen's decisions and solutions were always efficient and straight to the point.
"Speaking of ranks." Felix swiped the holographic hoodie to the side and pressed on his Profile interface, planning to read the new changes to his stats.
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Rank: Mid-tier bronze rank (Play 3 more placent gas to get your final rank)
Gas Played: 001
Wins: 001
Loss: 000
Win streak: 001
Loss Streak: 000
Eliminations: 006//
As expected, for each placent he won, he gets placed two tiers higher, unlike getting only one tier higher after winning one normal ga.
This was the reason he must win those placent gas, as it would take him a lot of effort to climb the 4 tiers of each rank; low, mid, high, and peak to finally reach gold.
Not to ntion that Felix could also lose gas and drop down in tiers. He was not arrogant to think that he could win all of his gas just because of his unique bloodline.
After all, there were so types of gas that were extrely disadvantageous to his abilities or required a set of skills he didn't possess.
The Supremacy gas were not operating on who had the strongest fist. But who could adapt in every unique situation and erge as the champion!
Satisfied and content, Felix closed his profile interface and decided to go take a quick nap.
In his previous life, he always took one after each ga, whether he won or lost. It beca a habit hard to remove. But, it was a healthy habit, as after each ga a quick break was needed to switch gears.
Without further ado, he went straight to his bedroom, totally forgetting about changing the color of his hoodie. Honestly, based on Felix's character, he would end up eventually leaving it with its default black color.
At least, the black color goes well with his sweat pants and sneakers he planned on wearing during the gas.
....
Four hours later...
"Let's see, if I left a mark online or not."
With a coffee mug in one hand, Felix typed his na in the search engine and pressed >enterHow to enter Landlord of Inducents fan club? Responsible over Doc.u.ntation<
Felix gave a warm smile at the young image of his bio writer. He was still in his teens!
Well, he didn't know if that was his real face or not. But in the UVR, there was an unofficial rule that everyone followed.
One should always treat people based on the image they picked.
If it wasn't for so, Felix wouldn't have been treated as a youngster by the majority of shops he visited.
"Might as well cheer him up a little." He sent two blue thumbs-up using his Landlord profile. Then, he left the website and closed all the holographic screens.
However, just as he planned to log out, the queen inford him monotonously, "Sir, you have received 13 new emails to your Landlord ID."
"Do you want to read them?" She asked.
Surprised, Felix raised his eyebrows at those emails that were directed to his Landlord profile and not his UVR ID.
"Please do so." He requested and sat back on the couch.
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