Chapter 140: To Settle the Milk Box(es)


    Trantor: Abyssruler Editor: Lucas


    Something had happened, and the viewers were holding their breaths!


    At the same moment that ming Mountain Fifth Generation was spinning his knife, the Wargod No.1 revved up his knife. With a buzz, it turned into a windmill of steel as well.


    Being able to perform it at a moment like this was the skill of a master. No one else could replicate it even if the movements were the same. If it didn’t have the understanding of a master behind it, the final result would still be akin to a dog trying to imitate a tiger.


    His expression turned dead serious. The opponent had learned quickly. He wasn’t one step behind, he was actually reacting at the same pace. Was this a joke? Only a master could pull that off.


    The swirling me in the ming Mountain Fifth Generation’s hands suddenly retracted and became one-third of its usual length. The knife was immersed in the magma and there was a burst of energy from the mech. BOOM. The magma had received some kind of stimtion and started to boil up. The magma started to flow in to the knife, and it burned with intense heat.


    Upon seeing this, the fans from Mars became excited. This was their first time seeing this too. me Ronin was actually able to tap into the power of the magma. This was even stronger than an ultimate move! His power had indeed grown more terrible over time, this was definitely the mark of a strong family.


    At the same moment, the Wargod No.1 retracted the whirling steel knife in his arm and immersed it in the magma. In an instant, the extreme temperature of the magma ignited the surface of the knife. It sounded as loud as a waterfall.


    This was the me bending skill of the Five Elements!


    "It can’t be!"


    The people inside the channel all held their breaths upon seeing the Wargod No.1’s actions. They had no idea what was he trying to do.


    Were the both of them BUGs??


    No one was more stunned than me Ronin. His opponent could actually wield the mes too. This was not a feat that just anyone could perform. Was he also a descendent of a famous family?


    Impossible! Definitely impossible! This must be a CT illusion.


    BUZZ


    The ming Mountain Fifth Generation swung his knife behind him and the air exploded with a deafening bang.


    A jet of me resembling a surging fire dragon came zing out and rampaged its way towards the Wargod No.1 like an animal.


    This was an invincible technique, Dragon me Burst!


    It was the one and only!


    The fans that followed me Ronin from Mars couldn’t believe their eyes. This was totally worth every cent. This was different from the usual abilities of me Ronin, this was the real me dragon! This was the perfect ming knife!


    Long live the invincible me Ronin!


    On Mars, his family held paramount power.


    At the same time, the Wargod No.1 mimicked what me Ronin was doing, but with a titanium knife!


    Both thementators went silent. This was beyond their ability to exin. yers of this level would never appear in the realm of CT, but now here they both were.


    Faced with the zing dragon knife, Wang Zheng gave a rare solemn expression. He was currently trying to understand the properties of the mes and had to half his own movement pace.


    He quickly swept his titanium knife backwards, but the me dragon was nearly upon him.


    Whoooosh~


    Wang Zheng swung his knife outwards and in an instant the mes disappeared. At the same time, his titanium knife shattered into tiny shiny fragments in a blinding sh of light.


    me Ronin was paralyzed while watching the ze of light. He wanted to react, but it was already toote.


    BOOM


    The white light cut through the me dragon and sliced through the me mech without even stopping.


    Half of the mech was nted to the ground while the other half went flying in a shower of sparks.


    Skeleton WIN!


    The live broadcast was silent for a whole minute. Then an outburst of activities followed in the entire channel. Priority speaking was disabled, everyone was free to speak!


    That was insane! Totally crazy! What kind of trick was that!


    Was me Ronin really from a famous family?


    What technique did he use?


    The family considered the strongest on Mars, the man considered to be an invincible descendent in the Sr System Federation! How did this son of a famous family lose???


    And he had lost to a Wargod No. 1???


    Looking back, Skeleton’s attempt to replicate the me dragon failed, but that blinding sh of light...what was that?


    High frequency knife shes???


    The fans from Mars did not leave the venue but rather started a noisy argument. This was not possible! This defied all logic!


    Within the CT Asia Office, there was no cheering. Skeleton had won in an overwhelming manner. Knife of me? No! That was the knife of death!


    Solon’s outlook was calm and collected, but his trembling legs gave away his true feelings. This was a goddamn conspiracy!


    That bastard Ai Maidi, he thought that the status of the famous family was just for publicity. To think that it turned out to be true!


    The descendent of a famous family, fancy him thinking of that!


    But!


    Skeleton never could have imagined that he would defeat a son of a famous family. What a turn of events.


    As long as mistakes were not made, you would be fine. Ai Maidi would have to step aside this time!


    At the six-star hotel....


    The famous descendent exited the CT cabin. His eyes had a confused look, and all sorts of emotions were running through his mind.


    Was this guy hired by the family?


    Impossible! The was no need for such trouble!


    Not a descendent of a famous family?


    Lear Cronos? To be honest, he had doubts before the match started, but this guy never warranted any further suspicions, and Lear could never have used the power of a famous family.


    The two beauties leaned in and were about to speak, but his device started to ring. This iing unknown number overrode his turned off screen.


    "You’ve failed, juste home already."


    There was no image, just an old voice.


    "Old man, was it you who set this up?"


    Having knowledge of the workings of the famous family and being able to achieve this "null" state, after thinking so much, the only logical conclusion was that this was the old man’s doing.


    The opponent’sst move was not only a perfect replica but also a superior version. That blinding sh of light was the ultimate variation of his move. Given his current level of strength, he should not have been able to perform this feat, but the opponent had done the impossible.


    If someone were to tell him that his opponent had never practiced it a thousand times but rather picked it up after just one nce, he would never believe it.


    The opposite end went silent for a moment. "That was not one of my guys. There is something about this man. We’ll have to find out more on him." The connection was cut off after those words.


    He was taken aback. This opponent really did not have any association with a famous family?


    Then.....he suddenly became excited. It seemed like it was about time he started on something.


    "Sorry, beautifuldies. I’m sorry that I might have to cancel on the dinner date tonight," he said with a burst ofughter and subsequently left without a trace.


    He was a descendent of a famous family but chose to drift around outside and cause a lot ofmotion. To maintain the reputation of a famous family, he had to abide by the condition to return home upon losing. This was the agreement.


    It was his first time "going home" in these few years. His eyes were firm with determination.


    Wang Zheng went offline immediately. That second battle had given him what he needed, especially on new training insights. Skeleton wanted to practice to gain new insights but was not able to gain any. However, this opponent had given him new insights, although they were a little low level. Thus, Wang Zheng had to use a higher level lethal move.


    As for me Ronin, his status as a descendent of a famous family was put into the spotlight. Was he really someone from a famous family?


    No one could give a fixed answer on this; however, that ability he used did look simr to the legendary skill of a famous family.


    Then who was Skeleton?


    What sort of skill did he use?


    Famous families who had a thousand years of history usually hid their secrets. The more they hid them, the greater the curiosity of themon folk. This family was more open to the public, thus they were the most talked about.


    The system would usually have released an analysis of the battle by now. However, it failed to do so this time, proving that this was beyond their understanding.


    Solon was equally brutal. Ai Maidi had hidden something from him, so of course he was going to get back at him. He actually had a hunch that me Ronin was indeed from a famous family, a high-ranking one too.


    This was indeed too forceful. Ai Maidi would surely scram this time.


    But he never expected the news to travel so quickly. Hismunication device rang.


    "Solon, it’s McLaren. Ai Maidi has submitted his resignation, and I have already approved it. With effect immediately, you are to be the Sr System Area’s Executive Vice President. Of course, the video will be sent as soon as possible." McLaren’s voice was clearly full of pressure.


    "Yeah, I understand, Chairman." Solon was shocked. Such quick action and response! It seemed like me Ronin’s status was quite high after all. These sorts of people were untouchable by meremoners.


    There was little official coverage on what had happened, but this did not stop the audience and their spection. This event spread like wildfire on Earth, but there were no news about it on Mars. The family had a long political reach, but then even they had their limits.


    Some said that was a family’s hidden ability. Some said it was Ability X. Wouldn’t that mean that Skeleton was a user of Ability X?


    There were many opinions on it, but no one gave a concrete answer.


    Within the Corps channel, Yan Xiaosu was the happiest, but he was also the most careless. F*cking hell, he wanted to shout, "Skeleton was our brother! The best brother! He was the brother who went through thick and thin with us! Who else could do it but him!? F*cking hell!"


    The live coverage ended. Comrade Young Deer was a smart man, but at the same time he was obsessed with collecting messages. That performance from me Ronin raised a lot of questions. Although he usually liked to show off, he had no intention of doing so this time. He could not afford to offend a famous family. He packed up his notes, stood up, and left.


    At this moment, two workers stepped up from the sides. One of them mmed his hand on the table and pulled out an empty milk carton. "I just drank this. Mr Deer, you seemed to have forgotten something."


    This was nned by Solon. The field of view was also changed.


    Thus, the CT live coverage did not end but was rather changed to a close up of Old Deer.


    The face ofrade Old Trash-talking Deer looked like that of a Rubik’s Cube. It was a little white, tinged with a red shade. Then it became red tinged with ck, finally turning green along with a little shade of blue.


    This was a dangerous sign. He had stopped drinking milk a long time ago; he would be queasy simply by seeing a cow.


    "Commentator Deer, it is said that you are the most professional when ites to casting. In front of all these viewers, you wouldn’t be thinking of escaping, right?


    The worker gave an innocent look at Comrade Old Trash-talking Deer.


    The colleagues behind them were totally stunned.


    "Boss, the channel just broke seven million. It went up by two hundred thousand in just a short moment...."


    Even the staff members were speechless. The viewership had risen by so much! All this to watch Old Deer eat a milk box.


    Old Deer’s expression gradually became more livid. The number of viewers kept on rising. Those who usually helped Old Deer with his dressing and make up could not contain their amusement upon seeing the milk boxes delivered.


    There was a total of three hundred and eighty thousand milk boxes!


    Old Deer was usually very professional and dedicated, but facing this amount of milk boxes, his face paled. It cost a dor a box. Even if it each box cost 50 cents, it would cost the audience a total of two hundred thousand! Even he only made five thousand per show!


    F*cking hell! He had even signed a two-year contract!


    Tears flowed down from both eyes.....