Supremacy Games

The moment Felix logged in, he directly took a hover cab towards the Gambling Den.

20 minutes later...

He exited the den with a grin after successfully emptying his entire bank account that had 64 million SC. He left only ten thousand as an emergency.

Felix obtained 45 million SC from selling the filtered Anomamba bloodline after successfully integrating the last 4% of the Jörmungandr bloodline he found inside the bottle. This happened 5 days prior after his cooldown period went off.

He wasn't lazing around during the past month, as he went from a store to another seeking to sell his bottle to the shop owners.

He had to throw his net a bit wide since each shop owner offered a different price. However, all of their offers were a huge ripoff, as some bastards even asked Felix to sell it at 45% cheaper!

For those greedy f*ckers, Felix only spat on their faces and escaped.

What else could he have done?

His reputation wasn't good enough to support his claim that his bottle had 75%+ essence. Heck, he wasn't even able to sell it directly to the buyers due to it.

After all, how could they trust in his words?

They fell for the same trick so many times, it wasn't even funny anymore.

Thus, Felix sadly had to settle with selling his bottle at 30% cheaper after spending days searching around for a shop owner in a good mood to offer him that price.

None of this would have happened if he was able to return the bottle to Looby and ask for a refund. Too bad, doing so in this industry was extremely unprofessional and abhorred upon. Felix didn't want to irk Looby this early.

He still needed to take advantage of him.

The only good news about all of this was the fact that Brother Fatty agreed to deliver the filtered bottle to the buyer, after he met up with Felix during his potions delivery. After all, Felix had to buy them again for the 2nd integration.

Since Felix was making an off-record delivery without contacting proper channels for so, he had to bribe fatty with 20,000 SC to make it happen.

However, Felix wasn't complaining much about the bribe, as it was much better than paying the original basic 150,000 SC just to deliver one bottle.

The Wormhole Company's minimum payment was always 150,000 SC. It didn't matter if Felix wanted to deliver a chewing gum or nail.

.....

4 days later 19:00 PM.

Felix sat with his usual cheering outfit on, within millions of fans in a Coliseum sports stadium that had 10 layers of seating, each contained a couple millions of fans.

Weirdly, at least 60% of those fans were females from all shapes and types, wearing a pink T-shirt that had a gorgeous male face, smiling warmly with glittering grey eyes designed on it.

One look at that face and any shallow female would fall over heels for him.

Shortly after, every one of those females cheered out loud with flushed cheeks until their throats went dry, deafening all the poor males in the audience, who came to spectate the game to cheer for their bets or loved ones.

that was on their T-shirt teleport on the

they still grumbled with frowned eyebrows at those superficial females, who were

bet was not on this manwh*re, but on a completely random

would have a twist that was going to

his laughter, Felix's lips kept quivering at the sight

game is for it to be completely

wicked laugh with his chin raised and arms spread apart like a madman. However, not a single female near him paid attention to him or his words. The only thing that was in their eyes, was the gorgeous face of

...

passed by, as the MC used the full duration to shower the grey-eyed idol with all kinds of questions. Some were about this game,

mic hoarding, except for the players who were seething with suppressed

player had a hidden evil glint in their eyes, as they kept

them liked what they were seeing. Still, they only stood silently between two white lines that

bigger

of the popular

50 players were required to run 10 laps around the track, which meant a whopping 50 km

game. The

they wanted to win

competitors using their own bloodline abilities,

was to run properly the 10 laps after hearing the countdown

massacre that was about to happen at the starting

the audience

sight of a short player, lining up at

long green tail by rolling it onward, then stretching it straight again continuously, Felix

bet all of his

after switching his vision from his bet to the manwh*re who was sandwiched in the middle of

of this, or simply didn't bother to do so. He just kept his warm smile on

within the Alexander Kingdom. Who would

off immensely. This wasn't the first time he hogged the mic like this, but just one

reverse countdown reached zero, every player ganged up on him and started beating the shit out of him,

position was not to be taken

to vent their anger, they left him lying on the track with a disfigured face and ripped off

fainted from shock or cursed out loud at the assailants vicious beating. But, the majority of them broke off their spell and gave

their asses off after seeing the manwh*re lying on

whose tears never stopped

Iconic meme over a hundred times in his past life. He never got bored of it,

joy when seeing someone fall off, or fail a stunt. Don't even mention seeing an arrogant idol

was the lesson that everyone learned

hoard the mic for too long. Otherwise, your fate would

switched his vision from the idol that was being carried on a stretcher to the player he bet

expected he really can camouflage himself perfectly

immediately switched his normal vision to heat vision by using the enhancement he

Look and behold.

and bolted away first. He was almost close to finishing half a lap

completely hidden from both the contestants