Chapter 42 TONY

In addition to the palace-style home Olympia Arena of HEAVEN Club, there are also the mass altar-style home Soul Walker Arena of SUNRISE Club, all other European clubs have Colosseum-style structures, including the Galaxy Garden.

Yang Hai stood up in the nomination area and walked on the red carpet, feeling the soft velvet touch little by little through the leather boots and then to his mind.

A half-excited and half-dizzy feeling suddenly surged up.

The entire venue was watching him. Yang Hai had never been watched by so many people. Everyone had unconcealed smiles, blessings, envy, and jealousy... Yang Hai had not received any satisfaction from honor since childhood, nor had he received any honor.

A feeling of floating arises from the bottom of his heart, and Yang Hai swallows.

“POSEIDON, good.”

Around her, VIVA gave Yang Hai a thumbs up.

This shot made the reporters excited. Although it was rumored that VIVA and Yang Hai were friends, there was no factual evidence to prove it, and few people really believed it. Because everyone "knows" what kind of person VIVA is. In their opinion, VIVA is morally corrupt and difficult to get along with. Such people cannot have friends, even friends with similar tastes.

But what does this lens mean?

Seeing VIVA's faint smile, the slight dizziness suddenly disappeared from Yang Hai's mind.

He suddenly remembered that he didn't care about this year's Best Creative Award.

But where did the irrepressible excitement just now come from? Is this honor? Is this... the feeling of being recognized by people all over the world?

But what about VIVA? On the other hand, people all over the world hate him, and he must be in pain every moment...

Yang Hai reached out his hand, slammed VIVA's palm, and then walked calmly to the center of Galaxy Garden. There, George Rud was looking at him curiously.

"Congratulations, young man." George sent his blessing. As the gold medal commentator of the older generation, he was happy about the emergence of an excellent newcomer like POSEIDON in the game industry. The only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was that POSEIDON seemed to be very close to VIVA. He felt that based on this point alone, POSEIDON was not clean enough.

But people have been young and have made mistakes. Many young people who claim to be rebellious regard VIVA as their idol, and they think that perhaps POSEIDON is just one of them.

Yang Hai nodded to George.

He was still naturally close to his master's "monetary commentator". He took the microphone from George and looked at the audience who was waiting for him to speak silently. Yang Hai gave VIVA a smile and said softly: "The Best Creativity Award of the Year is not the honor I hope to receive most among all the nominations."

Yang Hai's first words made the entire venue whisper, because unless it was a special situation, the winners would have to give a simple thanks in such occasions. There are too few people like POSEIDON who say that they are not excited about winning the award.

Because of this sentence, some people think Yang Hai is too arrogant, while others think that this person has personality, and I like it.

"Although that's the case, I don't know if there is a chance to come up again tonight. After all, all those who can get nominated are not ordinary people, and there is no possibility of winning easily before the game ends." Yang Hai continued: "So, I think some words should be said in advance."

The chaotic venue just now became quiet again.

The captain and the others looked at each other, and TERRY frowned: "What is the military advisor doing? He should be low-key at this time, right?"

"But if he also thanked everyone he knew like the King of Hell to express his gratitude, wouldn't you feel very disappointed?" the king asked back.

TERRY smiled: "That's right, although I don't think it's good... but this is the military advisor."

Lin Bo looked at Yang Hai on the central platform of the arena with great relief.

Time flies so fast. He closed his eyes and could recall the day when King Nuo asked him to be an agent at any time. It seemed that everything happened yesterday. But when he opened his eyes, he found that King Nuo's disciples were already standing on the live ceremony stage of the Nebula Awards, talking about one of the world's highest honors.

The outside world has various comments on this mysterious newcomer, but Lin Bo most agrees with what TIGER said, POSEIDON is the hope for the future of this game industry.

Good boy, I am old and the king of heaven is old, but the game will not lose life because of the old age of a certain person. There will definitely be more new people standing up and let the world shine. I hope that the person who is in the front will be you.

Looking at countless pairs of eyes, Yang Hai said: "What I want to say is that over the years, my good friend VIVA, as one of the most powerful players in the world, has been able to get many nominations every year. But the final result is not fair to him. In other words, the organizing committee has been fair, but he has been treated unfairly from all over the world."

The discussion sounded like an explosion in the venue. No one expected that this was what POSEIDON wanted to say.

VIVA looked at Yang Hai wearing sunglasses on the central platform with shock. He didn't know whether he should feel sad or relieved. His good friend offended almost everyone in the world for his words in such a place. Of course, this moved him very much, but Yang Hai said so, his reputation in the future would be ruined.

In the front stands, several important figures from the Croto Party were also talking about it.

"POSEIDON is crazy!" Visconti grew up and said, "Did he not consider the consequences when doing things? And why did he speak for someone like VIVA?"

"Winnie, I didn't expect that in my lifetime I could hear you say that others did not consider the consequences." TONY laughed directly: "If you say POSEIDON is crazy, then POSEIDON is really crazy."

Bai Xiao surprisingly did not mock Yang Hai for this matter. He turned to look at Pushlin and asked, "Now, do you understand what a professional player is? Are you still as confident in subduing VIVA?"

"But..." Pushlin said blankly: "But...this...but...this doesn't mean anything. VIVA has no other way to choose from, and with his personality-"

"What kind of personality is he?" TONY, who never said a word to Pushlin, defined without warning.

Pushlin turned his head and saw TONY's numb eyes that absorbed light like black holes.

At that moment, Pushlin even felt flattered, which was the first thing TONY said to him. TONY has always been known for silence in the Clotholic Party. Except for talking a lot with his good friend Visconti, he basically ignored others. He worked with TONY for seven years, and TONY had never said a word to him before. Pushlin thought about it now and felt incredible.

He replied carefully: "Uh, VIVA is a man, greedy, selfish..."

"You are still too young." TONY interrupted Pushlin's words and closed his eyes to rest.

Pushlin was simply dumbfounded. I am too young? TONY, you are only in your twenties this year. I was born nearly twenty years ago. I am too young?

Bai Xiao laughed: "Pushlin, TONY pays attention to you to talk to you, and only then will he say this when he is disappointed in you. Disappointment in you is also a manifestation of attention. TONY is right, you should communicate more with TONY in the future, you are still too young."

Pushlin was speechless.

"Uncle Pushlin, Winnie." Bai Zhu sighed: "You... VIVA can play such a game, how could he be a morally corrupt person?"

Pushlin was still confused, but Visconti seemed to have figured out something, scratched his head, and murmured: "So that's the case... But why didn't you tell me before?"

At that moment, Pushlin couldn't believe it. In his opinion, Visconti, who seemed almost mentally retarded, understood what he had come. But he still didn't understand. But he remembered what TONY said just now: "You are still too young."

Am I so young?

Pushlin was embarrassed to continue asking questions, and could only hold such doubts in his heart.

TONY said lightly: "VIVA has nothing to do with us, why do he do?"

"Then why did you say it again? Is he related to us?" Visconti looked so stupid as he scratched his head.

"Did I say he?" TONY asked back.

Visconti was speechless for a moment, yes, it seemed like Atractylodes said something just now. If it were someone else, it would probably be quiet at this time, but Visconti didn't.

He asked Atractylodes: "Then why do you talk about VIVA, a good girl?"

Bai Zhu did not answer Visconti's idiot-like question, but looked at Yang Hai on the central platform with a solemn expression.

Visconti made a fuss, curled his lips and stopped talking.

Yang Hai did not seem to hear the tsunami-like arguments and accusations, and continued: "Everyone is talking about VIVA, but who has ever thought: How could VIVA be a bad guy if he can play such a game?"

Hearing this sentence, the audience returned to silence.

VIVA closed her eyes and pursed her lips tightly.

TONY opened his eyes narrowed, looked at Atractylodes, showing a slight praise. In TONY's opinion, although people always say that ICELORD's talent is unparalleled in the world, TONY never agrees with this view. He felt that pulling Atractylodes out to compare with ICELORD's talent, ICELORD may not be able to compare with real monsters like Atractylodes. ICELORD has been from a famous family and has received systematic training since childhood and has reached its current level.

What about Atractylodes? Atractylodes are also born in a famous family, but Atractylodes has never officially learned games. Bai Xiao once asked Atractylodes if he wanted to learn it, and Atractylodes refused. TONY understood what Bai Shu thought about - Atractylodes always felt that he was a girl, and girls should not consider fighting and killing like men. They put on makeup every day, go shopping, tease men, and then play a few games to entertain. Such a life should be the life that a woman lives...

But even so, Bai Shu still has a terrifying strength unknown to the world. This is a girl who can challenge Visconti in tough battles and can fight TONY in planning games. Although she loses more than she wins, her opponent is the God of War and the Saint!

TONY felt in his heart that if anyone could be said to be born with the knowledge of games, then this person is not Atractylodes. It’s just a pity that Atractylodes is not here, and TONY has no choice.

But since yesterday, everything has been different. Today's Atractylodes even only put on light makeup. According to Visconti, Atractylodes only spent three hours dressing up today, which is simply unimaginable in normal times.

Atractylodes, are you stimulated by POSEIDON?

This is also good, otherwise your talent will be wasted and God will be a pity.

Atractylodes, POSEIDON, TITAN...You younger generations-

The sudden pain interrupted TONY's thoughts.

A few bloodshots suddenly surged from the whites of TONY's eyes, and his eyes bulged out like a front, and a feeling of a building collapsed during an earthquake came from his lungs. The nausea and the pain of acupuncture spread into his chest at the same time, and the desire to cough was flooded with him as if it was a decision by a flood.

But TONY still didn't cough up, and even his expression did not change at all. The only sign was that he closed his eyes and was not noticed.

This level of pain is too trivial...

TONY sighed in his heart.

However, since King Nuo retired, many things have become different. TONY closed his eyes and heard the audience's dissatisfaction with Yang Hai's speech.

In any case, Atractylodes, POSEIDON, TITAN... You juniors should be stronger quickly.

Because...because...

TONY touched his chest, and he could even feel the scattered fluid remaining in the lungs and trachea and constantly growing.

Because I don't have much time left.

Maybe tomorrow I will die in the hospital bed, return to the embrace of fate, turn into a piece of loess, continue to wander in this world, watching you.

There is nothing in this world worth trading at the cost of defiling the game.

The world of games will not lose its glory because of my death, and the burden will eventually fall on your shoulders.

so……

"Pacillin." TONY said lightly: "From today, every Wednesday you take out your time and I'll teach you the class."

Pacillin looked confused. He didn't understand what it meant. Class? But... But I am the godfather, you are my subordinate. What do you mean to teach me? What are you going to teach me?

Before Procilin could react, Bai Xiao glared at him and whispered: "Don't agree! Lucky guy."

"Oh... OK... OK." Pacillin said a little reluctantly.

He looked at TONY, but TONY had continued to close his eyes and rest, and seemed to have no consideration that the new godfather would refuse.
To be continued...