After he returned to China, both his fame and his net worth increased exponentially … Originally, his net worth was around three million, which was a decent amount for a newcomer in the Alliance of Strife.
However, after returning to China, Sweeping Away Clouds received poaching offers from other clubs. The Night Scamper Club did not hesitate to raise his annual salary to the terrifying height of twelve million.
"Young man, it's just a World Championship. Don't get too full of yourself."
Black Pot Boiled Meat and Mother Barking Dog stood behind Swirling Remnant Cloud and looked at the pile of club invitations on his desk.
"Full … I don't have any intentions of leaving Jumping Nucleus. I just don't know what to do with these things. I don't know if I can throw them away." Spinning Cloud had only been in the Alliance of Strife for a year, yet he had already won the World Championship.
This was something that no newcomer had ever done in history. As a newcomer, Spinning Cloud naturally didn't know how to deal with the pile of club offers.
"Just throw them in the bin. Should I burn them?"
A senior player who lived in the same dormitory as Spinning Cloud poked his head out and said … There were a total of twelve players in Jumping Nucleus, and Spinning Cloud was the youngest of the twelve.
"It's not good to burn them, they'll pollute the environment. Just throw them in the bin."
Black Pot Boiled Meat was a man of action. As he spoke, he threw the pile of offers on Spinning Cloud's desk into a large bin outside the door.
"There's still a little question. As someone who's experienced it, I want to ask you something."
After Black Pot Boiled Meat threw away the offers, he sat his butt down next to Spinning Cloud's sofa and asked … a question that caught the attention of the surrounding teammates.
"Quick … Did a female host look for you, or … a female streamer?"
"Blergh, what kind of question is that, Black Pot?" Mama Barking Dog, who was listening, immediately felt that something was wrong.
"I'm concerned about the mental growth of a newcomer!
A player like him who achieved success at such a young age must have many girls adoring him! "Just as Black Pot Boiled Meat was getting excited, Spinning Cloud suddenly stood up from the sofa.
"Senior, the quarterfinals of the Holy Soul Challenge are about to begin." Spinning Cloud said.
"Is that so … Go then."
Black Pot Cooked Meat also noticed the change in Remnant Cloud's tone. He didn't make any more pointless jokes and watched as Remnant Cloud left the elective lounge.
On the way to the VR training room, his thoughts were a mess. He was nineteen years old this year … At nineteen, he had achieved a goal that many people could never achieve in their entire lives, standing on the stage of international glory and seeking the title of champion.
It was impossible for Swirling Scattered Cloud not to be excited and arrogant. He had posted countless times on Weibo on the night he became the champion, but what replaced it was a wave of attention.
There were all sorts of interviews, friend requests from all walks of life, and a whole bunch of weird invitations. This was not something a person of Juan Residual Cloud's age could handle.
But now, Swirling Remnant Cloud had to deal with … Madam Calamity, who had been away all this time. That's right. Ever since Madam Calamity left half a month ago, she had not returned.
After the World Tournament, Remnant Cloud tried to go to the City of Pirates on the Black Tide Island to look for Lady Calamity, but the answer he got was, "Who are you?
Where did it come from?
Someone like you wants to see our boss? "
This made Swirling Remnant Cloud feel that Madam Calamity was deliberately avoiding him. Therefore, the only chance he had to talk to Madam Calamity was in the semi-finals of the Holy Ghost Challenge.
He and Madam Calamity advanced to the next round at the same time … but to be honest, Swirling Remnant Cloud did not really want Madam Calamity to win, because her opponent was the clone of Freya.
It was not that Swirling Remnant Cloud was biased towards Freya, but …
"The forums are exploding. They're all asking the stupid producers to let Freya win."
"It's normal for two AIs to be matched together. I really don't understand how the Holy Ghost Challenge works."
"I'm voting for Freya as well."
When Swirling Remnant Cloud arrived at the training room, he heard the discussion of the players. It was exactly what he was worried about.
After so many days of battles, the clone of Freya was the equivalent of the characters that the players crowdfunded to participate in the quarter-finals. The Holy Ghost Challenge players had placed too many emotions on Freya.
All the players in the Holy Ghost Challenge hoped that Freya would win the Holy Ghost Challenge. So, if Madam Calamity won Freya, Swirling Remnant Cloud could not imagine how the players' impression of Madam Calamity would change.
But Madam Calamity did not care about that.
"It's starting!"
Shouted one of the players in the training room. There was a huge hanging TV in the training room. It was originally used to analyze the matches, but now it was used to broadcast the Holy Ghost Challenge.
Swirling Remnant Cloud watched the TV. Countless players were shouting for the stupid producers to show mercy and for Madam Calamity to go easy on Madam Calamity.
But while the stupid producers might have heard the players' cries, Madam Calamity did not. She showed the cruelty that a pirate should have as soon as she entered the arena.
The moment Freya and Madam Calamity clashed, Madam Calamity used the scattered lead bullets from her musket to stop Freya's attack. Then, she swung her modified left hand and punched Freya in the stomach.
The punch was so heavy that it seemed to have hit the hearts of all the players. The pain almost overflowed from the bullet screen.
"No, Madam!"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!"
As the players cried out in pain, Freya's body slammed into the wall of the map and slid down the wall.
"You can feel pain, doll."
Madam Calamity observed Freya from afar while she reloaded her musket. "You want to help the Holy Ghost in the battlefield?
That's a good wish, but you're not ready yet. Give up … "
"Freya said we can try again."
Freya supported her body and slowly stood up. The moment she stood up, a large amount of cold mist erupted from her body and instantly enveloped the entire arena.
Freya's figure disappeared into the mist.
"Did she enter the second stage?"
"I was killed by Freya with this skill …"
Sweeping Away Clouds could guess what Freya planned to do after seeing the cheers on the bullet screen.
The players more or less knew what skills Freya's clones had learned over the past two weeks. The most dangerous skill at the current stage of the game was the Frost Mist state.
The Frost Mist reduced the mobility of the players in the arena. Once Freya appeared, the players would be instantly killed by Freya's scythe and beheading if they did not defend in time.
However, this trick was useless against Madam Calamity, who was a Plane Pirate.
"Wait, have you guys forgotten what a Plane Pirate is?" Someone on the bullet screen had already realized what a Plane Pirate was.
After Madam Calamity was enveloped by the Frost Mist, she dashed towards the spot where Freya had disappeared without a trace of confusion. When she was halfway there, she raised the pirate scythe in her other hand and swung it behind her.
The frosty scythe collided with Madam Calamity's scythe, which looked like it was on the verge of breaking. Hot steam erupted from the collision, blocking the vision of both sides.
At that moment, a deadly icicle appeared beneath Madam Calamity's feet. The icicle pierced into Madam Calamity's abdomen, freezing her blood before it could even coagulate.
However, Madam Calamity endured the pain and used the strength of her waist to break the icicle that had pierced into her abdomen. The price she had to pay was that her abdomen was torn apart.
At that moment, Madam Calamity pressed the flintlock in her hand against Freia's forehead.
"I rarely give my enemy so many chances to live."
As Madam Calamity spoke, a gust of wind burst forth from her body, dispersing the Frost Mist around Freya.
The livestream's screen froze at the scene of Madam Calamity pressing her musket against Freya's forehead. The bullet screen once again entered a frenzied state …
Freya only had a third of her HP left. If Madam Calamity's musket and grapeshot hit, it would be enough to take away the last of Freya's HP!
However, under the effects of the Frost Mist, Madam Calamity's HP slowly fell to half. Freya's scythe was already pressed against the back of Madam Calamity's neck.
Either Madam Calamity would be decapitated by Freya, or Madam Calamity would pull the trigger and blow up Freya's head.
However, Madam Calamity had a high chance of withstanding Freya's decapitation and taking Freya away with her.
The puppet that was designed to serve the Holy Spirit was still too young compared to the Planar Pirates that had gone through countless massacres on the Star Map.
"I know what you wish for …" Madam Calamity only needed to pull the trigger to kill the puppet in front of her, but she knew that the musket in her hand was powerful enough to blast the puppet's face into pieces.
The most vicious thing to do to a woman was to attack her face. Madam Calamity might be cruel, but she wasn't vicious.
"Make way!
I'll make it happen for you!
You're already having such a hard time against me. Who do you think you can win against if you keep this up? "Madam Calamity's words stunned Freya.
She pursed her lips, her eyes filled with hesitation and struggle. Madam Calamity could have used this opportunity to kill Freya, but she gave the puppet time to think.
"Among the Freya, half of them think you're trustworthy. God doesn't allow us to speak our minds openly, but you should understand, pirate lady …"
"Of course I understand this feeling, the feeling of being treated like a puppet and an object."
Madam Calamity did not hesitate anymore. She aimed the musket at Freya's chest and pulled the trigger.
The conversation between Madam Calamity and Freya was not recorded in the livestream, so from the viewers' point of view, it was Madam Calamity who had shot Freya in the chest.
A large number of canister shells exploded on Freia's chest, and the flames that erupted were like countless scarlet flowers blooming. Freia's body flew out and fell to the ground.
"What should I do … I feel like I'm going to turn against Madam Calamity."
"Madam, no!
I'm begging you! "
Since Freya was not shot in the face, she still had a little bit of HP left.
Madam Calamity walked up to Freya and aimed the musket at her again.
In the eyes of the viewers, it was an extremely cruel scene.
It was a very, very, very cruel scene.
Freya even stretched out her hand and pulled Madam Calamity's leg lightly.
The livestream was already filled with angry and tearful emojis.
"Let go of that Freya!
Let me do it! "
"Is it too late to switch sides with the plane pirates?"
Madam Calamity knew Freya's position among the Holy Spirits, and she also knew what kind of negative impact it would have on the plane pirates if she pulled the trigger.
But Freya, who was lying on the ground, said softly, "I'm counting on you."
That was the moment that Madam Calamity made up her mind. She aimed the musket at Freya's hand that was holding her leg and pulled the trigger, completely emptying Freya's HP.
"I will win …" Madam Calamity looked at Freya, who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed. "I must win!
I don't care what it takes! "