Chapter 025: The Federal President (Plus Change)
Main's heavy bet immediately made Anse's value soar, and the ranking also rose. He jumped from sixth to second place, just behind Allen.
"Two tons of platinum hopefully aren't your private cache, Mr. Main." Horn looked at the butler and nodded.
"Allen, two tons of platinum." The butler said with two fingers.
Main's face immediately sank, Horn had been keeping a low profile since he was suppressed in politics twenty years ago, and the family ranking had slipped. But today, it seems that he is clearly working against himself. He frowned, and with his shrewdness, he couldn't think of a reason. In the previous death rings, there were also wealthy families who threw a lot of money at a certain player, but it is rare for a teenager like Horn to invest 30 million.
"Anse, two tons of platinum." Main raised his hand and threw another heavy bet.
At this moment, all the public trust platforms of the federal government on the floating island are constantly refreshing the value of Alan and Anse. Behind the fierce competition between the two teenagers' ranking scores, many people saw that there were big people behind the scenes, which made some people follow the trend and bet on these two teenagers, so the scores of the two are changing almost in seconds.
Horn's face didn't change, and he glanced at the butler again.
"Alan, add two tons of platinum." The butler said immediately.
There was silence in the banquet hall, and Bethcord, who had been silent for twenty years, actually made a heavy bet of 50 million federal coins for a surface boy, which definitely set a new personal betting record in the previous death rings. Now, the nobles in the hall are all looking at Main with a good look, and they are all wondering if Main will continue to increase the weight.
Fine beads of sweat were already oozing from Main's forehead, and four tons of platinum was already the largest amount of money he could use. If you want to go further, you need to pass the consent of the GuΓ² family council. Although he is the patriarch, he is not unscrupulous.
"Five tons of platinum, Mr. Horn, I'm confused. With your family's current situation, will it be able to come up with this huge amount of money, will it not be a blank check? Main smiled reluctantly and said.
Butler Helsing took out a check expressionlessly, handed it to Altais next to him, and said, "This is a bearer check from the Beskode family, and the withdrawal amount is just 50 million." Mr. AltaΓ―s can pick up five tonnes of platinum at our family treasury by cheque or directly. β
When AltaΓ―s took the check from the butler, Horn looked at his still young opponent and said, "Mr. Main is going to continue to increase the weight?" β
Main took out a handkerchief from his jacket pocket, wiped his sweat and said, "No, I'm a businessman." It would be irrational to bet money on a project where the income cannot even be equalized for the sake of gambling. β
Then he said to Altes, "I'll ask the secretary to bring the check later." β
"I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave." Main had regained his previous demeanor, but anyone could see that he had lost the swagger he had when he entered the door. Before leaving, he turned back again, put his arm on Horn's shoulder like an old friend, leaned down slightly, and said, "For the sake of long-time friends, Mr. Horn." I have to warn you that Bethcord may have a lot of roots. But among the younger generation, I don't see any capable successors at all. If after Mr. Horn there was no rival to Bethcord, I would be quite lonely. β
After saying that, he laughed and left.
Horn reached out and dusted his shoulder, his gaze fell on Allen's head, and said in a voice that only he could hear, "Fool, the future of Beth Kod is here." It won't be long before you'll have a great rival, dear Main. Alexander! β
Just to the left of the banquet hall, there is a small private room. The wall on one side of the private room is coated with SLR glass, and people in the private room can see what is happening in the banquet hall. At this moment, next to the SLR glass window stood a tall, straight man. Under the rare short black hair is a European face. The deep silhouette resembles a statue of David carved by Michelangelo, the black pupils, the high bridge of the nose and the well-groomed beard at the chin, all emphasize the majesty of this man.
In the banquet halls, it is common for men to wear modest suits. But the man was dressed in a military uniform and military boots, with white gloves on his hands and a light sword pinned to his waist. The scabbard of the saber is white-gold and decorated with dark gold patterns. The cup-shaped gauntlets and hilt were silvery-white, and the smooth-polished metal reflected another figure beside them.
"Horn, this old thing, it's rare to be fierce today. Poor Main still wanted to pick up a bargain, and when he bit down, he found that Bescord's bone was still so hard. The man in military uniform smiled faintly, his voice deep and slightly hoarse, which made the voice more magnetic.
The man next to him whispered: "Tomaine's blessing, just for his and Horn's bets, we take 10% of the commission from it, which is also a lot of income." β
"Horn, though, is getting old after all. Stimulated by Main's this, he actually made such a heavy bet, I'm afraid he regrets it now. The man chuckled.
The man in military uniform said: "Just listen to this sentence, you know that Vincent, you can only be a clerk, and you can't become a character like Horn." β
The man next to him was stunned, hurriedly lowered his head, his eyes flashed with a trace of dissatisfaction, but his tone was extremely respectful: "I want to hear it in detail." β
"If you've looked at Horn's life, you know that this old fox never makes a meaningless investment. Do you think a single Main can make him lose his bearings? That's too high for Main, Horn only let Alexander have a chance back then, not because Main is capable, but because he was hit hard and disheartened, which made the family rank slip. Speaking of this, the man in military uniform paused and said, "Otherwise, the three Main are not Horn's opponents." β
"Look at it, there's a reason why Horn is betting heavily on that teenager."
"Your Excellency." Vincent said respectfully.
He also said, "According to Your Excellency, which teenager has a better chance of winning this death ring?" β
"Who knows, even if Horn is a good little guy, he may not necessarily be able to win. After all, there are too many unexpected things in this world. The man in military uniform walked towards the other door: "Besides, this is just a child's game." Once every two years, let the untouchables on the surface have a little hope, so that their eyes will be on the game and they will not care about other things. β
"Something I don't want them to care about." "Our real stage is on the battlefield of the Outlands, my dear Vinson," he stressed. I've heard that our greedy wolf general is coming back, and I hope she can bring me good news. β
"General Windsor Bello is young and capable, and he will certainly not disappoint you."
opened the door, and the man in military uniform seemed to think of something, and said with an "oh" voice: "Vincent, I'll vote 1 million for our little Allen in my personal name." β
"Your Excellency ...... too"
"No, it's a tribute to Horn. Bethcord has been silent for twenty years, and it looks like it's time to make a move, and I'm glad that's all. β
Leaving this sentence, he walked out the door. The clerk hung his head behind the door and said softly, "Yes, Lord Mobile." β
The man in the military uniform was none other than the current federal president.
The rain continued on the floating island of Babylon, and in the training center building, Allen was still rolling on the ground by Huton to practice the technique of "spinning". The world seems to be static, but in reality, everyone's destiny is changing dramatically.
At the end of the third week, the ranking score is updated again. Alan remained firmly at the top of the list, but Lucy slipped to third place. Anse came from behind, rising several places in a row, closely following Allen.
This time, Eren was rewarded with a set of individual field defense light armor, a precious source force stimulation potion, and other bits and pieces. Of these rewards, the former two are the most valuable. Individual Defense Light Armor can be split into tactical suits and armor components, which provide Eren with additional defense. The effect of the Source Force Stimulant is as its name suggests, and it can stimulate the user's Source Force growth rate.
Combined with the previous Fire Berry and Stamina-boosting potion, Eren finally formed the fifth Source Force Vortex on the weekend of the third week. But when he walked out of the training area, he looked sullen.
Hughton took a sip of wine and asked, "What's the matter, boy?" β
"Mr. Hughton, I've formed the fifth source force vortex." Alan Dao.
Hughton looked him up and down: "That's a good thing, why are you still depressed like you've lost all your wealth." β
"But it's too slow." Alan sat down, and the young man sighed, "According to what you said, it takes at least nine source force vortices to hit the first barrier. It's only a week before the start of the Death Ring, but I only have five Source Force Vortexes. β
"Be content, little ghost." Huton shook his head and said: "Your growth rate is already very fast, not to mention, there is no shortcut to the growth of source power, you can only accumulate through time and diligence." β
"Isn't there a faster way to grow?" Alan raised his head and asked unwillingly.
Hughton put down the wine bottle and said, "It's not that it doesn't matter, it's just that most people don't like that method." But it doesn't matter if you don't like it, but soon, you'll be exposed to it. β
"How?" Allen's eyes lit up, and now for him, as long as he could refine the nine source force vortices, he was willing to try any method.
"Feed the war with war." Hughton burped, and the air was filled with the strong smell of alcohol: "To put it bluntly, it's fighting." Constantly fighting, constantly allowing myself to hover between life and death, this is the fastest way I know to accumulate source power. β