binary dead train

Chapter 341 Conclusion
The winner's lounge.

The hustle and bustle in his ears gradually faded away, and Turing lay quietly on the soft floor in the center of the lounge, with a huge blade tail in front of his nose.

"Oh my god... this battle has brought up to three thousand points! Over the years, there are only a handful of people who can get such a high score in the first official battle! In my impression, it seems that only Kejaka was able to do it back then!"

Holding his own holographic communicator in his hand, Iliad paced back and forth excitedly, his hard-soled leather shoes kept hitting the ground making soft bangs.

"Mr. Blazer, do you know how many points you got on your debut day? It's only a few hundred! And you exceeded that number by several times!"

Turing ignored him and shook his airplane ears.

Even in this particular winner's lounge, Turing could hear the shouts outside.The unsatisfied audience is still shouting his name.

"Did you feel it? The smell of honor." Iliad, who has gradually become accustomed to Turing's calmness, approached with a smile, "Hundreds of people are calling your name at the same time, even in places we don't know , where the live broadcast of the drone is broadcast, there are tens of thousands, even millions of people who have followed this game, and this number will continue to increase, this..."

"That's not my name." A gleam of light flashed in the suddenly widened eyes of the beast, "But the atmosphere is indeed not bad. Apart from my competitive points, I think there should be more gains from this battle."

Iliad shrugged: "That's right, this is your first show, and it's also a milestone battle. We should get some medals or something...Of course, your ranking should have surpassed Mazan now. Yes, and..."

Beep--

The harsh doorbell interrupted Iliad's thoughts, and a tall and round man appeared at the door.

Iliad immediately stood up and winked at the monster——

Look, here we come.

The person who came was wearing an oversized striped suit with a white lining exposed under the unbuttoned bottom, a built-in camera in one eye, a mustache and a strange curly hair, and a round cap on his head. He is obese and over two meters tall.

penguin.

This is Turing's intuitive evaluation of this image.

"Good evening, gentlemen."

Penguin strolled in with a cane, followed by two blue-skinned women and two men in suits wearing black sunglasses.

"Hello, Mr. Kerber." Iliad stepped forward quickly, shook hands with the penguin, and then introduced to the monster: "This is Mr. Kerber, the event manager of the Westland Arena."

Seeing Iliad's behavior, a trace of obvious surprise and doubt flashed across Colber's face.

"Congratulations to the two winners tonight, and at the same time created a milestone of glory... To be honest, at first, I thought this game was just Miluo's hype, but I didn't expect your Mr. Blazer to win beautifully Come on down... I guess, the price of the tape of this event is going to go up soon."

The penguin looked at Turing's huge body, and the camera-like eye shrank and made a hissing sound.

Then he waved his hand, and the two blue-skinned women came up with seductive smiles, holding a huge and heavy silver chain in their hands, and hung the shiny silver thing on Turing's monster neck.

It was a silver medal that fit his current body shape. It was covered with various complicated glyphs and the logo of the Xitu Arena.

Turing stood up slightly, and while observing the thing on his neck, he was also looking at the two women with abnormal complexions in front of him.

Young and beautiful, with a hot body and a European and American face.She was wearing alluring clothes, and there seemed to be some lines emerging on the blue skin, like scales.Seemingly natural, but Turing caught the subtle artificial traces above.

"Thank you for coming in person, and for the Westland Arena's recognition of Mr. Blazer... But I don't think such a thing should be enough for you to come in person?" Iliad said after deliberation.

"You're welcome, Mr. Iliad. Judging from Mr. Blazer's performance tonight, I'm afraid there will be another champion agent in the survival competition soon..." Kerber smiled and nodded his cane. One eye narrowed into a small slit, "Of course, besides congratulating you, there are two other things."

A man with dark sunglasses stepped forward and gently pressed the frame next to his ear.

A text page composed of a series of holographic images was projected, and was gently fiddled with by the penguin, and swiped to Iliad:
"This is a licensing agreement. Tonight's game is very good. We think this game will be very valuable in the future, so the arena will provide enough channels and processing and packaging for this video, and we will share [-]/[-]."

Iliad put away his slightly impetuous posture, read the above terms carefully and focusedly, and walked to Turing slowly, showing this thing to him:
"This is a channel promotion method for the arena. It means to process our game tonight to make it more program-like. There is no harm to us, only benefits. It is equivalent to free money and free publicity means .”

Even without Iliad's whispered explanation, Turing could understand what it was for—

Tonight's game, post-secondary production, and even adding some other things and dramatization, turned it into a more visually appealing small film.

It's like the difference between "official history" and "storyteller".Turing naturally has no objection to this, but the income of this thing is not the competitive points - but the pass currency.

This is the currency of Puniska.

"The share of the money will be based on the terms of the agent I told you before. How about I three you seven?"

Turing nodded.

This scene was seen by the penguin on the side, and his expression was a little subtle.

After Iliad and Turing finished their discussions, Iliad signed the agreement on behalf of the two, and then Kolber opened up the next topic:
"At present, we have received applications from three companies. They hope to make some necessary investments in Mr. Blazer, and at the same time want to talk to you as a broker in person." Kerber glanced at Turing on the side.

"If you are not familiar with this process, I can answer it for you. Although the Super Limit Beasts are all operated under the jurisdiction of the Tumi Chamber of Commerce, we will not pass the investment in the Ultra Limit Beasts team from third-party companies. Intervene more. They may sign some agreements with you, and use the image of Mr. Blazer to reach some business practices that will not interfere with the chamber of commerce..."

"Sponsor?" The monster raised its head and made a dull tone.

Kerber's words were interrupted, he glanced at Turing, and stuck in his mouth:
"Well... yes, these are sponsors."

"We have no interference in the choice of sponsors, but under normal circumstances, most of them can only choose one sponsor, so Mr. Iliad needs to be cautious. The team of three sponsors is currently outside."

"Okay, okay..." After listening to Kerber's words, Iliad suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and nodded repeatedly.

He never thought that he would be able to get sponsorship on the first day of the debut day, and there were still three of them!
However, he quickly calmed down and looked at the monster with twinkling eyes.

For such a matter, he naturally had to talk to his partner alone.

After chatting with the race manager for a few more words and asking more detailed questions, Kerber said his goodbyes.

But before leaving, he couldn't help calling Iliad out alone.

"Anything else, Mr. Kolber?"

"Mr. Finitz, don't you get along well with the fighting beast?"

"There is no such thing. Why do you think so?" Iliad suddenly felt strange.

"Hmm..." Kerber was silent for a few seconds, "You are being too polite to your fighting beast. Although it defeated Mazan tonight and showed enough potential, it is not worth doing too much. Emotional investment."

Eliot froze for a moment.

"I also gradually reached this position from an agent. Even if there is a high performance penalty, I have changed dozens of fighting beasts. Do you know which position has the highest achievement among them?"

"What do you want to say?" Iliad's voice was a little slow.

"Among them, the tallest one only stopped at the apex of the Predator-level event, and didn't even enter the promotion event to compete for the championship and become the Hunter-level event."

"The fighting beast is not the only partner. The elimination rate of the ultra-limited Colosseum is extremely high. One hundred thousand active fighting beasts is a floating number. There are only three royal beasts at the top, and only six beasts at the hunting level. 70.00. In survival events, they accounted for [-]% of the number of over-limit fighting beasts. They died at a high rate in the competition and were replaced by criminals later, and criminals who became active fighting beasts were replaced by criminals later Replacement... It's like today that your fighting beast killed a high-ranked opponent in the survival level, but soon, it will be killed and replaced by the next challenger."

As Kerber said, he patted Iliad on the shoulder heavily:

"So, for fighting beasts, there is no need to give them more rights, but in the operation of the Tumi Chamber of Commerce, you, as a broker, are in a dominant position. Unlimited fighting beasts may die on the way up, unable to become A legend like the king’s evil beast, but the broker can become the middle level or even the top level of the chamber of commerce, just like me.”

"Unlimited Beasts are just consumables. Medals, videos, support, publicity...these are just for customers, that is, audiences. For you, the more important thing is business."

Looking at the stupefied Iliad, Kerber sighed.

"That's it. If there is any problem, you can come to me one more time, but only once. After the last time, I owe something with the name 'Finitz', and I have almost paid it back. These... ...is advice."

"If something unpleasant happens between you and the fighting beast, the way you get along with it will become very difficult. At that time... I suggest you use the controller directly."

In an empty lounge.

Turing moved his airplane ears, raised his head high, and looked towards the door.

A pair of animal pupils gradually narrowed their eyes.

……

Iliad came back soon, and his face was not very good-looking.

"You look like you've been beaten up. What did the fat man tell you?"

Iliad shook his head:

"It's nothing... probably, it's too simple to think about this business..."

The manager sighed, and looked at the monster: "Mr. Blazer, do you think...you can really become a royal monster?"

As soon as the words came out, Iliad realized that there was something wrong with the words, and immediately explained:

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

"Just do what you should do, Iliad." Turing stood up, and the huge shadow under the halogen lamp enveloped Iliad, "The pattern of people cannot be generalized."

The preoccupied Iliad was silent for a while, and shook his head lightly, as if he wanted to temporarily get rid of these annoying thoughts:

"Sorry, big debut day, I shouldn't have said that. Would you like to meet three sponsors?"

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"Blaze!"

"Blazer! Look at me! Look here!!"

When Turing and Iliad returned to the technological airship, he was surrounded by the crowd outside the arena.

These viewers who watched the debut day of Blade of Deceit have gathered beside the technological airship for a long time, waiting for Turing to come out.On the return journey, Turing did not use the spider cage again.

A large number of lights flashed around it, and the crowd yelled, took pictures, and tried to attract his attention, and every movement of tail and head turned could attract the crowd's shouts.Others jumped up to touch the silver athletic medal around his neck.

Turing even saw a holographic projection of his own head dangling not far away, and a man in a yellow raincoat waved desperately, waving at him.

"Did you feel the enthusiasm of the crowd?"

Iliad laughed and hammered Turing's anti-knuckle knee, who ignored him.

Turing is not very suitable for this environment, but the existence of these audiences is a good thing for him in this world, which means that he may get more reward points, as well as bonus points for events based on the audience and viewing volume. Let him accomplish his purpose.

"Someone started dancing avatars so soon...Maybe we can ask sponsors to help us design new battle icons to represent our identity and produce peripherals, and then we can directly recruit some operation teams from the sponsors for our Aircraft make custom paint, just like Mazan... Speaking of our current ranking, the Tumi Chamber of Commerce should give us better airships..."

Iliad habitually read it in bits and pieces.

After the fat man's episode ended, Iliad quickly brought three representatives of companies interested in sponsoring to the lounge. Among the three companies, the credit company, the industrial technology product company, and the beauty company, Turing chose the beauty company.

Not for anything else, because beauty companies in this world have a deep foundation in biotechnology, which is the focus of research that Turing is currently drafting.The two blue-skinned women who wore medals for Turing before are a kind of beauty.And this company chose Turing for sponsorship, and the first thing they wanted was to get Turing's image authorization. They believed that Turing's blade tail might be able to trigger a fashion——

Many fashions in this world are brought about by biotechnology. Many people will modify some obvious parts of the super-limited beasts to support their favorite beasts or express their love.Turing now saw several men with strange ears on their heads and children with long tails in the crowd.At first they were shrouded in raincoats, and he didn't pay much attention to the details of these civilians, thinking that they were just some kind of decorations, although they were indeed decorations, they were just physiological decorations.

After entering the airship, the hustle and bustle gradually faded away, and the crowd below gradually turned into small dots, and Turing could still see their waving arms.

His eyes fell on Iliad's face, who was thinking about operational issues and brainstorming.

The paw lightly touched the subtle protrusion on the back of the neck, and Turing's animal pupils shrank.

He naturally heard what the fat man said.I don't know what the Iliad thought, but Turing was never the one to hand over the initiative to others.

How to solve this thing in the back of my mind seems to have become a little urgent.

After returning to his new home, Iliad excitedly began to communicate with the sponsor remotely, discussing more operational matters, while Turing plunged into the physiological maintenance room and shipped a huge black leather-wrapped Things were brought in.

It was Mazen's body.

　There is only one chapter today, and the writing is not very smooth. I will make up for yesterday's leave tomorrow, Jiumi

good night.

　
(End of this chapter)