Chapter 208: War Hammer: What Do You Mean You Conquered the Zerg
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Protagonist:
Lin En
Lena
Xueqiu overtook Naluoduo amidst the cheers of the audience.
Naluoduo looked back, and Xueqiu was right behind him.
He did not panic, instead activating the rocket booster behind him; the red Squig accelerated fiercely, racing side by side with Xueqiu.
"Naluoduo activated the rocket booster!" Yaduoduo's voice was almost hoarse from shouting.
"He's about to overtake Jonnie's Xueqiu!"
"What!?"
Only to see the giant snowball suddenly blast open.
To be precise, not an explosion, but melting, melted instantly by high temperature.
That thick layer of ice and snow seemed to be heated by something, turning into water mist in an instant.
In the water mist, Jonnie rode a Squig out, dragging a huge flame tail behind him.
That was a rocket booster, hidden and unused until this moment.
"Jonnie actually saved the rocket booster until the end!!!" Yaduoduo's voice tore.
"Let us congratulate Jonnie!!!"
Below the stage, those Big Guys had already been infected by the atmosphere.
They raised their fists, cheering and shouting along with the Pi Jing around them.
They cheered while hugging unfamiliar underlings, excitedly throwing their helmets into the air, then randomly smashing a lucky spectator to death.
"Wo Xun Si this race is too Waaagh!" a Big Guy shouted.
"I want to participate too! My Squig is faster than theirs!" another shouted.
"When is the next one? Can we still bet? I'm going all-in on Naluoduo!"
The surrounding spectators joined in the uproar, the scene lively as a festival.
And Pi Jing Jonnie raised both hands, at this moment he was already in tears.
"Coach, I did it, I really did it!"
Pi Jing Jonnie, as the first Pi Jing Champion after the formalization of waaaaghGP, will surely go down in history.
Unlike Jonnie, who received countless gazes, Naluoduo, who missed the championship by a step, leaned against the metal pillar at the edge of the race track.
He spun an exquisite revolver at his fingertips, his eyes coldly watching the fanatical spectators below the stage.
At this moment, two groups of spectators below were fighting fiercely; one group were Jonnie's supporters, the other were fans who lost their bets after Naluoduo lost.
The dull thuds of clubs and fists striking flesh rose and fell, yet not a single Green Skin thought of stopping.
This is what Green Skins are: war, gambling, fighting is their main theme.
waaaaghGP merely threw a match into this barrel of explosives.
The clamor of the race track had not yet subsided when several burly figures squeezed through the crowd and entered the competition grounds.
The leading Big Guy wore snakeskin armor, with a shocking scar across his face.
【38) He led a hugely exaggerated Squig War Beast, its scales gleaming with cold metallic luster.
It led a huge, exaggerated Jiugou War Beast, its scales gleaming with cold metal gloss.
His eyes stared fixedly at the racing Squigs still catching their breath on the track, his throat emitting a threatening low growl.
This is Duya, a Big Guy of the Snake Bite Clan.
Among all Green Skin Clans, the Snake Bite Clan was originally best at taming Squigs.
They have a near-symbiotic close connection with these most primitive symbiotic creatures of the Green Skins.
And Duya was the best among them.
"Hey! That brat named Naluoduo!" Duya's roar drowned out the surrounding noise.
"I want to participate! My 'Flying Legs' is the fastest Squig in all of Kal II!"
"You damn race, dare to let me join too?"
Naluoduo lifted his eyelids, and before he could speak, Yaduoduo jumped down first, hands on hips, shouting:
"Want to participate? Sure! As long as you pay enough entry fee, you can get prize money if you win!"
"The champion of the last match won a full ten thousand Premium Teeth!"
"Ten thousand?"
Duya's voice instantly rose, his originally fierce face full of disbelief.
The several Big Guys behind him were all stunned.
They had their underlings painstakingly scavenge for a month, only to gather a few thousand teeth.
But here, the champion of one match could get ten thousand.
Duya asked repeatedly several times, confirming Yaduoduo wasn't lying to him, then slapped his thigh:
"Damn it! I'm definitely participating in this race!"
He cursed as he turned and left, wanting to go back and bring all his more than ten most precious Squigs.
He kept muttering "ten thousand teeth" in his mouth, as if he had already seen himself standing on the podium.
After Duya left, the remaining few Big Guys gathered in a corner to discuss.
The leading Big Guy wore gilded heavy armor, playing with a string of large gold teeth polished to a shine in his hand.
The burly Green Skin Body filled the Heavy Armor to the brim, Big Guy Jinchi of the Evil Moon Clan.
The Evil Moon Clan was the most money-grubbing and business-savvy of the Green Skins, born with an almost paranoid sensitivity to wealth.
And among all Green Skins, they were the most domineering in battle.
Jinchi narrowed his small eyes, sweeping across the teeming Green Skins in the arena.
He also glanced toward the surrounding dozen or so Pastures, where crowds kept surging in, his fingers flying as he calculated in his palm.
After a long while, he spoke in a low voice to the companion beside him:
"There are over a dozen Pastures nearby, each sending at least ten thousand Green Skins, all running here."
"Ticket sales, betting cuts, plus surrounding consumption—one match earns more Teeth than we make combined in a month."
The Big Guys around them reacted instantly, their eyes full of Greedy light.
They'd been around for years, but this was the first time they'd seen such an easy way to make money—no fighting, no risking their lives, just sitting there collecting Teeth.
That night, those Big Guys brought their men and blocked the gate of the Huo Ying Mu Chang again.
This time, they had lost their earlier arrogance, instead all wearing smiles.
They dumped over a hundred crates of Teeth before Yaduoduo and bluntly demanded to buy into waaaghGP.
Yaduoduo looked at these Big Guys he normally didn't even dare to look up at, his calves trembling slightly, and forced himself to stay calm as he turned to Lin En beside him.
Lin En thought to himself in Secret Passage, Finally they've taken the bait.
He stepped forward, blocking the somewhat flustered Yaduoduo, not even glancing at those Teeth.
For the Fire Shadow Clan now, they couldn't care less about this bit of Teeth.
"You can buy in, but manpower and Teeth—the Fire Shadow Clan lacks neither now."
"Of course, you bosses don't need to pay anything; you just need to do one thing."
"Use your influence to spread the word of waaaghGP to every Corner of Kal II."
Lin En looked at the stunned Big Guys and continued:
"Once the matches grow big, the Teeth earned will be divided according to each of your merits."
The Big Guys exchanged glances, not believing it could be this simple.
They had originally prepared to be shaken down hard.
They had even planned that if the other side made an outrageous demand, they'd just flip the Table and seize this Pasture.
But the conditions Lin En offered were as simple as beating a Shrimp.
Seeing the suspicion in their eyes, Lin En added:
"Of course, in the future, when the Fire Shadow Clan's Grots go to the Battlefield to beat Shrimps, you bosses will have to look after them."
Hearing this, the Big Guy who had come to the Pasture for conscription earlier immediately nodded in sudden understanding.
He said it himself—Green Skins ultimately rise through fighting.
Running these matches was ultimately about going to the Battlefield to become bosses; that fit Green Skin logic, and everything made sense now.
"No problem!" He was the first to thump his chest.
"Just spread the word? Leave it to me! From now on, when the Fire Shadow Clan's Grots go to the Battlefield, my people will absolutely protect them!"
With one taking the lead, the other Big Guys chimed in one after another.
Both sides hit it off, and that very night, these Big Guys took their men and spread the news of waaaghGP everywhere.
End of Chapter
