Chapter 3: New Background
The first thing Tyler did was check Pei Rong’s body condition, and the result was very bad.
Pei Rong’s entire nervous system was on the brink of collapsing, his life entirely kept by the nutrition cabin. He had stayed in the virtual network for almost a month, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to go offline, it was that once he got offline, his body might be shocked.
This illness has already progressed to the late stages, the only way to thoroughly eradicate it was to switch bodies.
The technology from the Vermilion Empire allowed humanity to be able to move consciousness. In short, it means using cloning technology to make a brand new body, and was the final way to break free of their disease.
However, that method was very expensive. If you did this operation in Chaoyang Union then it costs around sixty million. If you did it at the Vermillion Empire which would be more secured, it would costs even more.
Pei Rong’s bank balance: Around three hundred thousand remaining.
No matter what kind of celebrity one is, it was impossible for them to only have this much savings left when they have already hit the well-known stage.
Tyler very naturally continued to check and found clues in the account.
Pei Rong has a younger sister named Pei Ying. Before she was married, she was raised by Pei Rong and pretty much spent half of all his earnings on her. Five years ago, she was married. Pei Rong was still worried so he prepared an extremely expensive dowry and wedding to give her a foundation in fear that should would suffer.
Then two years ago, something bad had happened to his younger sister’s husband, Ji Sixian’s transport company and was drawn into something illegal. In order to secure their account and wash clean of themselves from the suspicion, she went to ask Pei Rong for help. Pei Rong always doted on Pei Ying and treated her as his responsibility even more after they lost their parents. After Pei Ying cried to him twice for him, he finally waded into the muddy waters and used a lot of effort and money to settle the event.
He didn’t expect that a new traitor quickly popped back up in the company and took the report to a hostile company. Not even a month later, Ji Sixian was once again back in jail.
For the huge bail on his younger sister’s husband, Pei Rong signed two more contracts. But the result was that something unexpected happened during an advertisement shoot and he obtained internal bleeding.
In the end, he could only fade from the entertainment circle and attempted to switch to the virtual network. After all, there is no fatal diseases on the internet.
But unfortunately for him, Pei Rong did not have the talent to play competitively so his switch was not successfully at all. So much that his situation became poorer and poorer and his innate disease damaged his body so much until he was a skeleton of his former self and he truly had no other paths out.
So to put it simply, besides the name of “once a great star””, Pei Long left behind a terrible mess for him to deal with.
If he didn’t want to die after him, Tyler still needs to find a way to collect around sixty million and buy a new body.
Tyler thought a bit and opened the contact list. He stared at “his younger sister” Pei Rong’s name for a while before finally opening the chat to look at the history and then sending a message imitating Pei Rong’s tone: “Big Brother recently didn’t have time to visit you, Xiao Ying, how are you?”
After a dozen minutes, Pei Ying replied: “Big Brother, I am really busy, I really don’t have time to waste chatting with you. Sixian is being bullied really badly in jail, his hand was almost broken and we don’t have money to heal it. I am now working three jobs a day and always need to count my money carefully when I want to eat something nice for dinner. The things that we can sell at home we already sold, I really don’t know how we are going to live like this…”
Tyler raised an eyebrow and shut down the chat without any further thought.
He hadn’t even said anything and this sister was already crying to him about being poor.
Was she really poor, or was she so busy trying to have big brother know “I don’t have money to lend to you”?
Tyler took one more look at Pei Rong’s contact list. He only has Pei Ying as a relative, the others were all collaborators or colleagues.
Tyler deleted everyone on the contact, not even the younger sister was left on it.
Pei Rong already died, besides a name he didn’t leave anything for Tyler. Tyler decided that besides Pei Rong’s name, he will not inherit anything. Even the three hundred thousand left in the bank he didn’t touch.
Unrelated matters should be kept separated. Tyler took Pei Rong as a dead that he has passed by, he will not make himself suffer and live a life for another person.
His new life was a reward from the Gods, his new body he will use sixty million to get one… their business are thus settled.
Tyler naturally did not have the duty to raise Pei Rong’s younger sister and settle his problems.
Using his motto to explain: I am always unwilling to owe anyone, and so I naturally will not give anyone a chance to owe me.
After clearing up the traces of Pei Rong as much as he could, Tyler cheerfully started his new life.
Within his empty mailbox, the first thing it received was the semi final qualification proof from the E-Sport Union.
He knows now that this was not some sacrifice ceremony for the God of Slaughter, this was purely a virtual “game”. Players could learn from each other and compete without any morality or laws being called into question. They would even be able to win a great amount of honor.
It really is a nice world.
Tyler looked at the prize pool for the semifinals and finals and confirmed his participation in the competition without hesitation after one look at the “five million”.
He was a man that needs to earn sixty million.
Following that, he went on the offical website to look at the competition rules. Because he was first place for the free-for-all, he could directly participate in the thirty-two to eight elimination rounds. The first round list was already announced: Player 419 (Tyler) vs Player 213.
TL Note: Cutting down from 32 players to 8
He clicked on the name “Player 419”, it even took him to a profile page: 【Player Number: 419
Source of competition qualification: Free-for-all
GNA comprehensive rating: B-list
(PVE Grade: Unknown
PVP Grade: B
PVN Grade: B)
GNA Evaluation: An Assassin-type character with unknown potential. His only public play is currently the free-for-all. The Player has displayed an extremely high ability in concealment, assassination technique and has a considerable level of killing on the battlefield. He also has an astonishing PVP strength. But because it was short and there were few performance of such, he is temporarily evaluated as a B level player.】 At the bottom of the web page were also two gifs.
The first one: He was silently sweeping by another player and his dagger quickly drew a line of blood, taking the last bit of health the other player had. His dark golden eyes flashed by the camera and it brought upon the illusion of a cold light.
The second one: He appeared unexpectedly and stabbed a small hole through the mage’s forehead. Then he flipped and fell to the ground. The scene stopped at the split-second he landed, where his lapel had rose, revealing his kneeling posture from below the cloak. This scene was very dynamic, one could almost feel the rushing air at that moment.
Below the images was a constantly updating comment space.
“Hubby! This year’s E-Sport, my hubby will be him!”
“The model of sexy legs.
“My screen is a bit salty… tsk tsk tsk!”
“My one thousandth time, I can’t leave anymore!”
The great assassin master from another world had a face full of confusion, he was unable to make sense from any of the comments so he silently closed the page.
Sometimes, you can learn about all the knowledge of a world from books… besides the talk of the internet.
Tyler was probably going to be an internet antique for a good while.
A week later, Tyler soaked up the knowledge of this world like a sponge and slowly blended into the virtual network society.
To prepare himself for “games” he was unfamiliar with, he watched some videos of other famous experts and more and less came to an understanding of the E-Sport competition style.
In this time period, the Earth region’s E-Sport semifinals has already started. The opening ceremony was very lively and he even heard how they would offer free boarding and travel expenses for players to go watch the opening ceremony in person.
Tyler was not interested in it and continued his hermit-like life until the first competition.
In his first semifinals battle, Tyler’s opponent, Player 213 was also an expert that walked out from a free-for-all. His class was Arcane Mage.
Tyler had watched his opponent’s free-for-all competition and his evaluation was: A stupid X that has more damage spells then field-control spells.
Thirty minutes before the start of the fight, the two players would be separated with fifty meters between them and face each other, waiting for the countdown.
The Mage’s face was dignified, calmly staring at Tyler.
Tyler indifferently looked at him, thinking in his heart: Be more high-profile, settle this within ten seconds… or be low-profile, settle this within twelve seconds?
To create a more intense atmosphere, the main screen alternated between the two players. One can very easily see the difference between the two player’s expression: One full of spirit for battle.
A dead fish eye.
Audience: YAAAAAAAHHH Player 419 is so cool!”
Nowadays, people with cooler images are always more popular… no matter their expression.
Tyler had a pair of eyes that have inherited the ancient elven royal family blood. His golden eyes would become more and more light with his aging until they finally turn into a translucent platinum gold color. This color was usually believed to be very beautiful in other people’s eyes.
If he was still in his original hybrid body, then his appearance would be such an attractive force that was the same result as a magic spell and was classified as a type of supernatural power.
What was very strange was that since he was using a virtual body, in this scientific world where supernatural powers should not exist, his eyes still contained the power to attract and stir people’s hearts.
Perhap this kind of attraction can only be explained by his presence.
Let us return to reality.
There was still fifteen seconds until the competition officially starts.
After the host said a whole spew of commentary in the background, he finally said, “So this fight will be a machine cannon-type mage player vs a head reaping-type assassin player! Generally speaking, the latter would have the superiority, but our Sir Mage is famous for his quick remote type magic. In other words, if at the beginning the mage sets up his machine cannon… I mean, if he sets up his remote Arcane Storm, then Player 419 would have already lost—”
Before he could finish speaking, the countdown ended the the competition immediately started.
The Mage started without hesitation, he made an action for magic right on the spot and started his Arcane Storm in 0.5 seconds.
In a split second, blue arrows that covered the sky appeared behind him one by one.
And the current Tyler also jumped back without hesitation, dodging past the first surge of missiles.
Exploding sounds came from where he originally stood as the missiles bounced everywhere. The mage was still shooting a steady flow of new Arcane Missiles, covering the sky as they headed for Tyler.
No wonder he was called “Machine Cannon-type player.”
“Half now—!” the host now started to speak, “The huge volume of Arcane Storm has just started, our Player 419 is already in a crisis!”