Just call me Thor

Chapter 398: Both Thor and Mike will participate in the tournament



Maxen took even more?

The corner of Mike's mouth twitched, forming a 'benevolent' smile.

Joseph had really given him a great gift!

The seafood on the grill sizzled with oil as Joseph expertly sprinkled various seasonings.

Joseph couldn't help but sigh.

"If there hadn't been an abyssal invasion, I would have become a barbecue chef, selling barbecue by the sea, blowing the sea breeze, watching women in bikinis, the sun shining on my body..."

It sounded pretty good?

"Nephew."

Kaelum, holding the king crab, corrected him seriously, "If there hadn't been an abyss, you would be almost a hundred years old now. Forget about selling barbecue, you'd have trouble even wearing dentures."

"You're really good at joking with me."

Joseph smiled and didn't say anything more.

After all, Kaelum was his uncle.

Joseph took out a bottle of newly acquired fine wine, poured himself half a glass of wine and put the bottle away, "You guys still have class later, so don't drink."

This wine... needless to say, was also taken from the Wolf's Den.

This time, without Joseph reminding him, Mike took the initiative to add,

"We'll keep it a secret, absolutely!"

"Sweet!"

Joseph gave Mike a thumbs-up.

As they enjoyed their seafood barbecue in the ward, Joseph specifically reminded Mike,

"You're participating in the Soldier tier tournament, don't forget to prepare well."

Mike looked troubled, "To be honest, based on my understanding of the Guardian Shadow, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult for me to win."

Under Thor's arrangement, a large number of Chiefs and Generals from the Guardian Shadow, former talented students, had voluntarily lowered their levels to 199 to participate in the Soldier tier battles.

In other words, the Nightmare corps' Soldier tier contestants were all outsiders like Mike!

"It doesn't matter, our Nightmare corps doesn't care about winning or losing in the Soldier tier."

Joseph lowered his voice and said, "We received inside information that Thor will be fighting for the Guardian Shadow!"

Mike asked in surprise, "Really?"

Who leaked this information?

"This is also a secret."

Joseph waved his hand, indicating that they shouldn't continue this topic,

"Also, for the Soldier tier, since they're all outsiders, our corps discussed it, and whoever successfully defends the ring, the share they win will belong to the defender..."

"What?!"

The king crab claw in Mike's hand shattered, and everyone looked at him.

"Is there a problem?"

Joseph was a little curious why Mike was so excited.

"There are six rings in total, the main ring is 10%, and the five sub-rings are 2% each. And it's only for one year's income. Besides, the current Maxen... is lucky if he's not in debt, what income does he have?"

Joseph didn't elaborate on Maxen's financial situation.

But with Maxen's abilities, 2% of his annual income was still considerable.

The Nightmare corps naturally knew that this wasn't a small amount.

The problem was, according to the information they had received, the Guardian Shadow would send a group of level 199 experts, and the Nightmare corps' chances of winning were almost zero.

They didn't care about winning or losing in the Soldier tier in the first place.

The Nightmare corps didn't even have any Soldiers, so even if they lost, it wouldn't be embarrassing.

Mike's breath hitched, as if he saw a 2% share beckoning to him.

He asked casually,

"By the way, how many rings can one person participate in?"

Kaelum explained,

"As many as you want."

Huh?

2% each, 5 would be 10%!

Even 1% more than Ares' share!

Moreover, this income would belong entirely to Mike!

Mike pondered for a moment and asked a crucial question,

"Do we have to pay taxes?"

Joseph was stunned, they hadn't actually thought about this question!

Just then, Cain, who had been lying in the nutrition tank, sat up in a daze, sniffed his nose,

"Is it time to eat?"

He was awake.

"You're awake?"

Mike came up to him and said seriously,

"The surgery was a success!"

Cain: "..."

...

The news of Cain's awakening quickly spread throughout Area C.

Of course, the version released to the public was that Cain had sparred with Ace, suffered a

severe concussion, and had just woken up.

Very few people knew about his talent upgrade.

As for whether the income was taxable, Joseph said he would give Mike an answer later.

However, Joseph didn't take it to heart.

In his opinion, Mike was just asking casually.

To actually want to defend the ring, that would be a true genius among geniuses!

If the Guardian Shadow hadn't cheated, Mike might have had a chance.

The Guardian Shadow's almost cheating behavior, sending stronger people to fight in lower-

level tournaments,

Mike's chances of winning were almost zero.

After Cain woke up, there was still a series of tests and rehabilitation training to be done.

Mike returned to the classroom first to continue his lessons.

Before he could even sit down, the communication crystal in his pocket vibrated.

Witty Wombat: "Hi, Deathsinger, are you there?"

Deathsinger: "Yes, just finished a mission."

Witty Wombat: "I met a mysterious senior last night, he didn't talk much, but he was very

strong!"

Mike: "..."

He couldn't reply to that!

Her senior was a Supreme Being, not someone who could be described with the words "very

strong."

Witty Wombat then sent a series of messages:

"Yesterday, Shadow Two and I had a very pleasant conversation, he cleared up a lot of my

doubts."

It's a pity I couldn't find Thor, I have an apprentice who wants to compete with Thor, you young people are always full of energy, it's a good thing!"

"My apprentice is a foodie and ate a lot of Thor's food; he found it incredibly delicious, but I

think it's... average."

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Mike really wanted to ask her,

Was the apprentice she was talking about herself?

Finally, Witty Wombat told Mike that her apprentice, in the spirit of not wasting food, had

casually packed some food when he left.

She couldn't finish it all by herself, so she might as well share some with Deathsinger. Without waiting for Deathsinger to refuse, Witty Wombat sent an email.

Mike looked at the hundreds of pounds of food that appeared in the communication crystal

and fell into deep thought.

You call this "packing a little"?

What was going on today?

Everyone who had taken advantage of Thor took the initiative to share their spoils with Mike,

showing off that they had finally gotten the better of Thor!

This was outrageous!

Looking at the food sent via email, Mike realized another thing, a detail he had been ignoring.

Could Violet eat human food?

Mike whispered, "Shadow Three, go and invite Shadow Four over."

Soon, Shadow Four appeared before Mike.

Inside Shadow Three's bone space, their conversation wouldn't be noticed by anyone around.

"Fourth Bro, you called for me?"

Shadow Four was a little puzzled, hadn't they just met last night?

What was so important?n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Worthy of Thor calling him over for a private meeting?

"It's like this, the former Shadow Seven, the one with the ID [Witty Wombat], Violet..."

Mike organized his words and asked with a frown,

"Is she Shadow Nine's apprentice?"

Shadow Four hesitated for a moment and added,

"Shadow Nine never admitted it, he once said that his apprentice should at least be a Supreme

Being."

What a bold statement! Among the human race, perhaps only Shadow Nine was qualified to say that.

Back then, when Shadow Nine went to fight in the abyssal battlefield, he had arranged for

Violet to protect Mike.

Thinking back now, it wasn't just a whim of Shadow Nine's, there must have been a deeper

meaning.

"There's something I'm very concerned about."

Mike took out the communication crystal and asked,

"There are files of many people here, but many are missing, like Violet's. How did she... die

back then?"

After taking over the Guardian Shadow, Mike wasn't completely hands-off. When he had free time, he would read a lot of materials to learn more about the Guardian Shadow. However, just dealing with the top three of the Guardian Shadow was already troublesome enough, Mike couldn't possibly take care of everything, he could only prioritize.

"Self-destruction."

Shadow Four replied truthfully, "During a mission, in order to cover the retreat, she faced a

demon creature that could potentially upgrade to a demon god alone. In a life-or-death situation, she tried to self-destruct to kill the opponent, but failed."

After saying that, Shadow Four added,

"At least, that's the version I know."

The corner of Mike's mouth twitched, Shadow Four's words had a hidden meaning.

It seemed that Shadow Nine's reputation as a history inventor was known to everyone. "Alright, you can go back to work."

Mike rubbed his temples, feeling that this matter wasn't simple.

Violet could eat and drink like a normal person, maybe this guy could even challenge the

Tower of Truth.

After sending Shadow Four away, Shadow Three didn't lift the spatial barrier, but instead,

took the initiative to appear, the burly man with bone ornaments all over his body standing silently in front of Mike.

Mike looked up, a little curious, "Is something the matter?"

"Nothing."

Shadow Three mumbled, "I'm wondering what you're thinking about."

Mike smiled wryly, "I'm wondering if Violet actually succeeded in self-destructing." Shadow Three continued Mike's train of thought,

"You mean... while she was self-destructing, there was a powerful being who could slow

down time by her side, stopping her self-destruction. Then, a Soul Element expert interfered with her memory, making her mistakenly believe that she had self-destructed. Finally,

another expert concealed her aura, making her seem no different from a Guardian Shadow?"

Mike: "..."

Shadow Three's speculation was a bit too specific.

After finishing his speculation, Shadow Three shook his head, "I don't think it's possible, who

could have that much clout?"

"Sigh." Mike sighed.

This wasn't a hint anymore, it was a clear statement.

There were only a few people in the world who could make both Ares and Apollo take action at

the same time.

Violet's instructor just happened to have that much clout.

Violet might still be alive, this was good news.

However, cases like hers were definitely a minority. Shadows like Terraon Morrow were the norm in the Guardian Shadow.

The bone space dissipated, and Mike returned to the classroom, starting to plan for

tomorrow's trip to the Abyss. Coincidentally, the professor in class was also explaining the relevant knowledge about the Ninth Abyss.

"Students, since tomorrow's internship is arranged in the Ninth Abyss, we will focus on this."

"The Ninth Demon God is a Primordial Demon God, that is, a demon god born from the Abyss itself. Among the demon gods, his strength is in the lower-middle range..."

"In the Ninth Abyss, you need to be prepared for poison, the demon creatures there are highly

poisonous, which is good news for students with fire element..."

The professor emphasized some very basic knowledge.

After all, this was just an internship, logically speaking, there shouldn't be any major

problems.

After introducing the Ninth Abyss, the professor changed the subject,

"The ones going to the Ninth Abyss for rotation this time are the Magmafist corps. The vice-

corps leader of the Magmafist corps, Blaze Morrow, is exceptionally strong, he's wise and

powerful, and he even punched Maxen once..."

Mike: ???

Blaze must have paid for advertising, right?

Mike had another important task when going to the Ninth Abyss, which was to solve Blaze's

promotion problem.

After advertising for Blaze, the professor glanced at the clock, there was still time,

"Students, there's also a legend about the Ninth Abyss."

The professor leaned on the desk with both hands and said slowly, "There's a Pegasus in the

Ninth Abyss, extremely powerful, no weaker than a demon god, its running speed surpasses

everything known, even comparable to the speed of light..."

Legends were just legends, you just had to listen to them.

Mike didn't take it to heart.

With Shadow Nine, the history inventor, around, any legend of the human race could be made

up.

The day's classes ended quickly.

Before 12 o'clock, Mike returned to his dormitory.

Due to special circumstances, Apollo had asked Maxen to pass on a message that it wasn't

advisable for Thor to challenge the Tower of Truth today.

Mike planned his schedule.

"Organize equipment, make final preparations for the Abyss trip..."

"At 3 AM, the Guardian Shadow and the Nightmare corps will hold a tournament, both Thor

and Mike will participate..."

"Before leaving, make proper arrangements at home, have Ace's equipment forged, this guy

is no good as a bodyguard, but he's a first-class meat shield..." Everything was ready, the midnight bell rang, and Mike calmly entered the Tower of Truth.

As soon as he stepped onto the ground of the Core City of Truth, a series of prompts popped

up before Mike's eyes.

"Congratulations on conquering the 30th floor of the Tower of Truth with an SSSSS rating."

"You have received the reward [Forbidden Blood Pool] *1!"

"You have received the reward [Moonwell] *1!"

"You have received the reward [Valley of the Fallen Wolves] *1!"