Jed wanted to say something but because he had been unconscious for so long, his throat was dry and the only thing that came out was a croaky cough. "Forgive us," Ben rushed forward to pour out a cup of water for him. Only after he had two more cups was he able to speak."How long have I been unconscious?" His voice was still hoarse and low but it was audible."For some hours I guess. It's late now and we've been monitoring your temperature just like the nurse asked us to.""Yes, thankfully, you've stopped burning up. We just didn't expect you would start shivering and eventually call out those weird names," Eric shrugged. "Would you like to eat some porridge? It's perfect for people in your condition."Jed looked at them strangely. Because his throat hurt with the words he said earlier, he didn't want to talk but his question was written all over his face.Ben and Eric laughed anxiously. "We didn't prepare it."Jed paused. Did Adam cook again?? As if they knew what he was thinking,
"You guys did well," The coach patted them on the back. "But don't let your guard down. Remember, that is only the selection round. There is still going to be the elimination round."The boys nodded and drained their bottles of water quickly, trying to hide their nervousness. Although they have prepared hard for this day, facing other experts from other colleges made them almost lose their grips. Thankfully, Justin was there to back them up. Without the former archery champion who was overthrown by Jed, they don't know how they would have made through the rounds."Next up, the 10m air rifle event! Blah... Blah... Blah," the commentator's voice faded away as the coach looked around trying to select the ones perfect for the event.While he was at this, the door swung open. Jed stood at the doorway, his hair slightly disheveled.The kit they had chosen looked good on all the boys and made them appear even more dashing but once Jed arrived, they all completely pale in comparison.Perhap
One of the team members walked up to the door and opened it. He suddenly went silent and stood transfixed at the door. Others behind him couldn't see who the person at the door was because his huge figure was practically blocking out all view. Jed wasn't paying attention to whoever it was because he was too busy listening to the coach give the pros and cons of the weightlifting event. He was also attentive so as not to miss any tip that could be useful when a familiar voice asked, "I want to see Jedidiah. Is he here?"Not only him, other boys also glanced over to the door. The voice was surprisingly pleasant and had caught the attention of many.The boy at the door finally gave way and others reacted like they have never seen a girl before.Because the one that stood at the doorway in simple shorts and body-hug top was too beautiful. They'd seen different gorgeous girls at the college before but the one at the doorway had this kind of refreshing beauty which was rare.Unlike other
"Alright John, let's welcome our representatives for the last event," one of the commentators interrupted."We already know who the winner is going to be but who will refuse a good show."This sentence was heard by many as the crowd were too busy cheering for Jed. The last event was the fifty meters rifle event. Lu Chen's eyes narrowed. These commentators were a bit too confident in Jed. What were they trying to insinuate by saying that they already know who the winner is going to be?This was his field and no one else would beat him at it. He cast a disdainful look at Jed but the latter was completely oblivious to this because he was impatiently waiting for the event to start.He was almost running late for the time given for the National Stock Contest.A beep sound came up and all the shooters assembled in front of their respective target lanes.Bang!Bang!Bang!One after the other, they began to fire their shots. Most of the students shot off target. After all, a fifty meter dista
"Is it okay if I drop you off at the estate first before taking young master Jetti to the conference center?" The chauffeur asked as the car came to a stop at a crossroad due to the traffic lights regulating.Jed nodded. It would waste time but he couldn't just abandon his friends. However, Ben spoke up, "Never mind. We'll get off here. I already hired a designated driver from Uber."He raised his hand to show the tracking device on the phone that indicated the driver was nearby. Whatever Jed had to attend dressed so formally was important so they couldn't mess that up."See you later," Eric waved as they closed the door. Jed gave them a grateful smile and waved back."Boss—""To the conference center. Don't exceed your speed limit but get me there as soon as possible."They got to the major conference center in Philadelphia some minutes later and Jed got out of the car. He waited for the chauffeur to drive the vehicle to the car park as he was going to drive home himself later. Whil
Jed was speechless. He tilted his head and reached up to stroke his nose, an act he does subconsciously but suddenly remembered he had a mask on.'Aren't you going to assist this humble user of yours?' he asked cheekily. 'Ping!''Vendetta believes this user will do just fine.'Jed facepalmed. This dang system spoke so innocently that it was almost hilarious."Listen attentively to the rules! The security guards are waiting to throw out anyone that doesn't abide by the rules. So even if you are a Baron, a wealthy mogul or magnate, your identities are only effective outside this place."The faces of the traders changed after hearing M.C's words. But they couldn't refute. After all, it was true. They can only act on their identities outside the conference center."Each trader is going to be given a total of a hundred grand. You only have twenty minutes to purchase as many antiques as you can."The crowd murmured again hearing the short period of time given for the event. But what did the
About a quarter of the traders were reduced after this first eviction round. Other traders witnessed how their competitors were thrown out without mercy and tightened their stance.This was only the first round and so many traders have already been evicted. Jed looked around and happened to make eye contact with the man from earlier. His huge lips curled up in a sneer as he snorted at Jed.Fine! This brat managed to survive this round because it was too easy. Let's see how he'll cope with the difficulty later.Jed chuckled hearing his thoughts. He mused to himself, "Old man, did anyone ever tell you the red mask on your face is ugly? It really makes your obese figure stand out."If only the man was close enough to hear what he said, one could be sure he would probably crush Jed with his obese figure!"Alright... Alright. Attention please," The hall quietened at the voice of the MC. "Moving on to the next round—"He glanced down at the tab on the podium in front of him. "The next comp
"Hmph! Don't touch me. I'll leave myself."As the winner was announced, those that lost were also evicted. Some walked out haughtily while others looked crestfallen.But these didn't matter to other traders remaining. They clapped their hands and smiled in a false show of affection but each of their cunning eyes were darting around.They wanted to know who the trader with the placard 20J was. Jed wasn't so foolish not to sense their malicious intentions so in order not to arouse suspicion, he joined the crowd and clapped along.Whether it was a coincidence or not, he made eye contact with that chubby man from earlier again and the latter didn't look too pleased to see him again.It seems like this brat had more guts than he had estimated!"Old Lord, it seems like w really underestimated your lad. He really has some guts!"The old men that had protested that J.J didn't stand a chance amongst experienced traders were slapped in the face and could only admit their wrong judgment.Lord of