On the platform, Kenneth Boyd had indeed heard Evan's words clearly. Despite his swollen face and clouded mind, the mention of money caused him to halt abruptly. "You know how much they're paying me?"Evan's lips curled into a smirk. "I don't.""Are you toying with me?" Kenneth Boyd's eyes flashed with murderous rage as he continued to inch closer."I genuinely don't know, because there's no need for me to know. Whatever they're paying you is merely pocket change to me," Evan replied, his expression morphing into an enigmatic smile as he observed Kenneth Boyd's approach.Kenneth Boyd didn't respond verbally, but his advancing steps noticeably slowed, and his face grew increasingly somber, as if a storm was brewing beneath the surface.Evan shrugged, his eyes gleaming with disdain. "Please, direct your attention to the main screen in the arena."If my words fail to enlighten you, perhaps my actions will, Evan thought to himself.As Evan spoke, his demeanor remained unnervingly calm, ye
Viewers at home sat slack-jawed, unable to close their gaping mouths.$800 million!This enigmatic masked figure had casually dispensed such an astronomical sum. Just how vast was his fortune if he treated $800 million as mere pocket change?Truly, poverty limits one's imagination!Kenneth Boyd's expression grew grave. This masked man had now transferred $800 million – ten times the amount Fred Gonzalez had offered him.By his own standards, this $800 million could secure the services of ten grandmaster-level fighters like himself, more than enough to utterly annihilate him.A chill ran down his spine as realization dawned. Had this young man been trying to convey all along that he was an entity beyond Kenneth's capacity to offend?He raised his eyes to meet Evan's, only to find the youth regarding him with a playful smirk.Suddenly, it all clicked into place.Yes! This young man had indeed been warning him all along. He was someone Kenneth couldn't afford to antagonize. Even without
"Wait, Mr. Smith! There's one more thing I need to report," Adam hurriedly interjected as Evan was about to hang up. "Our surveillance caught Kenneth Boyd rushing out after your departure. He was reportedly muttering Fred Gonzalez's name with intense animosity.""Noted. If Kenneth Boyd returns, direct him to me," Evan acknowledged with a nod.Naturally, Kenneth Boyd had gone to settle scores with Fred Gonzalez. Rumor had it he single-handedly incapacitated the entire Kongtong Boxing Sect. He later sought out Evan, claiming his actions against Fred Gonzalez were merely in gratitude for Evan sparing his life, without mentioning any financial compensation.Following his call with Evan, Adam promptly announced to everyone that the mysterious masked contestant number 13 would no longer participate in any future matches.This news electrified the remaining contestants.After all, the enigmatic number 13 had been an overwhelming presence. With him in the competition, these ordinary fighters
"Super Divine Alchemy?"Evan found himself dumbfounded. While he had anticipated that the Super Cooking Technique would prove beneficial in the future, he hadn't foreseen such an immediate and magnificent surprise!Alchemy—the stuff of ancient emperors' dreams and a divine skill in fantasy novels!It was beyond his wildest imagination that the Super Cooking Technique, acquired for a mere 50 Super Rich Coins, would react so spectacularly with the Godlike Medical Technique, spontaneously generating such a prodigious ability!What's more, this derivative Alchemy skill was retained alongside the two original techniques. It was as if he had procured two skills for the price of 50 Super Rich Coins, with Super Divine Alchemy typically commanding a price of 1,000 Super Rich Coins in the Superpower Market!"Not bad at all!""Let's delve into the specifics of this Super Divine Alchemy!"Evan's enthusiasm for the Super Cooking Technique had waned, supplanted by an intense curiosity about Super D
He employed a variety of cooking methods—pan-frying, stir-frying, braising, and deep-frying—to coax out the unique flavors of each of the eighteen ingredients.Next, he meticulously layered the prepared dishes into a large clay pot, adding precise amounts of superior stock and wine to allow the flavors to meld harmoniously.He then sealed the pot with fragrant lotus leaves before placing it over a gentle flame to simmer.Ordinarily, preparing Buddha Jumps Over the Wall would be an extremely challenging endeavor. However, with his newly acquired Super Cooking Technique, Evan found the process as effortless as a world-class chef preparing a simple dish of stir-fried potato strips.As the dish simmered over a low flame, Bella and Ava, having primped and preened, arrived at Evan's Riverside Villa.Possessing a key to the villa, Bella let herself in without knocking. Upon entering, she called out teasingly:"Brother, didn't you say you'd cook for Ava and me? Don't tell me you've given up a
"Well, what do you think? Is my cooking passable?" Evan couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at their enraptured expressions. The Super Cooking Technique was truly miraculous!"Passable? It's far beyond that!" the women exclaimed in unison. "We're at a loss for words. You've elevated this dish to a hundred times its inherent value. It's truly a celestial delicacy!"Simultaneously, both women found themselves entertaining similar thoughts: the woman who married Evan would be blessed with a lifetime of culinary delights. They resolved to redouble their efforts to win his affection.It seemed that exquisite cuisine could not only capture a man's heart through his stomach but also ensnare a woman's heart just as effectively.As if sensing their thoughts, Evan's lips curled into a mischievous smirk, his gaze filled with affection. "If you enjoy it so much, I'd be happy to cook for you every day, whenever I have the time.""Really?" Bella gazed at Evan with admiration, while Ava's eyes s
Evan rose languidly and made his way to the underground garage, once again opting for the formidable Bugatti Veyron. As he settled into the driver's seat and pressed the accelerator, the mechanical beast roared to life, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow, heading straight for Lumina City Airport.En route, he attempted to call Daisy, only to find her phone switched off.Frowning, Evan dialed Adam again. "Adam, why is Daisy's phone off?""Rest assured, Mr. Smith. Miss Daisy is fine. Our company's employee just reported that her phone was damaged when it fell during the bodyguards' intervention this afternoon. She's now checked into a hotel, and her harasser hasn't been seen."Adam's voice carried a note of reverence and trepidation.Steering with one hand, Evan glanced at the blurring landscape and spoke calmly:"Have our employee keep vigil outside Daisy's hotel room all night. Ensure her safety at all costs. Reward him with $5 million upon his return. Also, send me th
Upon entering the auction venue, Evan found an unmarked seat in a secluded corner at the back. He settled in, patiently awaiting both the commencement of the auction and Daisy's arrival.During the ensuing half-hour, he observed a parade of influential figures passing by. Naturally, he recognized none of them, nor did he feel any inclination or necessity to make their acquaintance. After all, he himself was now a figure of considerable importance, surpassing even those in attendance!Yet, amidst the ebb and flow of the crowd, Daisy remained conspicuously absent. After a moment's contemplation, understanding dawned on him—the grand hall was divided into two levels, with the upper floor consisting entirely of private boxes. The VIPs who had entered earlier had all ascended to the second floor, undoubtedly to occupy these exclusive suites.As the President of Clark Group, Daisy would have arrived even earlier than himself. In all likelihood, she was already ensconced in one of the upstai