I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1293: Hungry Wolf

"Kid, you’re blocking my view!"

The man said this and immediately swung a punch at you. You caught his fist with one hand, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up. At that moment, your expression turned icy as you coldly said, "Tell me, how can I make money here?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

The man showed a terrified expression but soon started yelling hysterically, "Get up there and fight! Win just one match, and you’ll earn five thousand galaxy coins!"

"Thanks."

You set the man down and slowly moved toward the arena. The two people in the ring were mediocre fighters, with no real skill. You figured it would take just a few seconds to take them both down. With that thought, you leaped lightly into the arena with a flamboyant move. Amid the crowd’s increasingly frenzied shouts, you launched your attack on the two fighters.

The two fighters had been locked in a stalemate, but the moment you stepped into the ring, you took them down with just a few moves.

Amid the ecstatic cheers of the crowd, you shouted loudly, "Come on! Who else?!"

The spectators, accustomed to such brash behavior, weren’t surprised. Soon, others began jumping into the arena. However, they were a ragtag bunch, unable to last ten seconds against you.

You stood in the ring for ten minutes, and still, no one dared approach. Suddenly, a short man with a smile on his face grabbed a loudspeaker and announced to the crowd, "Today’s champion has been decided! It’s the warrior standing in the ring right now. He will receive fifty thousand galaxy coins, courtesy of our association!"

Money had come so easily—even you hadn’t expected it.

When you took the blue crystal card handed to you by the man, he turned to the crowd and shouted, "As per tradition, if he can defeat Hungry Wolf tonight, he will become the new Hungry Wolf! And we will award him with a virgin and five hundred thousand galaxy coins!"

By now, the crowd was boiling over, shouting persistently, "Hungry Wolf! Hungry Wolf!"

You followed the short man to a lounge, and the noise from outside was immediately cut off upon entering the room.

The short man continued smiling as he faced you, "I see you’re new here. You must not be familiar with our rules. In our underground casino, we operate on strength—not sentiment or morals. As long as you have strength, you’re the top dog. Tonight, you’ll challenge our strongest warrior, Hungry Wolf. Win, and you’ll be the new Hungry Wolf. But lose, and you’ll face death."

"Hmph, Hungry Wolf? I’ll take on as many as you’ve got," you replied, a look of arrogant confidence on your face.

"Young man, don’t be impulsive. Every Hungry Wolf is an extremely powerful warrior, unlike those soft targets you dealt with earlier. Behind every combatant, there’s a massive wager—a wager big enough to buy the entire Asia University. Because the participants are all major players, these bets are absolutely fair and impartial. If you win, the fifty thousand galaxy coins will be deposited into this blue crystal card, registered under your name. However, you’ll also face repeated challenges—once a month, at varying levels of intensity. Each time you win, you’ll earn another fifty thousand galaxy coins. Additionally, you can pick whichever woman you fancy here."

"Take me to see them now," you said with a smirk.

"Hmm?" The short man paused briefly, then nodded, "Alright, since you’re so confident."

The short man led you deeper into the Underground City. To your surprise, the air here was even fresher than it was above ground. The short man explained, "Our master dislikes polluted air, so he purchased several Mind Grass plants from Dreamland Forest. Mind Grass is said to not only purify air but also have excellent healing effects on humans."

"Dreamland Forest? What sort of place is that?"

"I’m not sure either—I’ve only heard about it in passing. I’m just an underling and don’t get involved in such matters, sorry."

"Don’t worry about it. I’m just curious." Your impression of the short man improved, and the invisible distance between the two of you seemed to narrow. "By the way, I don’t know your name yet."

"I’m Number 15. I’m an artificial human," Number 15 replied with a smile.

"Artificial human!"

You almost exclaimed aloud. You were, of course, familiar with the term. Experiments on artificial humans began centuries ago, though conducted in secrecy. Due to the complexity and high cost of creating artificial humans, they were rare in society. Even those that existed were indistinguishable from ordinary humans.

The earliest artificial humans were modified from living humans. Centuries later, perhaps humanity had achieved the ability to create artificial humans out of nothing. Despite your curiosity, you decided it wasn’t appropriate to inquire further into someone’s personal matters.

"We’re here."

Number 15 opened the door, and a distinctive fragrance immediately wafted toward you. Curious, you stepped inside.

To your surprise, the room was empty—save for one flower, a purple flower sitting in a pot. The room’s decor was simple: a low table in the center with the purple flower pot on top, surrounded by sofas.

"Why is there no one here?"

You asked.

"Please wait a moment."

Number 15 retrieved a small handheld remote from somewhere and pressed a green button. Suddenly, a wall in the room opened up, revealing a giant screen.

"Here are ten candidates for your selection. Huh?"

As Number 15 spoke, a muscular man appeared on the screen. He brazenly picked up a woman nearby, assaulting her with his hands and feet in an unruly manner.

"Number 17, this is Number 15. What’s going on over there? Why did you let him inside?"

"He... He’s too strong. I couldn’t fight him off. Quick, report to the master!"

"Got it!" Number 15 immediately activated the main communication line, "Master, are you there?"

"Here’s the situation: the previous Hungry Wolf broke the rules and barged into the candidates’ quarters... Yes, I understand." Number 15 displayed great respect toward this master, nodding deferentially even when using the wireless system.

"Apologies. Please wait here a moment."

With those words, Number 15 walked out.

Before long, you saw on the screen that Number 15, looking solemn, approached the muscular man. By now, the man had torn the woman’s clothes. Seeing Number 15 enter, he erupted into arrogant laughter.

As for what was said between them, you couldn’t tell—the screen seemed to have deliberately muted the audio.

But then you witnessed something unforgettable. The muscular man, apparently enraged by Number 15’s interference, swung a punch at him. Just as you thought Number 15 might be sent flying, he effortlessly caught the man’s fist with one hand. His eyes flashed with a glint, and suddenly, the man found himself encased in a blue energy ball. In mere seconds, Number 15 hoisted the man and carried him out of the room.

The sheer power demonstrated by Number 15 stunned you.

At the same time, you understood one thing: in this world, cutting-edge technology had clearly surpassed many antiquated notions.

"Apologies for the delay." Just seconds later, Number 15 entered the room, carrying the man. He deactivated the energy ball and tossed him onto the sofa. "Sir, the master is displeased with your behavior. If you insist on continuing, I’ll have no choice but to expel you permanently."