Chapter 24: The Interview Proposal

Arnold had spent time in the gym, training ring, and the valley in preparation for the Fatal Five-way Elimination Match. Most times, he preferred to train alone, or he would just work out at midnight.The system urged him to focus more on his Agility, Endurance, and Attack Power which was undoubtedly going to be useful. Although it was as if his Strength wouldn't be useful, for a Fatal Five-way match, it was the least of what he needed.

[You have gained 1 point to your Agility.]

[You have gained 1 point to your Agility.]

[You have gained 1 point to your Attack Power.]

[You have gained 1 point to your Endurance.]

[You have gained 1 point to your Endurance.]

The more he trained hard, the more he gained more attribute points. He even tried practicing the common moves to perfect it and balance the time to rest.

Little did he know that some spy had taken pictures and videos of him, posting them on the internet.

(Wonder Newbie Max Fury is always in the gym working out.)

(He is so diligent and hardworking. Ensuring to win the triple threat match.)

(He is my crush... I love him so much. Please marry me, Max Fury!)

(I hope he could manage to eliminate a single person, his opponents are cruel fighters.)

Lila and Mark were the ones who showed him the posts. Facebook, Instagram, and TikTok were already blooming with fire as most content creators specializing in Professional Wrestling Entertainment made the pictures and videos go viral.

"Shit! I made sure I was the only one in the gym. I can only believe about the valley run," Arnold's eyes widened.

"Wait... How come they even got to capture me at midnight? Oh shit... I'm just a Grindhouse star and this is just happening???"

Arnold's face was turning dark.

"It should be a good thing that your pics and videos are going viral. I and Mark had trained day and night for several months, but no one noticed us," Lila said.

"It's obvious. After that incredible performance in the triple threat match, countless eyes have been on you," Mark smiled, "you should expect more of this."

Arnold sighed. "But... But I'm still surprised about how they got to even take my pictures at midnight. It was around 2 am then," he wondered.

"Do you think those guys do sleep? Hahaha. Who knows if they videoing us right now," Mark laughed playfully.

"You just have to overlook those things, Fury. This is simply the lifestyle of a superstar," Lila smiled at Arnold.

Arnold hesitated for a while and decided to overlook it. After all, it wasn't as if the posts were against him.

It was actually boosting his followers!

While he spending some time resting, a call suddenly rang on his phone.

(Unknown Contact: 077-4623049).

"Unknown contact??? Did I give my number to a stranger?" Arnold scratched the back of his head.

Pondering for a while, his eyes lit up.

"Mia, maybe it's her!"

Without hesitating, he quickly smashed the green icon.

"Good day, Max Fury. This is Greyhams Superstar Show. We are glad to offer a thousand dollars for an Exclusive Interview with you by 4 pm tomorrow. We hope you can accept our invite, a message will be dropped on your WhatsApp shortly."

The feminine voice on the other hand the phone sounded calm and polite to Arnold, but his reaction was a cold, disappointed glare.

The call ended as soon as she gave the information, leaving Arnold stunned.

"Greyhams Superstar Show? I haven't heard about this show before," he sniffed.

*Beep*

The notification of a message suddenly sounded, and Arnold quickly clicked on it.

(Greyhams Superstar Show is proposing an Exclusive Interview with you, sir. Please, let us know your response as soon as possible.)

Arnold stared speechlessly for a while, pondering.

"The next show would be the next day after tomorrow, I'm not sure I can make it. I have to prepare myself," Arnold muttered to himself.

[I think you should go for the interview, host. This could help you boost your popularity and would also earn you some money.]

[You will continue with the training when you are back.]

"But..."

"Okay... I will do it for the popularity and money," he decided.

(Max Fury: I accept your proposal. How long can the interview take?)

(Greyhams: Just a one-hour show on TV, thanks for the acceptance. We will need your account details as soon as possible.)

Arnold nodded and released his account details. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

(Arnold Gallagher Chuck, Smartwill Bank. 0078604132).

Just minutes after dropping the details, his bank alert sounded.

(Credit Alert: Greyhams Superstar Show sent you 1000 dollars.)

"Good enough, I think being a superstar is great."

Arnold smiled in delight.

Now he guessed that the pictures and videos of him working out had resulted in this. When he received the location address of the show, his eyes widened.

"Cincinnati, Ohio??? That's way too far!"

(We have sent a transport agent to you as we speak, you shouldn't worry mister.)

Although this left a relief, it was not until the transport agent arrived that Arnold's mind came to a relax.

They left early the next day to prevent wastage of time. The car was a black Toyota Land Cruiser Prado with beautiful red and white lights.

Only Arnold sat at the back of the car while the transporter drove. A calm smile appeared on his face as he felt the cold flow of the air conditioner, causing him to relax as though he was the rightful owner.

They zoomed out of the arena after Arnold informed the management and his friends, Mark and Lila. Cold stared were racing with the wheels as they zoomed off, however, only two traitors almost got their eyes burnt on seeing the disappearing vehicle.

.....

"Ah! That's a Toyota Land Cruiser Prado!!! How come he bought that so quickly??? He is a fraudster now?" Ben who had been watching for a while shouted in disbelief and hatred.

Karl who was standing believe him laughed out loud for a moment before voicing out.

"Are you blind now? Can't you see what was written on the car?"

"Huh???" Ben shrugged

"That's a Greyhams Superstar Show transport vehicle. It's clearly not his car."

Hearing what his friend said, Ben's face turned cold.

"Ohh..."

"But how come is he getting invited there?"