Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer Chapter 1412 - Raccoon

Chapter 1412 - Racc.o.o.n

Grivon left after chatting some time with Grivon. By the time he came back the arena is already set up and there is even a formation to view the battles to the audience back in the Gambling den.

He was really impressed with how Gwan had done this quickly.

The day of the battle. At dawn, the manager of the gambling den who is acting as a special referee for the battle met with Gwan.

"You stepped big this time and you are gambling a lot. You wouldn't be able to go back now. This one moment will either kill you or bring you to new heights.

I hope whatever you are fighting for is worth all of this trouble."

"I hope it is worth it too. I don't know what too over me, but that armor is something that will not just change me. It will change the power and ability of our whole organization. We would be able to triumph over the deadlock our peers set up for us.

We would be able to earn money that we have never seen before.

We would be able to cross the resource barrier we have for the top-level executives that are stuck at the same level for a long time.

This is the key for all of it."

"And you want to be the one to obtain that key? When did you care so much about the glory? You were a gambler who is happy-go-lucky all this while. Why take this risk?"

"I am a gambler and that is why I take these risks."

"No, you are just gambling. One thing I know about gamblers is that they convince themselves that they are risking it for something great and something better, but no. They are just gambling. They are just satisfying their craving to gamble and looking for a shortcut and luck to turn the tide and win by some kind of miracle that never existed.

I really do hope that you win, but a part of me wants you to lose so that you wouldn't go near that again."

"Thank you for your concern. But I made preparations. I am not just simply gambling. I have plotted for this and went against every personal rule I set for myself when I gamble. This is me trying to win this armor."

"Maybe you could have found other ways. In my opinion, you are just trying to find a shortcut for your glory through gambling the fortune of your family. And it is not really a good thing."

With those words, the manager left and went to his seat on the wall from where he could access all the screens for the battles within the arena.

Gwan couldn't help but take a moment to digest the whole situation. Now only did he realize what kind of gamble he took. If he really lost this, his immediate family will lose all the power. They wouldn't have money to bribe and keep the supporting faction they have.

It would make his endeavor to become the head of the organization nothing more than a pipe dream.

As he was thinking Grivon came and said.

"It seems like young master Gwan is finally getting worried. With how confident you were when proposing the bet, I thought you were so confident about your victory.

I was worried a bit. Now, it seems like you have a shed of worry too."

"Of course, I have. I am betting a century's worth of fortune against a single blueprint that might or might not help me. I realized how risky it was betting like this."

"Well, you realized too late. Sorry about that."

"I am going to win this anyway."

With that, both of them went to their seats and gave the beast bags to different attendants who started moving on the wall.

They to half-an-hour to move to different parts of the wall and let the beasts from the beast bags go.

"Ten beasts each and the first to have all ten of those gone will be the loser. The battle has started."

The manager spoke softly. Grivon and Gewin's seats are nearby so they heard him clearly. There is a formation in front of the manager and a few people sitting around it as they tried to display what is happening in different places.

It is an extremely large formation and since it is a rush job, they couldn't install a proper formation that could give a live feed, so they are using some formation masters that controlled the formation spirit to project the image.

Inside the image, they could see different beasts roaming around.

Surprisingly there are five apes that belonged to Gwan.

"You went all out with these apes, haven't you? I heard that your ape collection is something that you don't take out lightly. You are being serious."

"Of course, I am," Gwan said calmly.

At this moment. The five apes are seen moving together as if they are training and they are covered with some kind of armor.

An armor is definitely not something a beast would have naturally, but that is something Grivon didn't mind. There are many people who give drugs to the beasts and used barding for their bodies, it is not that uncommon in the beast fight arena.

But what he saw next rattled him a bit.

The apes met with each other and ran to a very specific site out of the blue as they started hitting the ground.

As he frowned and watched as the apes started digging out. One ape in particular which is the earth element one made it easier for the rest and a bunch of weapons were unearthed from under there.

Five weapons. A mace, a hammer, a large staff, an ax, and finally a large metal club.

Grivon, the manager, and the subordinates were all stumped. They didn't expect that Gwan would arrange such a thing.

"A cheap trick from the king of gamblers? That is surprising."

Grivon said casually.

"I didn't store these weapons here after I made the bet. They were placed by my subordinates here before the bet was even proposed. I just picked the place and I don't even know the specific location. The apes found the weapons themselves and according to the contract it is a fair game."

Gwan defended himself, but inside he is burning up. He knew better than anyone else that he is simply bulls.h.i.+tting.

He is the reason why the weapons are here in the first place. He just wanted to dodge it because of how petty and underhanded he was being. He used a trick that many of his compet.i.tors previously used on him to get some additional advantage in a bet.

This is disgraceful even for him.

But for the sake of winning, he didn't care about anything. He just wanted to win this and get that armor and he wants to get that through the gamble.

This weird obsession he had. One could guess that it is not about the armor, it is about getting something big through gambling. 

Grivon looked at him and smiled to himself.

He is looking at something that is described by Sam. The man here has been gambling since he was a teenager and ever since he has been trying to win something big. He has been craving the victory that he needs. He said that once the man sees the armor blueprint, everything will be done by itself.

The man did the job to screw himself over.

He couldn't control the urge to gamble for something this big. He has been trying to prove to others that his gambling addiction is not exactly a problematic addiction rather something that is beneficial.

But no matter how big and how much he earned, his net profit is barely pa.s.sable. Other youngsters his age are earning more than him without the risk of losing everything with proper businesses.

He has been starving for this victory for way too long and now it is showing. His track record of not cheating once has been broken. It shows how much he is looking forward to this.

As he was thinking, he saw apes start tracking down.

The five apes are of a very different kind. Different elements, different strengths. But one of them has the sense of smell that is even better than the felines and canines and the other has the sense for a sound that it could hear the footsteps from a dozen kilometers away.

They are tracking towards one of the beasts Grivon released. The Golden Wolf actually and it seems like Gwan has given particular orders about it.

They are targeting the wolf first because it is the most troublesome in his opinion, but Grivon is not focused on that. In fact, he is looking at something else entirely.

There is one particular beast. A large snake that belongs to Gwan moving towards one particular place.

At that spot, there is a small racc.o.o.n standing.. A racc.o.o.n is a bit bigger than a normal racc.o.o.n and a body full of black fur.