THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapter 491. Making a Bigger Scene

When Sam saw the killing intent coming from the man in the fighting audience, he knew his plan was working.

He wanted to make a continuous feud with a group of fighters and make it as the basis of his awakening in this arena.

He would raise his rank and he would increase his income at the same time, so Arena would see him as an asset and an asset that could not be disposed of at all.

Although, he would have to find a way to pass through the Arena and enter the city to get more information and his methods would vary based on the person sitting on top of this Arena and controlling this entire business, he said, but the basics are definitely based on him being too heavily involved in the Arena.

Because, no matter who operated the Arena, he was definitely not the top one in the city, he was probably one of the descendants of a higher city, but not the top one in the pyramid, either, if that was the case then the plan would be easy and even if not, it would be a little more difficult.

But that won't stop his plan.

So, for the next few days, all Sam did was offend the other Iron Level fighters and compete openly right in front of the Arena and the same audience came day after day. What surprised Sam was that he did not even need to use elemental energy once.

Except for one time, he used the Phantom move to initiate hostilities, he did not use a single element attack. They all started thinking that he was a fighter and that included Fidi.

After a week, seven continuous easy wins later, Sam made a loud proclamation in the arena.

“I have defeated seven Iron-Level fighters and no one has forced me to use elemental energy. I want to ask, are there any true fighters in Iron-Level? Shit, I'm getting bored. I want to challenge all these people in one day.

A full day at the Arena, I will defeat all the remaining Iron-Level fighters, I hope our supervisor can handle it."

Sam walked away as he left these words behind.

The audience was astonished, but they were all burning in excitement. When Sam got backstage, Fidi was very panicked. He had not expected Sam to say such a thing and make all the Iron-Level fighters his enemies.

"Are you crazy? Why did you say that? Do you think it's easy to start a fight like that? With your current rank, you will have to fight at least twenty-five more to defeat all the Iron Level fighters."

"This is twenty-five. Please don't panic. Just go to your boss, tell him that I want to do that. After three days, when Arman has defeated the next three opponents and risen to Bronze level, I will fight all that remains.

Imagine what the show was like? Besides Bonuses, don't you think you'll be able to attract the attention of the city's top dogs?

Just announce the fight and make this information flow throughout the city. Invite the top dogs as special guests with no entrance fee.

Do you know what kind of attention you will get?

Sir, if you want me to be honest, I'll tell you something. The arena did not get its full potential. No top dog comes here and watches the fight because there is no excitement in the fight.

I will bring that joy. Go and ask your boss and tell him to accept this and send an invitation to the top dogs, if it doesn't follow the rules, buy a ticket to all the top dogs from my money, I've saved up from the last five fights and I'll pay out of my personal pocket if you want.

Just trust it and I will show you what the real income is. If this doesn't work out, then I will never take a fight bonus of any kind for the rest of the Arena."

Sam said confidently and Fidi could do nothing but follow. Because deep down he wanted to see what was going to happen.

No fighter would dare to do that in the Arena and the Arena had been around for a long time.

He was a bit worried though. But still, he was brave and went to see the boss.

When he met her and explained everything, the boss sat there in contemplation. He thought whether it would work or not.

"Are you sure he wants to do that?"

"Yes. Not only that, I think we can invite all the Duke and Nobles and if possible, the Imperial family to fight."

"No sir, think about it. You and your older brother are the future head of the family. But he was given more privileges than you.

You know that in your family, the young master sent to the Arena is none other than a talent scout for your family.

They are here to make money and at the same time train, the fighters in this competitive environment and eventually your family will absorb it.

They never got a fair chance for the position of head of the family and I think the one who is crazy about this battle is your ticket to get out of this situation.

All you have to do is, be a talent scout and this person is a great talent. From what I see, he has no restrictions when it comes to fighting. We can use him as a grindstone for the other fighters.

If he can do this, let's test our elites and make the Arena known to the nobles and other Imperial families. If we can do this, we can sell some of them to other families for enough support.

Who wouldn't need a human elite as their subordinate?"

It turned out that his boss was another young master. If Sam knew all this information, then the situation would turn out to be different. A young master with a desire for power but no power, this was an ideal puppet to play with.

But it won't be too late when he finally finds out.

"Let's do it." The young master thought hard before answering.

Fidi bowed and said.

"Boss Shutter. I assure you, this will definitely benefit you in your aspiration to become Mr. Rana in the household and it won't be long. You won't regret it."

Fidi manages to portray Sam's idea as his own and achieves what he wants before leaving.

He returned to Sam's residence and agreed to it. For the next two days, the fights were already registered so, they could do this three days later, that was what Sam wanted.

At night, Sam and Arman went to the dining room where the Iron Level fighters had their dinner. They were all staring at them threateningly and if not for the guards and servants living there, they would have started a fight.

But Sam's provocation did not help the situation. He continued to provoke them as if it was his life motto.

The next morning, Fidi came to him and gave him a warning.

"Don't arbitrarily provoke others, there are still three days for this to happen. You don't want to be wasted by those who gang up on you."

"Master, you're not fair here. Am I the only one provoking? With all the killing intent, you want me to remain silent. If it's outside, I'll kill them all."

"Then what do you think is the solution to this?"

"How about this? We will eat with the staff in their dining room. You don't have to worry about your safety and we can eat quietly."

Fidi thought for a moment and agreed before she left.

He didn't notice the grin on Sam's face before he left. Because Sam directly offended all these people just to achieve this. He wanted to enter the staff dining room.

Because the staff talks while eating more than just talk. They were the source of the information and as such, Fidi had no idea what he was doing. He let the person who relied on information to destroy his enemy go and stay for thirty consecutive minutes in one of the biggest sources of information in the city.

Over the next three days, Sam went to the staff dining room and heard many things. If not for the fact that he did not create a small device that could help him eavesdrop, he would have made some serious information gathering.

He also realized how much he relied on the shadow rats and decided to refine these things, once he got out of this place.