Pro Wrestling System

The next day after the Grindhouse superstars arrived back at Capside Centre, Arnold and his friends spent time celebrating, drinking, and eating in delight.

With the white and gold title right in his hands, Arnold let out a wide smile moments after moments, his eyes shining bright.

The excitement only got deeper when Arnold's mom and sister called, their voice sounding sharp and bold, revealing their happiness.

For the first time in his life, Arnold felt like he was on top of the world. He felt so happy and relaxed as if he just won himself a billion-dollar mansion.

For someone who had suffered so much at his young age in a poor family, acting that way wasn't so strange.

Every achievement, every win, every honor, felt like a ticket to immortality for this kind of people... And Arnold was just like one of them.

With the way his name was spreading across the city and the internet, his heart couldn't help but beat fast... All in joy and shock.

Someone who picked dumped metals.

Someone who was the son of an unknown inferior Californian...

Who knew he could become the face of the Grindhouse low-level roster one day?

As the weakest student at Rising Impact University, the expectations had even been dead than considered. If not for the officials who had picked him, today, Arnold wouldn't have been standing here as champion.

"I will drink, eat..."

"... And drink more!"

Arnold laughed. Mark, Lila, and the others who had joined also laughed loud not to spoil the fun. Thus, they drank until it was already even getting late.

From dawn to dusk, Arnold enjoyed himself, celebrating.

He decided to give his body enough rest and sleep early to wake up late. After so many beatings from Jerry Blaze, he really needed it.

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There was a noticeable reduction in pain and stress after he woke up the next morning. Although he had seen a doctor after the match, the system had also helped in relieving the pain as quickly as more than natural.

Feeling better, Arnold was visibly glad.

A Grindhouse weekly show was to happen tonight, and he needed to make a speech to the fans after his championship win. Although it was optional for the management, Arnold personally wanted to make a ring speech.

The large crowd did good in cheering him up when he was down, they certainly deserve his gratitude. After all, anyone in pursuit of the love of the fans wouldn't hesitate to do this.

Arnold wanted their love, so he had to do it.

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(Credit Alert: Grindhouse Wrestling sent you $2500).

Arnold received a credit alert on his phone, having to take a look only to see that he actually received the Omega Championship Bonus.

(Account Balance: $5780).

With over five thousand dollars in his account, Arnold already considered himself a rich man. It even got to the point when suddenly became confused about what to do with them.

Actually, it wasn't as if he had no financial problems to fix, Arnold didn't want to "get and spend" just like that. If he continued that way, he knew he wouldn't achieve much in his career.

With a ponder, he considered certain things.

"When I get some issues in place, I'll start a business of my own," Arnold declared.

He had admired most top wrestling superstars who became entrepreneurs, stock traders, and even actors.

Well, if Arnold had the opportunity, having to do these at the side of actual professional wrestling wouldn't be too challenging.

To him, it would bring more money after all.

"Surely, I'll become a boss of my own one day," this was what he said before getting up and preparing for the day.

Arnold now had the time to check his pages and different messages on different platforms. However, he never paid much attention because some were detectable messages from scammers.

FACEBOOK:

(Max Fury: 21k followers).

INSTAGRAM:

(Max Fury: 14k followers).

TWITTER:

(Max Fury: 10.2k followers).

TIKTOK:

(Max Fury: 11k followers).

Arnold was astonished by the skyrocketing of his page's improvement. He never thought it could get to this so quickly, no one could even have such expectations.

However, just by the way he fought relentlessly in every match, would that not make people love his passion?

Although Arnold might not have known, the Grindhouse universe was getting their heart won by him.

To be more certain, even the top shows were already hearing about this new guy. But anyway, things only go on with the natural system of time...

(Mrs May: Congratulations Max, I'm so proud of you, boy! We, the Rising Impact University Staff Board are so proud of you).

(Audrey: Congratulations bro! Dad would be so proud wherever he is. *Tears and heart emoji*).

(Greyhams Superstar Show: We wish you well, Max Fury. Congrats!).

(Karl: Congratulations best friend... I hope to come back to us soon!)

Arnold smiled to many, overlooked some, and frowned at few. Karl's message was one of those he got mad at.

Although he didn't have an issue with getting congratulated for winning a title from him, the fact that the traitor still brought back issues of him coming back to them as friends made Arnold want to crazy.

"Stupid idiot!" He cursed.

Not wanting the messages to ruin his peace, he scrolled up and moved to other messages.

He made sure he checked his message log on every platform including Twitter to prevent losing any useful opportunity.

He had just become a champion, so it was clear that interview and endorsement invites could be coming in.

As if like he knew, Arnold got several messages from different shows and a company for an endorsement, making him jump in joy.

"Yes! Huhu, yeah!"

It wasn't as if he would like to remain poor...

Money must be made!

While Arnold clicked on one message to read, a call suddenly popped in...

(Unknown contact: 07-45558331).

It was an unknown call.

Although it wasn't considered save, Arnold was bold enough to pick the call.

And when he did, a familiar masculine voice sounded from the other hand.

"Despite my efforts to take you down, you fortunately still fought and won. Interesting!"

Arnold's eyes glowed.

"But I just want you to know one thing, friend. I WILL continue to make life miserable for you... Until I get what's rightfully mine!"

"Beware... Max."

Beep.

The call suddenly ended before Arnold could utter a word. With his eyes widely opened in shock, Arnold muttered to himself, complicatedly.

"B... B... Ben?"