Prodigal System in the Flourishing City
Chapter 515 - 513: Those Seven Words [Fifth Update, Bonus for 50,000 Star Reward]

Chapter 515: Chapter 513: Those Seven Words [Fifth Update, Bonus for 50,000 Star Reward]

"Get me thirty of them."

Lu Xiaobu’s request startled Zhou Kun on the spot.

One for three hundred and twenty thousand, thirty would be nine million six hundred thousand, almost ten million!

Spending ten million to buy computers?!

And those fragile hearts nearby, just soothed by Lu Xiaobu, were instantly bruised all over again.

Young Master Bu, you really weren’t lying!

When you’ve got money, you can indeed do whatever you want!

The computers that we only dare look at and not even touch, you ask for thirty in one go!

To us, they are luxuries; to you, they’re wholesale goods!

"Young Master Bu, what do you need so many for?!"

Zhou Kun asked in perplexity.

"It’s nearly time for the competition, for use on-site!"

Lu Xiaobu shrugged his shoulders: "Plus, each of my men should have one too, right?"

"This..."

Zhou Kun was somewhat speechless, using computers worth three hundred and twenty thousand each for a competition, truly extravagant!

Aren’t the competitions all about making do as long as they work!

The people at the scene twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Can’t afford to provoke, can’t afford to provoke.

"Alright then."

Zhou Kun could only agree: "But Young Master Bu, we can’t get that many on short notice, we might have to wait."

"No worries, not in a hurry."

Lu Xiaobu waved his hand: "Just get it ready, when the time comes, deliver them directly to the venue, OK."

Another wasteful splurge of just under ten million, feeling elated.

The opportunities to spend wasteful amounts are growing more and more, without being wasteful, simply can’t hold up!

"Alright, you guys take your time, I’m off."

Lu Xiaobu said, waving to the audience.

"Young Master, your hair has gotten a bit long, should I call the stylist to give you a haircut?"

Liang Lan said as she walked out with Lu Xiaobu.

"Okay, the same pretentious one as last time?"

Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes and said.

"Uh... yes."

Liang Lan said helplessly.

"Damn it, he has the nerve to come back, what’s the difference between a ten thousand haircut and one for twenty bucks at a street stall?!"

Lu Xiaobu was fuming thinking about that hairstylist.

"Shall we find a new one then?"

Liang Lan pondered and said.

"Too lazy to change, just tell him, if this time it’s no different, I might as well get a street stall barber to cut it, see where he puts his face!"

Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes as he spoke.

Their conversation clearly reached the ears of the people around.

A couple, deep in thought about whether to switch to a newly released CPU worth eight thousand, heard this and silently put down the CPU, squatting to the side to draw circles.

The two of them struggled over an eight thousand CPU.

But there, on Lu Xiaobu’s head, that hairstyle that really made no difference from the twenty-buck ones on the street, cost ten thousand.

Their hearts, oh so cold!

...

After leaving the computer exhibition, getting a haircut, and cursing out the stylist,

Lu Xiaobu said: "Let’s go, check out our pro players; I’ve got everything set up this side, if they lose, it will be just as embarrassing."

"Yes, Young Master, shall I let them know?"

Liang Lan asked.

"No need, just quietly pop over for a look, so they don’t slack off and put on airs!" Lu Xiaobu waved his hand and said.

Why do emperors like to make incognito visits?!

Because of this annoying habit.

Once they hear someone’s coming, they prep all sorts, even clean the toilets goddamn twenty-seven times, terrified of any issues.

"Okay, Young Master, I’ll arrange it."

Liang Lan nodded.

There was silence all the way.

Since each professional team has its own club, they weren’t together.

The first club.

"Young Master Lu!?"

A man who was frowning and smoking at the entrance, who looked like a coach, exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Lu Xiaobu.

"Shh! I’m just here to take a look, keep it down!"

Lu Xiaobu signaled for silence with his gesture.

"Okay."

The coach hurriedly approached, "Young Master Lu, why didn’t you let us know you were coming?"

Perhaps in other circles, Lu Xiaobu’s reputation was not good, even terrible, but in the eSports circle alone, he absolutely has an excellent reputation.

After all, Lu Xiaobu was the man who personally carved a path for them out of the Dark Age of eSports!

"Didn’t I say it? Just having a look, don’t fuss."

Lu Xiaobu rolled his eyes, "How’s the team’s condition!?"

"Not very good, everyone is a bit anxious."

The coach sighed, "There’s too much pressure this time, it’s everyone’s first time on such a big stage, they are afraid of embarrassing you."

As he spoke, he opened the club’s door, "Young Master Lu, please!"

"Okay!"

Lu Xiaobu nodded and stepped in.

But!

He had only taken one step when he could no longer move, standing at the entrance as if he was a statue.

Liang Lan and the others were puzzled but looked up and also stopped in their tracks, their emotions visible churning in their eyes!

Do you know what they saw?

A banner.

Not any contention in a narrow path, not any eternal strive to be first.

But!

"Champions Dedicated to Lu Xiaobu"

A huge banner hanging in the middle of the hall, with these seven big characters written squarely on it, ensuring everyone could see it.

Looking at these seven characters, a surge of emotion was boiling within Lu Xiaobu’s heart.

It’s a strange emotion, indescribable whether it’s touched, gratified, or excited.

Anyway, his blood was heated by this emotion, burning hot!

"Did you hang this up?"

Lu Xiaobu asked softly.

You should know he was visiting incognito; there was no need for a pose.

"This was hung up by everyone."

The coach scratched his head, a grown man suddenly feeling a bit shy, "Everyone said, every time they see this sentence, it’s as if they have inexhaustible power! The hardship and tiredness of training seem a lot less tiresome and less hard!"

Their training wasn’t for money, wasn’t for honor!

It was for this man who led them out of the Dark Age, they must return it with a championship!

And these seven words were their spiritual pillar of fighting day and night for the past year!

Why, when there were online condemnations against Young Master Lu before, did not a single person from the eSports circle stand out?!

Because they disdain it, they scorn verbal disputes, they want to use concrete actions, solid trophies to tell those who didn’t believe in Young Master Lu!

In the eSports circle, this man is the heaven!

"Take me to have a look."

Lu Xiaobu reached out and patted the coach’s shoulder.

Although Lu Xiaobu was a generation younger than the coach.

Logically, this patronizing gesture from a junior to a senior could be very irritating and uncomfortable.

But at this moment, it was indescribably harmonious.

And the coach’s face was full of excitement.

This pat was recognition for them, their hardships were not in vain!

Worth it!!!

Lu Xiaobu walked into the training room.

The scene before his eyes made the emotional surges in his heart boil and roll non-stop!