Bab 229: Chapter 229 – Rude Streamers

The day had arrived.

On the morning of May 15th, Max stretched his body in the living room, warming himself up without doing any strenuous activity. He wanted to be in top shape in the tournament.

While stretching, he looked at his message. Unexpectedly, many people contacted him this morning, especially those who knew he would enter the Midnight Heist's tournament.

[Flexy: Yo, buddy. Good luck with the tournament. If you win, we will celebrate it with a tomahawk steak, hahaha!]

[Lily: Max… Good luck. I prepared a surprise if you win.]

[StoneSword: May luck be with you. Lily pestered me to send a message. But I genuinely thought you would do fine even without it. Win this tournament.]

[MadLad: Dude, you must win. I am unable to participate because my Tier dropped yesterday, thanks to trolls. Win, for my sake! I need to boast to others that I have bested you in basketball twice!]