Chapter 192: The Green Group
Last Chapter Fixed.
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"That match alone is enough to become a phenomenal blockbuster."
"I’ve even thought of the title already...Breaking the Myth."
Quite a few people immediately lit up upon hearing the name. However, before they could continue discussing it, a secretary raised his communicator with a bitter smile.
"Everyone, I’m afraid we’re too late. The tournament officials have just replied. The Medical Wing has now been placed under the complete control of the Players Association."
"Until the conclusion of the tournament, all commercial organizations, entertainment companies, and media outlets are strictly prohibited from making contact with any contestants."
Hearing those words, the entire conference room was filled with sighs.
Clearly, the Players Association had anticipated today’s situation long ago and had taken countermeasures.
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Meanwhile, outside the Central Medical Wing.
The usually deserted corridor was now filled with representatives from every major faction. They maintained their distance from one another, but none of them showed any intention of leaving.
Some represented major corporations. Some represented the media. Some came from entertainment companies.
There were even quite a few representatives from prestigious academies and super guilds.
But without exception, every single one of them had been stopped outside the security perimeter.
More than a dozen Association staff members stood at the entrance with cold expressions.
"Sorry. No one is permitted to enter. Anyone who violates this order will have their spectator qualifications for this tournament revoked."
At those words, everyone immediately stepped back, not doubting their warning. As the governing body of all Awakened, the Players Association was even powerful enough to ban them from entering Ascension Mountain.
Just as the crowd continued waiting, the door opened.
A young boy no older than seventeen, with green hair and green eyes, dressed in casual clothing and sneakers, slowly stepped forward.
The moment everyone saw the green-haired young figure, their expressions changed almost simultaneously.
Even the Association staff members standing at the entrance immediately bowed respectfully the moment they saw the emblem.
The young boy merely nodded calmly before looking toward the depths of the Medical Wing, a meaningful glimmer flashing through his young eyes.
Though he didn’t say a word and simply stood there calmly, the originally somewhat noisy crowd outside the entire medical zone quickly fell silent at his appearance.
Quite a few heads of large corporations even involuntarily took half a step back, their gazes filled with shock and deep wariness as they looked at that young figure.
There was no one who did not recognize that signature green hair, and even more so, there was no one who did not know exactly what that emblem embedded with an emerald green Ancient Life Tree crest signified.
The Green Group.
One of the largest empires in the world and also a super conglomerate spanning dozens of industries including equipment, technology, aircraft, media, education, and high-end Awakened services. It was said that over thirty percent of the large-scale commercial chains throughout the entire First Layer and above were intricately connected to the Green Group.
Even the connection pods used in the first phase of the Chosen One Tournament were designed, manufactured, and maintained by a technology company under the Green Group. That technology, capable of nearly perfectly simulating pain, fatigue, fear, and combat pressure, still had no other company capable of fully replicating it to this day.
And this youth, who appeared to be only around seventeen years old, was precisely the sole heir to the current chairman of the Green Group.
Jack Green.
"To think even he came in person..."
"Didn’t the Green Group never compete for newcomers before?"
"Ordinary newcomers naturally aren’t worth them making a move, but is Zich an ordinary newcomer? He’s the first person in the last ten years of the Chosen One Tournament to defeat a member of the Nullborn!"
"Looks like there really won’t be a share for us this time."
The expressions of many company representatives turned grim.
Although the corporations backing them also possessed considerable financial strength, compared to a colossal entity like the Green Group, which controlled vast amounts of core technology and possessed a complete industrial chain, they simply weren’t on the same level.
If Jack truly decided to personally invite Zich, then the terms they had prepared beforehand would probably not even be worthy of comparison.
Jack paid no attention to the discussions around him.
He walked slowly to the entrance of the medical zone, his gaze falling upon the leading Players Association staff member. His tone was so calm that no one could discern any emotion.
"I would like to see Zich."
An expression of difficulty appeared on that staff member’s face.
"Young Master Jack, I am very sorry. The medical zone has been completely sealed off. Until this year’s Chosen One Tournament concludes, all commercial organizations, media outlets, and private factions are prohibited from contacting the contestants currently receiving treatment in any form."
"This order applies to everyone."
When he spoke the final sentence, that staff member paused noticeably.
The meaning within was already abundantly clear.
Even if the person standing here was the sole heir of the Green Group, the Players Association was not prepared to make an exception.
The surrounding crowd immediately fell silent.
Many people cast their gazes upon Jack, seemingly wanting to see how this esteemed heir of the Green Group would react after being refused to his face.
However, not a trace of displeasure appeared on Jack’s face.
"I am aware. That is why I have already submitted a visitation request through the Green Group’s official channels and am willing to accept full supervision by the Players Association."
"The visitation request cannot be approved either," the staff member shook his head.
"Zich is currently still in a comatose state. Several senior healers are working to repair the injuries within his body. The entry of any unrelated personnel could potentially affect the treatment process."
"Beyond that, all contestants advancing to the quarterfinals will, from this moment onward, receive the highest level of protection from the Players Association until this Chosen One Tournament is completely over."
Jack was silent for a moment. Then, from his clothing pocket, he produced an emerald green metallic card.
The surface of that card bore no text, only the pattern of an ancient tree that continuously emitted a faint life force aura. When the company representatives around them clearly saw its form, the breathing of quite a few became rapid.
The Green Group’s highest-tier cooperation invitation.
This invitation had no fixed contract and no pre-written conditions, because the person possessing it could directly negotiate with the core decision-making body of the Green Group and redefine the cooperation terms according to their own needs.
In the entire world, those qualified to receive such a card could be counted on one’s fingers.