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“A hundred thousand, how is that possible? Although, for us, killing a high-level alien beast nets us that much pretty easily, wouldn’t it be better to exchange that money for Contribution Points?”

“No way, do I look that stupid?” At that moment, Damon Lopes realized something.

“Not stupid,” Jack Clark smiled, “Just a bit ‘naive’.”

Then, Damon Lopes excitedly said, “Actually, chatting with those beauties is very interesting. They tell me about celebrity gossip, discuss fashion trends with me, or what dress to wear tomorrow.”

“Sometimes they will send me some of their private photos, which look very sexy. It feels like I suddenly have a lot of girlfriends.”

-I’ve decided, starting from today, Damon Lopes’s hobbies will be two:

cultivation and chatting with women.

“Your hobbies…are quite good,” was Jack Clark’s final comment.

The afternoon.

“One-two-one, walk… right, turn around, take a small half-step with the

music…”

in the dance rehearsal room, Mathilda Ward and the female dancers were practicing the choreography for a new song on stage, while the choreographer below was guiding their poses step by step.

in the corner of the rehearsal room, Jack Clark was still sitting on a chair, continuing to ‘read’ with his head down.

The next three days flew by quickly, with Jack Clark’s activities confined to the Cloud Sky Building, except for sleeping and washing Mathilda Ward was always within his field of vision.

The third day marked the start of Mathilda Ward’s global tour first concert.

Outside the largest stadium in South City, the surrounding streets were blocked off in the afternoon, denying access to vehicles, with law enforcement officers stationed at every intersection.

This tour was Mathilda Ward’s final farewell in her life, and also a cooperation

with the Federation’s official arrangement.

Therefore, the concert tickets were not for sale but were randomly drawn through the Cloud Heaven Group’s official website. All fans who wanted to attend the concert could sign up.

Each city allocated a certain number of tickets, and those who won were allowed to trade them privately. They only needed to register with their winning number and ID the day before the concert to attend.

Hence, since yesterday, tens of thousands of people from all over Eastern Summer had flooded South City via express trains, instantly filling up the surrounding hotels.

Now, as the sky slowly darkened, countless excited young men and women converged from all directions, their faces filled with excitement, eagerness, and anticipation.

“Line up, line up, ticket checking and entry are starting now.”

“Don’t push, everyone, there’s still an hour before the concert starts. Please take out your ID cards and go through security to enter.”

“Over here, we are giving away free glow sticks…”

“Hello, everyone, I’m Xiaoxiao, the host from South Television Station. Behind me is the concert site of the popular singer Mathilda Ward. Our station will broadcast this grand event live for you.”

“Earlier, Miss Ward’s agent revealed that all the proceeds from the concert merchandise will be donated to a charity fund to help children with congenital

diseases fight their illnesses.”

While tens of thousands outside started to enter, upstairs at the stadium s backstage, Mathilda Ward was sitting in her chair, surrounded by makeup artists and stylists bustling about.

Not far off, Jack Clark in a black suit and white shirt, wearing sunglasses, and Damon Lopes stood by the door, overlooking the vast crowd below.

Damon Lopes held a document in his hand, whispering.

“The security for this concert is divided into four parts: the outer perimeter is maintained by local Patrol Offices; the stadium interior security is provided by ordinary security guards hired by the company.”

“Around the stage, Lionel Lopez and others are responsible. If anyone tries to rush the stage during the concert, they’ll intercept them. We two serve as the final layer of protection.”

“These are the concert’s key points: the interactive segment in the middle, and the fan flower presentation at the end. Other than that, Mathilda Ward and the audience won’t have direct contact.”

“However, everything looks normal for now, at least the official back-end didn’t find any suspicious individuals during the first screening.

jack Clark nodded slightly, “The best is everything stays normal, so both of us can have it a bit easier.”

Of course, while they said this, both of them were aware that it was during the safest times that they couldn’t afford to let their guard down.

After all, the information showed that the two king-level soul avatars had already smuggled themselves in over half a month ago and might already be taking action in the shadows.

As the two were whispering, Mathilda Ward had finished applying her makeup for the opening of today’s event and came over, instantly giving both of them a

sense of amazement.

As the star of today, the already picturesque face of Mathilda Ward was adorned with light makeup, making her look flawlessly perfect.

Besides that, a row of tiny shimmering pieces were affixed near the corners of her eyes, making them sparkle under the lights.

in addition, she wore a figure-hugging white gown that was resplendent with silvery sparkles, its sleeves and neckline trimmed with lace patterns.

The dress flowed out from her waist, trailing behind her in a white fishtail silhouette, revealing knees covered by an underdress and showcasing ivory-like calves atop red crystal high heels.

Jack thought the phrases “regal and luxurious” and “peerless elegance” inadvertently.

With a smile playing on her lips, Mathilda asked, -What do you think? Isn’t my outfit for today beautiful?”

“…Miss Ward, you look very beautiful today,” Jack nodded.

Damon, with a beaming smile, said, -Sister llisa, even without makeup, you’re

the most beautiful.”

At that moment, Marla Fiore approached, glanced at her watch, and said, “llisa, it’s almost time. Next, you have a television station interview segment in the corridor downstairs.”

“Alright.”

Dressed in her sumptuous gown, Mathilda Ward led the way with Jack and

Damon following her down the stairs.

-Miss Mathilda Ward, the concert is starting in five minutes. Do you have anything you’d like to say to the audience here and your fans nationwide?” Facing the microphone and camera lens, Mathilda, with a poised and dignified smile, said, “Today is my first tour concert. Here, I want to thank all the friends who have followed and come to the concert…”

Meanwhile, during the live backstage interview broadcast, everyone in Eastern Summer who had an interest in Mathilda’s concert was watching the live stream.

This included mainly teenagers, as they were the main force in celebrity following.

In Mist River City, in a nice villa, six teenagers were also seated on the sofa, excitedly watching the broadcast on the big screen.

Teresa Wilson cheerfully said, “The concert is about to start, and Mathilda looks so beautiful today, even prettier than in her album’s music video.”

Next to her, the strong and muscular Glenn Clark nodded excitedly, “Yeah, very beautiful. But I think her songs are even better.

As Mathilda continued the interview while walking, the live broadcast camera inadvertently captured some scenes behind her, prompting Glenn to exclaim quietly.

“What’s that, Glenn?” another classmate asked curiously.

“Did you guys notice the person behind Mathilda?”

“Who?”

“The tall bodyguard in black clothes.”

Another teenager’s eyes immediately lit up: “That bodyguard wearing glasses looks so cool.”

“Uh… shouldn’t we be focusing on Mathilda? Why are you guys paying attention to a bodyguard? Could it be, Glenn, that you like to look at handsome guys?”

Glenn rubbed the back of his head, hesitating, “No, it’s not that. I just feel like that person looks like my brother.

Teresa shook her head: “You must be mistaken, Glenn. Your brother and mine went to the Southern Battlefield Trial. How could they possibly be bodyguards for a celebrity?”

“Seems like it,” Glenn nodded.

But as he looked at the figure occasionally flashing behind Mathilda on the big screen, Glenn couldn’t shake the feeling that it looked very familiar, as if the person really was his brother.