What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

After breaking with Gene, Homura found an opportunity to enter the arena. When he saw the team led by Kaze on the screen, he was overwhelmed with emotion.

If he hadn't betrayed the wind and their home planet, he would have a share of the glory they enjoy now.

Resources will still be tilted towards him; he can become the most favored child on the entire home planet.

Feng had no idea that Yan, the traitor who betrayed his home planet, was still on the sidelines. He was currently excited that he had somehow managed to climb to the semi-finals by clinging to Yan's coattails—Yan was incredibly strong!

Flame watched from below, her eyes red with rage, as she watched those people fight alongside Feng and listened to the shouts of the onlookers.

As he listened to them repeatedly calling the name of the wind, all that glory slipped through his fingers.

However, it was only the semi-finals after all. Although this group of people was not weak, they were facing one of the eight great families and were quickly outmatched.

But being able to put up a fight with the opponent is already extremely good, washing away the shame of being at the bottom for many years, and no longer being a trash star just there to freeload off participation prizes.

Feng looked at his team's ranking on the screen: quarterfinals! He actually made it to the quarterfinals!

Moreover, if you make it to the top eight, you'll be rewarded with a mineral vein, which is something that so many people would kill to get!

Yan looked down at Feng, who had a crowd surrounding him even if he lost, and then looked at himself in the present moment.

She was completely covered up, hiding her injuries, afraid that others would see her disheveled state and hurt her sensitive pride.

Yan nearly crushed the chair in front of him. He couldn't understand why he had fallen to this state. All he wanted was to become better; what was wrong with that?

Who would have thought that someone from a trash planet could be so incredibly powerful? Yan's face turned ashen. So what did his arrogance mean to these people back then? Foolish? Ridiculous?

If they say nothing, how can I know their strength, and how could I make those foolish and ridiculous choices step by step?

These people treat him and Feng with the same attitude, but they see them as clowns for amusement and pawns for manipulation!

He didn't believe they would help for free, and he certainly didn't believe they would hand over their resources to the weakest team, Feng. He wanted to see what kind of end Feng, who was happy even after losing the game, would have!

Xiao Bai transformed into human form and walked ahead with Zheng Lin, arm in arm like buddies, while Feng was still counting the rewards in his superpower storage.

Although they were eliminated in the quarterfinals, these powerful families were incredibly generous – not just generous, they were extremely extravagant!

They were only eighth place, but they unexpectedly obtained an entire mineral vein, and it was a rare ore used in mecha manufacturing—each piece was incredibly valuable!

These aristocratic families have a deep foundation. The rewards they casually offer are the wealth accumulated by the entire population of their planet working day and night. It would take them more than thirty years to barely match the value of such a reward.

In other words, with this gift, the development of their home planet can be accelerated by at least a few years.

Seeing his greedy look, Zheng Lin casually remarked, "If I'd known you'd be this happy, we would have given it our all to get our team into the top three. The prize for the top three is definitely more than for the top eight, right?"

Feng gasped, looking at the teenager in front of him with affection. How could they possibly dare to challenge the top three? Did they think these powerful families were useless?

That's why young people are so bold; they're truly fearless like newborn calves.