.The guard had seen many people like Lazy Wafula who thought that they could just make an easy money by participating in the matches but again, they will end up being crippled or they might even die.
Lazy Wafula was taken by the guard to a green booth where he saw a pretty woman in there who was handling the matter about signing up the contestants. She wore a smile and without even asking why Lazy Wafula was joining the matches, she went straight to filling in Lazy Wafula's information.
"I am a Mortal, level three." Lazy Wafula answered expressionlessly to the pretty woman. The woman was indeed pretty but when compared to the vampire that Lazy Wafula saw in the undead cultivation plane, the woman was so subpar - she could not even compare.
Lazy Wafula's mind was transmogrified at that time and every woman that his eyes fell on, the face of that vampire would come in. Lazy Wafula would then find himself just thinking about that vampire as if she had cast a love at first sight spell on him. He found this nagging feeling of his so unbearable and a nuisance that was hindering him.
The woman was dumbfounded when he heard Lazy Wafula's reply. She rolled her eyes and decided to scan him just for confirmation. Lazy Wafula was not offended because many people had scanned him on the way in that right now, he had became numb to it.
'He is just another one of those desperate people who thought that they can try their luck here. It seems that nowadays people are becoming more and more brave, but the guy is just a low, level three. He may be killed there, doesn't he know that? It is such a shame.' The pretty woman thought to herself. Especially when she glanced at Lazy Wafula's handsome dark face, she found it unacceptable that this handsome face may meet its end on the arena.
But she was also a worker of this hotel and unlike the guard, she was not allowed to advise the contenders against participating. So, reluctantly, the pretty woman encoded Lazy Wafula's cultivation information on the computer.
"What is your attribute please?" the pretty woman asked Lazy Wafula courteously.
"Darkness or you can just put it as dark attribute." Lazy Wafula answered impassively.
The pretty woman was appalled. That was an underworld attribute and to top it of, it was such a rare attribute. It was not like strength attribute which always was everywhere like cabbages in the market.
Knowing that she couldn't scan Lazy Wafula's attribute to see if what he had just said was true or not, she just put in the information.
'But even if the guy had a dark attribute, his chances of winning is still slim. After all, the differences between levels is insane. A level higher means more experience and power.
After finishing logging in his data, the pretty woman saw Lazy Wafula off to a small room where Lazy Wafula saw the other contestants who were seated on a bench, indifferent about the world that they lived in. All of them were humans. They stared at him with malice and disdain as if he was a fly that they could easily stomp anytime.
There was still some room on the benches for Lazy Wafula to sit on so, he walked forward and sat on an empty place which was close to a skinny guy who had some messy hair.
"I sense a weak aura coming from you. It seems that you are a greenhorn in this place and not only that but you are also a level three cultivator, what a surprise?" The skinny guy chosed to converse with Lazy Wafula with a look full of ridicule.
"I see, so skinny has found a toy to play with. You should be getting in touch with the new guy for a long time because when I meet him in the ring, I will basically stomp him to death. How dare Love Life contend us against a weak bastard!" A plump guy palmed the bench which he was seating on angrily. He didn't like the arrangements of Love Life hotel. Even though he was a level four guy, him fighting a level three was like a very big shame on his face. It would be as if the Love Life hotel was looking down on him which he found it unbearable.
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