Chapter 8

Hey Christian, come on over and watch the highlights from the Data WWE fights from yesterday! From his seat in class, a boy shouted.

It was time for lunch, and the school bell sounded out across the hallways. The boy pulled out something from under his desk and opened his drawer. The child had pulled out a tablet and placed it on the table, propped it up, and tilted it so he could comfortably view the video. Unlike what one might think, it wasn't a packed lunch.

The top sharing platform, YouTube, is the obvious choice. A group of his students quickly gathered around him. Everyone was staring intently at the TV.

Jordan issued a five-second warning before starting the film without you if you didn't arrive. When he turned to look at his friend, he noticed that Christian was intently toying with something under his desk.

Christian had made effort to hide his activities from other people's sight, but Jordan could see that he was moving his knees up and down.

Please give me a moment, will you? Then, Christian yelled back. I'm in the middle of something, can't you see that?" Christian was looking at his phone underneath his desk. He was unsure of how to respond to a message that he had received. His basketball application was being responded to by email.

[We appreciate you applying, Christian. We read your resume and observed you at practice. We regretfully reject your application to the team, but we appreciate you trying out and applying. Keep practicing and keep your head up.] the email message

As the opening theme music began to play, Christian realized that they had actually begun without him. In his haste, he wrote because he had given up on thinking of a suitable form of response. I'm grateful.

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Christian, meanwhile, had pushed his way through the mob to the others, enabling him to stand next to his friend Jordan. The battle was about to start, so it was just in time.

The only clothing on the two men's bodies was a pair of tense shorts. Their muscles and abs are clearly visible. proud of the effort they had put in to prepare for the fight today.

Andrew Summer, a 250-pounder who had gone 13 fights without losing, stood in one corner. a man with short, spiky blonde hair on the sides and a little beard.

Caleb Hendren was his opponent; he weighed 234 pounds and had a similar winning streak of 10 victories in a row. He had a weird smile and was a shorter balding man.

Some women wished they had the genetics. He did, however, have hair in one spot, and he made sure everyone knew that.

They were all focused on watching the altercation as their peers applauded.

The two men in the ring had begun to noticeably alter their looks as soon as the bell had rung.

The announcer for this match exclaimed, "Ladies and Gentlemen, it appears like our Champions are beginning off full throttle right from the bat!"

The two most noticeable changes in Andrew were his fur-covered skin and his growing fingernails. Sharp bones began to protrude up and down his arm, and large ears and a tail developed.

On the other side, Caleb's body had inflated, and his legs had taken on the appearance of being slightly webbed.

As you can see, Andrew transformed into a beast using a Data Alter, but Caleb's opponent is modeled on a pufferfish. If I do so so myself, it's going to be a fascinating clash. The official yelled.

The changes happened in less than a second, and Caleb was the first to act. He extended a tongue resembling that of a water toad and grabbed Andrew's arm.

Andrew's expression simply shouted "GROSS!" His already enormous biceps grew even bigger as he tensed up his arm. He was able to take off his opponent's tongue with a single cut.

"Yes!" Christy yelled. "Get moving, Andrew!"

He sprinted more quickly than a natural human should be able to across the little cage. With the assistance of his frog-powered legs, Caleb had jumped up at the same time, leaping higher than any other human could. Sadly, it simply wasn't fast enough. Before he slammed the opponent to the ground, Andrew was able to grab him by the leg.

It didn't take the referee long to announce Andrew as the victor of this bout and the Data WWE tournament.

It was a Microsoft Data WWE bout that the children and everyone else was watching. Because they offered a novel form of conflict for entertainment, it was currently the most well-liked combat sport in the entire world.

Almost every child admired the Data WWE fighter. It resembled a video game in real life in several ways. Jordan and Christian, though, certainly had the two greatest admirers in the space. They were the ones who had initially hooked everyone on the activity.

It was common for people to want to one day compete in the WWE, and this was true of these two as well. Only their motivation for wanting to merge significantly differed.

The referee announced the winner, Andrew Summer, and he received a thunderous round of applause.

Christian and Jordan's eyes almost looked like dollar signs when a stunning woman entered the room to present the sizable 20-million-dollar check. The young guys were completely preoccupied with money, and as he observed the battle, particularly the sizable check, he couldn't think of a simpler method to overnight become wealthy and well-known.

Ironically, they would eventually go down a path because of their obsession with being Data Users. A road that they would never be able to or desire to leave under any circumstances.