Pro Wrestling System

The next day, all the newbies were summoned to the general manager's office for the contract signing. After the show last night, decisions have been made by the management.

They were all given a specific time to visit the general manager's office, and Arnold was to visit the office by 2 pm.

Before he left for the office, he spent time watching the video of his match with Rowan Pierce and Axel Stone. He couldn't help but smile after seeing his performance, even the comments about him were enough to sweeten his mind.

"Such a great performance from the new guy. He had just earned himself a fan!"

"He was actually smart. His cleverness secured his victory for him."

"I can't wait to see him become an Omega Champion! That would be great!"

The comments were booming with fire, however, Arnold's main happiness came from the growth in his page.

He gained 4k followers on Facebook! Instagram and TikTok had over 2k followers, while he gained 965 followers on Twitter.

In a rush, he requested the video of the match from the Grindhouse Wrestling page's admin and posted the video on all his pages. Although he only had four thousand followers, the views were up to 7k with over eight hundred comments.

Arnold bit his lips in shock, not believing that he could achieve these so quickly. He even received texts from other Grindhouse wrestlers who were rivals with Rowan and Axel, getting noticed that they were rooting for him to win the Fatal Five-way match next week.

Grindhouse Wrestling was a weekly show just like other shows, making it possible for wrestlers to prepare and even recover from pains before getting involved in another fight.

When it was exactly 2 pm, Arnold got dressed in black suits and shoes to appear professional. The Grindhouse Wrestling custom management had provided the attire a few days ago since it was part of the low-level professional wrestlers' allowances.

He made his way to the general manager's office from the boarding area as soon as he was dressed up... Cold gazes were being cast towards him as he walked through the alleyway where some wrestlers hung out. However, not everyone was giving him a jealous stare. There were still some wrestlers who smiled at him and even waved.

However, Arnold was just too shy to smile or even wave back. He only hastened his steps to reach the manager's office quickly.

"Hello, Max Fury. You are welcome," the General Manager Jack Harris smiled on seeing Arnold entering the office.

"Thank you very much, sir," Arnold replied politely.

He stood until the manager offered a seat.

Quickly, the manager brought out some piles of white papers stored in what looked like a black leather cover. On the black cover was a bold text written "Grindhouse Management Agreement" and the logo of Grindhouse Wrestling at the top of the text.

"We have decided on your contract deal after your incredible performance last night. Please check if it is okay by you and sign the papers," the general manager pushed the papers close to Arnold with a grin.

Arnold only nodded and started to read what was written on the papers.

First was the duration of the contract which was a five years deal. Arnold didn't react because he could get invited by the top shows before then. The Grindhouse Wrestling Management only fixed it this way to receive some payments when the top shows already needed him... Or even other wrestlers.

The second page held his payment agreement deal.

(Weekly Payment: $1600).

(Omega Championship Bonus: +$900).

Arnold's eyes widened.

"Hello... Sir? The... The payment deal... I think there is a mistake," Arnold stammered with a flinch.

"One thousand six hundred dollars weekly. Nine hundred dollars Omega championship bonus. There are no mistakes, Mr. Fury."

The manager corrected, leaving Arnold in shock.

"UHM..."

"Just sign the papers, everything written there is reviewed and confirmed," the manager interrupted.

Arnold nodded and returned his attention to the papers. Bringing out the pen fixed at the side of the papers, he signed on every required spaces and handed the papers back to the manager.

Other involvements in the deal were his clothing, feeding, health, and vacation allowances which he signed without hesitation.

"Congratulations, Max Fury. We are looking forward to a consistently wonderful performance from you," the manager stood and gave his hands to Arnold for a shake.

"I'll give my all, sir," Arnold stood up and exchanged a handshake with Jack Harris.

"Please fill in your account details. We are paying you for this week's job right away."

Arnold never expected that he could be paid this week, but the manager left him by surprise.

With yet a confused look on his face, he dropped his account details and left the office.

Just as he walked out of the office, almost entering the boarding area, he received a message alert from his phone.

(Credit Alert: You received $1600 from Grindhouse Wrestling).

"Whoa! Why does this seem like a dream!"

Arnold almost went crazy. Since he was born, he hadn't earned $1600 in a single week. The fact was that he only performed in a single night.

A thousand and six hundred dollars wasn't easy to get in a day in this current generation, but he would actually be earning as huge as that every week. He could even earn an additional nine hundred dollars Omega Championship bonus if he wins the title... He wondered how much he would get if he became the Grindhouse Alpha Champion.

Arnold couldn't help celebrating as he entered his room. It was clear that his hard work had begun to pay off. From now on, he wouldn't be regarded as the actual "Loser".

[You have opened your Wages stat.]

[Wages: $1600 per week.]

[After the triple threat match, your Intelligence had increased by 8, congratulations host.]

Arnold came to discover that his Intelligence will mostly increase after every wrestling match. Although he was sad that he wouldn't know what the Anonymous Skills would be if he reached the required points to get one, he was happy that gradually...

He was getting stronger!

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[A/N: I'm so sorry for the late update. Right now, I'm seriously sick.]