Pro Wrestling System

"WHOA! How... How is this even possible?!" Arnold was bathed in utter confusion. It has just been a week since he and Matthew shot the commercial, and now they have reached a million sales???!!!

With no one to answer his question, Arnold was left with nothing to say. He only knew that Horny Tyres had really sold a million products before giving the rewards...

While he stood in confusion, his phone beeped repeatedly, signifying the alarm of a phone call. To Arnold's expectation, it was Matthew who was calling...

Blinking, he smashed the green icon and picked up the call.

"Hey, friend! Have you received the message?!" On the other hand, Matthew was shouting at the top of his lungs in excitement which also made Arnold's heart beat.

It was indeed not a dream!

"Yes... I saw it," Arnold forced a bold tone. He had been the one encouraging Matthew to believe that they could achieve those requirements, so he wouldn't afford to act weird... Even though it came way too quickly than his expectations.

"Huhu! I just received eight thousand dollars also, what about you?" Matthew was undoubtedly excited at that moment, every word coming from his mouth a manifestation of his happiness.

"Of course, I just received it," Arnold was rather calm.

"I am sure it's going to reach five million sales in three months! I can't wait to have a car of my own! HAHAHA."

With Matthew saying this, Arnold chuckled, sensing the feeling. When they had just gotten a million sales in a week, why would they not expect to get five million sales in three months?

In fact, Arnold's expectations had drawn back. With just a million sales in a week, there was a high possibility that they could sell five million tires in five weeks...

"Perhaps it could happen in a month," Arnold said with a tone of strong belief, but Matthew had doubted immediately.

"Oh no. Why would you have such expectations? A month is way too close to five million sales. The three months is perfect," Matthew anticipated.

"Let's watch and see then. I think I would have to go now, friend. Stay safe," Arnold said before making Matthew end the call.

He then sighed.

"Pheww... Eight thousand dollars... That's... Cool."

Arnold now felt the reality of obtaining eight thousand dollars from just an endorsement deal. It all felt like a dream one moment, but in the next, it was as real as the air he breathed.

With a smile, he went straight straight to his bank app on his phone to check his account balance.

(Account Balance: $14560).

"Yes!"

"Yes! Yes!! Yes!!!"

His sudden reaction didn't come from surprise, it came from utter excitement. Officially, Arnold had made his first five-digit money! No actions could express his happiness at that moment, leaving him only to express it as best as he could.

He was once a poor young guy who barely had a hundred dollars in his account... Now he was getting over ten thousand dollars!!!

It was something to celebrate and something to be proud of as well. With these coming off, Arnold's vision towards his ambition was enlarging further.

He made his way into the city and booked a hotel in a convenient area after several inspections. Arnold had been in Phoenix for over four years, so he knew almost everything about this city... The organizations created here were one of what he liked to make researches about.

(Silverbird Hotel and Suites).

"Hmm, nice name," he walked on and straight to the receptionist.

It was also shocking that even the receptionist of the hotel recognized Arnold as Max Fury, the current Grindhouse Omega champion.

Like always, he never stopped being amazed, but he never acted out. Booking Room 217 and being led there, Arnold heaved a sigh.

The room had a white color appearance, a wide knee-high bed, and some noticeable luxurious appliances.

Arnold went straight to the bed and sat on it, then he brought out his phone from his pocket.

(To Mia: Have a good sleep *heart emoji*)

Arnold then lay on the bed, stretching out. All his limbs felt like they were being bent into curves...

"I really need a massage," Arnold cried while he rolled over the extreme edge of the bed.

However, while his body still ached, his heart was filled with thoughts. For a moment, those thoughts enveloped his mind, making him forget that feeling of receiving a massage...

Arnold had different thoughts, reflections, aims, and fears... All these things had lingered, refusing to let go.

Come Wednesday, Jerry Blaze would be having his championship rematch with him.

Tristan Black had just challenged him for a Winner Takes All Match, putting both of their titles on the line.

He had a Royal Rumble Match to compete in January, having hopes to win as well.

His issue with Ben was not settled yet... He knew that that son of a bitch would aim to avenge his defeat after his tag team match victory.

However, these were the least of his troubled thoughts. His fears and sources to utter perplexity.

Marrying Mia!

He might have loved her, but Arnold was not ready for marriage. It was almost five since her clash with her father's business partners... Now, the real fact was...

Arnold needs to make his decision and marry Mia as soon as possible. He knew how she cherished her father's company and how it could be if she got to lose it... He never wanted a breakdown in her life.

All night, he had pondered on this... The more he thought about it, the more he fell into countless realizations.

Not only would he be entitled to a company worth millions of dollars, but being the new owner of this company would boost his popularity, reputation, and power.

Arnold loved Mia for sure, and if he would have to do this to prove it, then so be it!

After all, it wasn't just for her benefit... It was for their own good. The destiny of his future family.

When Arnold was done with thinking and deciding, summing his decisions up, he declared.

"For the sake of our destiny, I will marry Mia!"