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Chapter 100 The Biggest Quest
The sleek, anonymous sedan Zaid had hired felt like a spaceship transporting him to another dimension. The driver had been given only an address in the gleaming Gulf District, a place of shimmering towers and silent wealth. The revelation about the Blue Card and Bassam’s unjust exclusion had cast a long shadow over everything, including the Players Meeting. Was this just another exclusive club for the “profitable,” or was it something else? The cold, clinical language of the system’s invitation offered no clues.He paid the driver and stepped out onto the immaculate sidewalk, facing the Al-Andalus Conference Center. It wasn’t a loud, public venue; it was a fortress of tinted glass and polished steel, whispering of private deals and high-level meetings. Alone, he felt acutely like an impostor, a teenager from a modest apartment block walking into the heart of corporate power.A man in a dark, tailored suit stood by a discreet side entrance, holding a tablet. As Zaid approached, the ma
Chapter 99 Systems
The gleaming promise of the Players meeting invitation was still humming in Zaid’s veins, a counterweight to the sobering reality of real estate prices. He walked through the school corridors during the final clean-up day before summer break with a new sense of belonging. He was a Blue Card holder now. The institution had recognized him.He needed to pick up a corrected physics paper from Mr. Nassar, a younger, notoriously rigorous teacher who had never been warm to anyone, regardless of status. Zaid approached the open door of the science office. He was about to knock when he heard his own name spoken in a low, frustrated tone inside.“…Zaid Al Khatat, yes. I know he’s your new Blue Card, Fadi.”It was Mr. Nassar’s voice. Zaid froze, his hand poised in the air.Another voice, calmer, belonging to the History teacher who had so helpfully hinted about northern invasions, replied. “Now, Nassar, don’t be difficult. The boy worked hard. He pulled his grades up spectacularly.”“He pulled t
Chapter 98 A New Dream
The celebration was a warm, tangible thing, so different from the digital noise that usually surrounded him.At home, his mother had transformed their modest apartment. The table groaned under the weight of his favorite dishes, maqluba, grape leaves, kabsa, it was a feast fit for a conquering hero.Sami and Zaid stared at the food, soon the awkwardness of their long silence dissolved in the shared triumph of good report cards. For a few hours, there were no cameras, no contracts, just the sound of laughter, his mother’s proud tears, and the simple, profound pleasure of being celebrated by the people who mattered most.After Sami retreated to his room and the dishes were washed, Zaid finally checked his phone. It vibrated with a sustained, joyful hum. Social media notifications cascaded down his screen, hundreds, then thousands of congratulatory messages on his post about the Blue Card. Among the sea of followers were verified blue ticks: famous Arab gaming streamers, lifestyle influe
Chapter 97 Academic Emergency
The fiasco with the Eco-Warrior shoot acted as a final, jarring alarm bell. The absurdity of it, the glued-on twigs, the shaggy lynx suit, the transactional compromise bonus, cut through the noise of his identity crisis. It clarified one thing: he was wasting mental energy on a part-time job that saw him as a prop, while the foundational work of his actual future was crumbling. Final exams loomed like a dark mountain range on the horizon, and the conditional promise of the Blue Card felt more fragile than ever.He cornered Khamees after their last class. "I need a break. From everything. No shoots, no videos, no channel strategy. Until exams are over."Khamees, for once, didn't argue, calculate or strategize. He saw the determined exhaustion in Zaid's eyes and simply nodded. "Done. I'll handle any inquiries. You're on academic lockdown. Just tell me when you need food."The academic lockdown took shape that very evening in Khamees's room. Textbooks and note papers covered every surf
Chapter 96 Silly Photoshoot
The frantic, humiliating chase through the school halls with a janitor’s stick left Zaid feeling more foolish than empowered. The hollow feeling had returned, now tinged with a deep sense of absurdity. He had tried to be a fighter, then a masculine powerhouse, and both attempts had ended in chaos. Retreating to his room, he felt adrift, unsure of what version of himself to even attempt next.The call came as he was staring blankly at a textbook, the words swimming on the page. It was from a number labeled “Sphinx Productions,” a name Khamees had saved after a vague inquiry a week prior. The voice on the other end was brisk and professional.“Zaid? This is Maya from Sphinx. We’re shooting a high-concept campaign tomorrow for ‘Eco-Warrior Wear,’ a new sustainable line. The client loved your authentic look. Are you available?”Still in his post-chase stupor, and feeling the gnawing need to be professional, to prove he could just do a job without it becoming a personal crisis, Zaid agreed
Chapter 95 Fury
The hollow feeling left by the fight didn't dissipate; it simply changed shape, morphing from confusion into a stubborn, grinding determination. If the world and the sneering Blue Cards saw him as a "pretty boy," a fragile thing made of skincare and camera angles, then he would simply rebuild himself into something they couldn't mock. He would become undeniably masculine.His search for a new path led him down a digital rabbit hole. Late at night, instead of editing or studying, he scoured the internet. He found a world of "looksmaxxing" and "mewing," of intense gym compilations set to aggressive music, of men with jawlines like granite slabs discussing "frame" and "presence." These videos preached a gospel of hyper-masculine transformation through sheer, brutal will. It was the opposite of the subtle, careful skincare routine. This was about force.The next afternoon, he found Hosam in his room, already mid-set, veins popping on his forehead. Zaid waited until Hosam racked the heavy
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