Evil MC's NTR Harem-Chapter 389 Miner

"Oh… my… lord…"

"It’s broken!"

Gasps rippled through the arena as the crowd focused on the injured Velez guard, who was writhing on the ground, clutching his foot in visible agony.

Meanwhile, Ross walked away without so much as a scratch, his calm demeanor unshaken as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

On the massive screen above the court, the replay of the incident played on a loop.

The footage zoomed in on the moment of impact, showing the exact second when the Velez guard attempted a dirty maneuver to injure Ross, only for the plan to backfire spectacularly.

The arena fell into a mixture of stunned silence and murmurs of disbelief.

"How is this possible? The guy’s foot is broken, and Ross is perfectly fine!" one spectator whispered, wide-eyed.

Another chimed in, "Wow! Ross isn’t just skilled—he’s blessed. It’s like he has divine protection or something."

"Divine protection? More like his legs are made of adamantium!" a fan added with a laugh.

The conversation quickly turned as opinions began to surface.

"Let’s be real—this isn’t Ross’s fault. That guard from Velez tried to take him out, but karma hit him like a freight train," one man said, folding his arms with satisfaction.

"Exactly! You can see it in the replay. That was an intentional foul. He got what he deserved," someone else agreed, pointing at the screen.

The buzz wasn’t limited to the arena. Social media erupted with commentary as fans at home watched the replay from every conceivable angle.

Video clips of the incident trended within minutes, with hashtags like #RossUnbreakable and #InstantKarma flooding timelines.

Forums, sports analysts, and armchair experts all jumped into the conversation.

"This is insane," a fan tweeted. "Ross didn’t even flinch, and the Velez guard’s out of commission? What’s he made of?!"

"Dirty plays don’t pay, folks," another post read, accompanied by a slowed-down clip of the Velez guard lunging at Ross.

Back in the arena, the commentators were equally incredulous.

"Ladies and gentlemen, what we’ve just witnessed is nothing short of extraordinary," one announcer said. "Ross’s ability to remain unscathed is almost… superhuman!"

"Superhuman is right," his co-commentator added.

"This is going to be the talk of the league for weeks, if not months. Fans at home, brace yourselves—this is a moment for the history books."

As medical staff tended to the injured player, Ross remained calm, his expression unreadable as he prepared for the next play.

The arena buzzed with energy, a mixture of awe and exhilaration. For Ross, this was just another game. For everyone else, it was a story they’d never forget.

Beep!

The game resumed, and the Velez Meteors, as expected, lost this match—and the next three—resulting in a humiliating sweep.

No one could believe it. It did not need telling that these few weeks were certainly a shocking experience to many.

No one could have expected for Ross Oakley to bring in the broom.

"Damn! I didn’t expect this outcome at all!"

"I thought it would be a close series, not a sweep."

"Well, the Velez Meteors shouldn’t feel too bad. Whoever faces the Knights next is doomed. Get your brooms ready, mate—Ross is sweeping his way to the finals! That’s my prediction."

Basketball enthusiasts worldwide were abuzz with opinions, their voices loud and relentless.

Ross, however, paid no mind to the chatter. His focus was elsewhere, consumed by a thrilling new chapter in his life.

"Owahhhhh… Owahhhhh… Owahhhhh…"

The sound of a newborn’s cries echoed through the room.

"Ross! It’s a healthy baby boy!" one of his wives announced joyfully.

Ross took a deep breath, his lips spreading into a wide smile.

"Can I go in now?" he asked eagerly.

"Not yet. Give them a few minutes."

Those minutes stretched endlessly, but soon enough, Ross was finally allowed inside.

As he held his first child, an indescribable wave of emotions surged through him.

He was a father now, a reality he hadn’t fully grasped until this very moment.

He was happy—and so much more.

"What’s his name going to be, Ross?" one of his wives asked, her voice soft but filled with anticipation.

She leaned closer, her eyes glimmering with curiosity as she glanced at the tiny bundle wrapped snugly in Ross’s arms.

Ross looked down at the baby, a warm smile tugging at his lips.

"Alistair," he said with pride.

"Quite a kingly name, don’t you think?"

The baby stirred slightly but remained peacefully asleep, nestled securely in Ross’s embrace.

The little one’s expression was serene, as though he knew he was deeply loved and cherished.

Ross could feel the overwhelming life force within the child, a presence so potent it seemed to radiate like a gentle hum.

This was no ordinary baby—Alistair was born immortal. His body and soul would never age, immune to the ravages of time.

He was destined to remain forever young, a miracle in their family.

"Alistair?" one of his wives repeated, her face lighting up with delight.

"I love it! It’s strong, regal, and perfect for him."

Another wife joined in, clapping her hands together.

"It suits him so well. Our little Alistair... he’s already so special."

The room was filled with warmth and laughter as the family gathered around, each taking turns admiring the newest addition.

The soft glow of joy danced across their faces, highlighting the joy and pride etched into their expressions. Your next read awaits at novelbuddy

A festive air quickly took over the household as they began preparing a small celebration later that night, complete with music, food, and toasts to the future.

Ross looked around at his family, his heart swelling with a rare sense of contentment.

Alistair’s arrival wasn’t just a blessing; it was a reminder of the unbreakable bond they shared.

As he gazed down at his son, still sleeping soundly in his arms, he whispered, "Welcome to the family, Alistair. You’re going to be okay even if this world can’t be."

The night was alive with happiness as they celebrated the start of a new chapter, their hearts full of hope and their home filled with love.

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