I know this ancient god

"Is this the puppetry technique of your era?" Zhao Gongming asked calmly, "It's not bad, it's quite delicate, and it can do a lot of moves."

Tang Xuan frowned and asked, "What exactly is this thing?"

Zhao Gongming reached out and peeled off the suit puppet's clothes. He stared at the puppet's belly and observed it carefully: "Let me see, there seems to be a spell on it. This is teleportation."

Tang Xuan didn't listen to Quan Zhao Gongming's words, but he already knew what Zhao Gongming wanted to say.

In the middle of Zhao Gongming's speech, a yellow halo swayed from the puppet's body, just covering the two of them.

Tang Xuan reached out and tried to grab Zhao Gongming's arm, but the yellow halo was as sticky as glue, and the strong resistance prevented him from getting close to Zhao Gongming.

Tang Xuan could only watch as the yellow halo around him twisted into dozens of small whirlpools, distorting the surrounding sights and sounds. When the weather calmed down, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar place.

He lowered his head and found that his body had also become different.

His body is cartoonish, with many small colorful prints on it, and is as round as a capsule.

There are many people like him around, some look like Coke cups, some look like balls of wool, and some look like rubber balls. These people should all be here to participate in the game just like him.

He heard some of these people crying.

When he followed the crying sound to find the person crying, he found that everyone in that direction had smiling faces, and the crying seemed to come from beneath the skin.

Is the real body hidden underneath?

Tang Xuan couldn't help but reach out and touch his face. A warm touch came from his fingertips, and he also felt like he was being touched on his face.

No, this is my body.

What you see must be an illusion.

Tang Xuan walked up to a person and asked: "Hello, I am a federal agent. What is this game about? What are the rules?"

He made up the name "federal agent" just to give himself an official vest and better obtain information.

However, something unexpected happened to Tang Xuan. The man screamed: "Are you an agent?!"

In an instant, the air became quiet.

Tang Xuan felt many malicious looks.

His brows furrowed.

Did I say something wrong?

Why do these people hate federal agents?

The power in Tang Xuan's body began to circulate. He heard the whispers of these people and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Kill this agent first later."

"Otherwise none of us would survive."

"That's right, eliminate the strongest ones first."

"Although he is a good person, I still want to live!"

"sorry"

Tang Xuan couldn't help but feel strongly wary.

What kind of game is this? It sounds like winning or losing in the game is related to life.

Tang Xuan took a deep breath, grabbed the collar of the man in front of him, and asked loudly: "Tell me what the rules of the game are, or I will be the first to eliminate you when I enter."

The man struggled and said, "The agent hit someone!"

There were noisy comments from the crowd.

"How can an agent hit someone?"

"The game hasn't even started and they're fighting each other."

"Let's unite and kill him first."

"Seconded!"

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Tang Xuan's mood became a little irritable. These people were clearly planning to join forces to eradicate him, and now they had the nerve to accuse him of taking the initiative. So he exerted a little strength in his arms, grabbed the man in front of him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

He said solemnly: "Answer the question!"

bang bang bang

This man kept patting the back of Tang Xuan's hand with his hand, but he still had a happy expression on his face, which was chilling.

Tang Xuan let go and put him down.

"Ugh~"

The man fell to his knees and retched.

Tang Xuan said angrily: "Can you tell me now?"

"This game has no fixed rules. The rules will be notified to you before the game starts." The man retched, "But only one person can survive each round of the game."

Tang Xuan's expression changed drastically: "How long does it take for the game to start? Can I quit?"

The man's voice gradually became lifeless: "It will start automatically when there are 100 people. There is no way to exit."

Tang Xuan was in a bad mood.

He turned around and glanced around, roughly estimating in his mind that there were close to a hundred people around, and the game could start at any time, and only one person in the last hundred would survive.

No wonder the people around him were so hostile to him, since his very existence threatened their lives.

Tang Xuan wants to crack this game.

He couldn't do it himself.

But he has Zhao Gongming. If this man is here, it will not be difficult to crack the game.

He shouted: "Zhao Gongming!"

Everyone looked at him in fear, but no one responded.

"Zhao Gongming!"

Tang Xuan shouted again, but still received no response. He understood that Zhao Gongming was not here.

Maybe it was because he wasn't teleported away during the initial conveyor belt, or maybe the two of them were teleported to different games.

He believed that an ancient god who covered the entire Shaoyang galaxy with his kingdom could not only have a game that could accommodate a hundred people.

"In thirty seconds, the game starts!"

"This game is about dashing over obstacles!"

"The first fifty players who pass the line advance to the next game!"

The rules of the game are simple and clear.

The top fifty players who passed the line in this game were promoted, and only one person survived in the end, indicating that there was more than one game in this round.

Tang Xuan's eyes became solemn.

He must find a way to stop this game from continuing, but he cannot directly summon the No. 1 support character to disrupt the situation. What should he do?

The first fifty players to pass the line advance.

Tang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, the game started, and everyone was moved to a track built high in the sky. There were snow-white clouds floating all around, and in front of him was a maze-like track full of obstacles, with the end point being under a big bell high up.

Big pendulum, movable wall, roller, falling rock.

Tang Xuan effortlessly saw a dozen different obstacles. If he looked carefully, he might be able to find dozens of different obstacles.

"ah!"

"The game begins again!"

"There's no way I'm going to survive this time!"

Some people give up on themselves, but more people remain silent.

Tang Xuan felt the eyes behind him getting hotter and hotter, and he also noticed that several people sneakily ran behind him from other places.

He understood what these people wanted to do.

I must want to get rid of him at the beginning.

He noticed that there were no guardrails on both sides of the aerial track, and there were large and small holes on the track, apparently to encourage runners to push each other.

Accompanied by a sharp whistle.

The crowd galloped forward like wild horses.

Several people standing behind Tang Xuan bumped into Tang Xuan in unison, but Tang Xuan ignored them and flew directly up.

Everyone watched in confusion as Tang Xuan flew over their heads.

Tang Xuan said nothing.

Born to fly, he was sorry.