If you become a monster, you will succeed

"I'm tired of it!" Under the spotlight, a man in tights restrained his desire to yawn in the countless flashing lights, and beside him, the emcee in a black suit was shouting hard:

"Even if I don't need to talk nonsense, the facts are already there! There is no doubt that the number one on the superhero list this year is still the hero from Peanutton, the immortal, Piccolo Padd! "

The audience cheered, but as the center of the stage, the man standing proudly among the many superheroes couldn't help but want to yawn.

"I'm tired of this position."

As he thought, neither the beautiful girl nor the cheering crowd, nor the rivals of fellow superheroes, nor the super villains who failed time and time again, could no longer arouse the slightest interest in him.

He has won too much.

"I'm tired of superheroes and stuff like that!"

The man glanced around the audience amidst the compliments of everyone, and used the words he said over and over again to deal with the interviews of various reporters, but at this moment, a noise appeared——

"Mr. Padre, we just got some news and want to confirm it with you..."

"?" He didn't give any answer. He just gave a look and signaled the reporter from the top media to continue.

"We heard that you are applying for a visa to Yan Country?"

brush!

Almost instantly, the originally noisy venue fell silent in an instant, as if everything had pressed the stop button at this moment, but then, with Piccolo Pad's "Yes", everything returned to normal again.

"Mr. Pad, I don't quite understand. With your current status, why would you want to go to a place like Yan Country?"

"Is there any need to ask?" Listening to the reporter's persistent questioning, Piccolo Pad showed an open smile——

"Because only by going there can I no longer be just the 'strongest superhero', but can legitimately become the 'strongest'!"

…

"Mr. Piccolo Pad, this is the last confirmation. Have you actually read the "Instructions for Traveling to Yan Country"?" Yan Country Customs, facing this internationally famous "superhero", The staff calmly sorted out the information in their hands.

"Of course." Piccolo Pad nodded solemnly, but his eyes unconsciously stayed on the civil servant in front of him.

Because the gentle man in front of him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and an affordable suit, actually gave him a troublesome feeling.

There is no doubt that due to physical prowess alone, the opponent can become a super criminal that is a headache for all superheroes.

"Is this the Yan Kingdom? It's really uncontrollable excitement!" Piccolo Pad felt his body was getting excited. Even though there was no battle, the powerful superpower known as the immortal body had already spontaneously sprung up. up and running.

As for all these changes, the customs staff seemed not to be aware of them at all. They just calmly took out a document and handed it over——

"Your procedures are complete. As long as you sign this disclaimer, you can enter the country."

"Disclaimer?" Piccolo Pad accepted the document handed over by the man. Although his level of Yan Mandarin was not very good, he still had basic listening, speaking, reading and writing skills.

And this so-called disclaimer is thousands of words long, but its content can be summed up in just one sentence——

"Any damage that may be caused by accidents within Yan Country will be borne by me."

It is also commonly known as the state of life and death.

"What, do you think my immortal body will be injured because of this little problem?" Bic Pad looked at the details listed in the document, such as accidentally entering the motorway and causing a car accident, running into a collision, getting lost... Waiting for a series of unexpected clauses, he felt that it was extremely funny. The most outrageous thing was that he actually saw the outrageous clause of "injured by a baby".

For a moment, he suddenly felt that the statement that Colombia had been promoting that "the people of Yan country are not mentally normal" seemed, maybe, probably, not just a simple demonization?

"We have heard about Mr. Pad's superpowers, but this is the formal process for applying for a visa. Of course, if you are willing to sign the guarantee letter of 'wearing protective clothing when receiving non-foreign guests in Yanguo', this disclaimer will also Visa-free."

The staff seemed to be accustomed to such passengers, and immediately took out another document and added:

"As long as you pay a deposit equivalent to the cost price of our protective clothing, you will be fully refunded when you leave..."

"No, I'll sign."

Bic Pad stopped the staff's "sales promotion". In Colombia, he had seen too many trials and refunds. He directly picked up the "life and death certificate", signed his name, and stamped it with his own seal. Completed the full immigration process.

"Then, welcome to Yan Country. Please set the emergency communication number on your mobile phone to the 'Duai Guoren Emergency Line' before entering the country."

…

After walking out of the airport, Pad looked at the crooked nuts who were dressed like astronauts walking on the street, and couldn't help but frown a little. He came to Yan Country to become the strongest in the world, not to see a group of people wearing funny protective suits and make them look embarrassed. Compatriots who appear!

"Forget it, it's over now!"

Pad took a deep breath, but restrained himself from having an attack. According to the regulations of Yan Kingdom, if Wai Guoren comes to Yan Kingdom for the first time, he must first live in the designated exchange city for at least one month. This is called " "Adaptation period", but in the words of the Colombian media, this is a despicable and unscrupulous way to squeeze tourists' time and money.

Pad, who knew what the domestic media was like, would not believe this statement, but he was still a little disappointed that this kind of crookedness was even greater than that of his own countrymen.

"Oh! Are you an immortal? Have you really come to Yan Country?"

Suddenly, a Victorian voice with a strange accent came from beside him. Pad immediately turned his head and saw a man wearing bulky protective clothing waving at him.

Pad, who was in need of a tour guide, saw this and did not refuse the man thousands of miles away. He immediately nodded and said:

"It's me, you?"

"My name is Melbourne, Melbourne Zhou. You can call me Melbourne, or just like other Yanguo friends, you can just call me Lao Mo."

The man introduced himself in a familiar tone, then took a look at Pad's suitcase and said immediately:

"You just got off the plane? Why didn't you bring an assistant?"

"I applied for a visa without protective clothing." Pade simply mentioned, and Lao Mo immediately patted the fully enclosed helmet and said suddenly:

"Yes, it took me a long time to take the license for safe use of protective clothing! Well, have you booked a hotel?"