I’m Actually a Bigshot

All the judges focused their attention on the photo of the unknown girl, and no one noticed the contestants in ghost town No. 666 above the photo.

"This is because... because..." Mo Lao's voice was also hesitant.

"Master Chief Judge." The snake girl who was suddenly named also hesitated, "Actually..."

For some reason, the five judges looked at each other for a long time, but in the end no one could explain why, only the Mo Lao and the Snake Girl kept making creaking noises, as if they were hesitating for something.

"Miss Snake Girl, Mister Mo Lao, if I remember correctly, I seem to be the general judge of this ghost town conference." Su Qingxing tapped the round table with his fingers, and his tone was already more serious, "And there are plans to abolish any data Right, then your previous work may all be in vain.”

"Master Chief Judge, let me explain this matter." The bull head next to him raised his hand, and tapped his other thick hand on his light screen for a while, then said respectfully, "Where is this female contestant?" The competition venue is No. 034, the sixty-seventh young master of a certain branch of the famous Garm tribe in the nineteenth city of the underworld is working as a guide in one of the ghost towns, and the team he leads is at the No. 034 competition venue."

"Garm?" Su Qingxing repeated the name over and over again, but he knew almost nothing about the distant Nineteenth City of the Underworld.

"Garm is one of the famous hellhounds." The voice of the god of death sounded again, "His popularity is not very loud in the human world, but in the nineteen cities of the underworld, the Garm clan and the legendary hellhound Cerberus Like the Cerberus Clan, they are all powerful Cerberus Clans."

Although Su Qingxing didn't know anything about Garm or Cerberus, he understood the three words "Cerberus".

In the underworld, there are many races that are suitable to be the gatekeepers at the entrance of the underworld, which is now called the guides of the underworld. Among them, the race of Su Qingxing's mother, the bullhead clan, the horse face clan, the hell dog clan, and the ghost lamp clan that Su Qingxing lied about before are all monster clans that are very suitable to be guides in the underworld.

but……

Basically, the well-known Yaozu don't look down on the job of "leader of the underworld".

The Cerberus clan is considered the top bloodline among them, and they usually stay in the nineteenth city of the underworld aloofly, and they will never allow the noble cushions on their feet to step into the entrance of the underworld in their eyes.

"There will be hell dogs to guide the underworld?" Su Qingxing was a little skeptical.

"To be precise, it is the sixty-seventh young master of a certain branch of the Garm tribe." Soi Ying repeated again, "Although the Cerberus tribe is powerful, the only ones who are so powerful are the pure-blooded ones at the top of the pyramid."

"Yeah, the fertility of the Cerberus family is too strong, and almost every one of them likes to mess around outside. As a result, a bunch of mixed-race Garms were created. This young master is also the head of a remote mixed-race family. The sixty-seventh son of my son." The snake girl also explained, "But the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. The father of the young master once worked with us. This time, in order for his son to win the competition, it can be said that With all the money, we will..."

"Why do you want to win the competition?" Su Qingxing felt a little funny at first, but quickly realized, "Could it be because...the winning underworld guide can choose the path of promotion?"

"Yes, the entrance to the underworld was originally just a springboard for the young master. The purpose of their family from the beginning of his appointment was to allow him to use the opportunity of this ghost town meeting to take a higher post." Mo Lao no longer hides it now. Tucked in, "And the, uh, gift from that family is really sincere."

"Ahem." Su Qingxing did not expect that there was still a bribery incident in the ghost town conference, "Because of this, you eliminated all other contestants in this competition venue before the competition ended?"

"After all, they are just some small ghosts." The judges showed no concern, while bowing their heads respectfully to Su Qingxing, "Don't worry, chief judge, we will help you hide your gift. After the conference is over, all the gifts prepared for you by all related parties will be sent to the Temple of Death."

"All related households?" After hearing what the judges said, Su Qingxing laughed instead of anger, "It seems that your business here is really good."

"this……"

Just as the judges were about to explain, they saw the projection of the chief judge standing up from his seat and suddenly waving his sleeves.

"For this kind of thing, the contestants who are still alive are 'eliminated'? It seems that everyone has to make a choice, whether to choose those who are sincerely connected, or the general judge of the Temple of Death and me who seem to be soft-spoken, everyone Colleagues?" Su Qingxing looked down at the other judges at the round table in a standing posture.

"..."

Hearing what Su Qingxing said, the god of death who turned into a snow wolf also stood up, looking straight at his fiancé.

There is no way, when Su Qingxing uttered the words "Death Temple", it was extremely pleasing to the ear, and coupled with the amazing aura revealed at this moment, it is really... very cute.

Chapter 99 The Enemy Approaches

The matter involved the vital interests of ghost town No. 666, so Su Qingxing had to intervene.

So far, Su Qingxing can only rejoice that he came early rather than coincidentally. If he can't stop these self-pocketed guys here, then the contestants in No. 666 ghost town don't know what they will experience. I don't know if he was eliminated suddenly after waking up, or if he was instantly killed by the system the moment he met the sixty-seven young master...

You know, being eliminated in the ghost town conference is not just as simple as taking a rest, the eliminated players have to face

It is very likely that they will be wiped out and never be reborn forever.

Under such circumstances, how could Su Qingxing continue to remain silent?

"I want to see the image of the sixty-seven young master, can I call it out?" Su Qingxing's tone was calm, but to the judges, it sounded more like the brief tranquility before the storm.

"Master Chief Judge, all the pictures that appear on the light screen here are random." Mo Lao replied with some trembling.

"Really?" There was a smile in Su Qingxing's voice again, but it was more scary than before.

"It can be transferred." This time it was Ma Mian who had been silent all this time, and he even turned his head to look at other colleagues, "Everyone, I don't think it is a good choice to hide in front of the chief judge. Please Everyone must remember that we are judges, and sitting there is the chief judge, and the second person in charge of the Temple of Death."

Su Qingxing glanced at Ma Mian silently, knowing that he had already made the first choice, and knew very clearly which one should be chosen before the relationship between the accountant and the general judge.

So the video of the young girl that Su Qingxing found just now started to play again, and the entire light screen was even split into four in an instant.

In these four light screens with different images, Su Qingxing saw the team of the young girl, the team of the man with glasses FT, the team of ghost town No. 666, and another team that Su Qingxing had never seen before.

The hooves of the horse's face moved on the light screen, and then the light screens of the first three teams disappeared instantly, leaving only the image of the last team that Su Qingxing was completely unfamiliar with being continuously enlarged, and everyone could even hear a voice appearing from the light screen .

"My lord, is it really okay for us to just hide here?" It was a woman who spoke, and her voice could be heard to be delicate.

"What's hiding? We're just here for vacation." Another voice sounded young, but also very arrogant, "After the other ghost towns are beaten up, I'll go to the next stop with all the little beauties, how about it? "

"My lord, do we really not need a competition?" This time the voice was crunchy and sounded a little immature.

"Hahahahahaha! Don't you see who I am, my lord?! My lord, I am the rising star of the Garmu tribe, hahahaha!" The young voice was laughing.

In the picture, a man and several young women in flamboyant and revealing clothes are lying on a luxurious-looking soft candy sofa, eating a few cotton candy roses in their hands. The place where this team is located is not a place like a rest station, it looks more like a mansion on the gourmet planet!

In the corner of the living room where they were, a few aborigines in candy paper costumes had their mouths blocked by oversized candy balls, and their bodies were still tied with elastic jellybeans, and they were whining and praying for something. Judging from the environment at the scene, those people should be the original owners of the house.

Among the contestants stood several people in maid outfits, pinching the shoulders and legs of the guy sitting in the middle of the sofa with a look of fear.

As for the guy sitting in the middle... he should be the sixty-seven young master of the Garm family branch. He seemed to be afraid that others would not know his identity, and he was wearing a shirt with the words "Garm" written on it. A white T-shirt with a black background, and a pair of fluffy black ears on top of his head also showed his identity as a canine.