I’m Really Not A Perfect Male God

Seeing that Ling Yun didn't speak, the staff continued: "It's a good thing for young people to be arrogant, but it's not entirely a good thing. It's better to pay attention to your measure."

"You may not know how many people behind you will offend when you just said this sentence."

Ling Yun didn't seem to understand the staff's meaning: "Why? I think the old guys here are very kind. How could they start to be hostile to me because of the championship I want? You see, they are still smiling now." Ling Yun pointed to the person behind him and said to the staff.

"Yeah, how can we be angry? It's his ability that the little brother can win the championship, so we will naturally bless him." Ling Yun looked at him and said with a smile on his face.

The people behind also all echoed the Tao.

Ling Yun secretly said in his heart that this group of people could actually speak. From the beginning of queuing up, they have also said a word just now.

Ling Yun thought they were all dumb.

"Look, I believe the people here are generous." Ling Yun glanced at the people behind, most of them were full of poop.

Ling Yun felt that he didn't have any logical problems when he said this.

Their belly is really big!

The staff smiled slightly: "Okay, your information has been entered, now pay the registration fee."

As soon as the keychains of the two people met, the number on the keychain in Ling Yun's hand dropped rapidly, and finally became zero.

After the payment was successful, the staff did not say anything, just let Ling Yun leave. However, looking at the back of Ling Yun leaving, the staff paid more attention. The time to see his back was longer than that of other applicants.

The next fugitive-offender's turn.

The staff checked the fugitive's identity information as usual.

After the fugitive came to the first district, Ling Yun helped him register an identity.

Therefore, the current fugitives do not belong to the criminals.

Naturally, you can also participate in the competition.

"Why do you want to participate in the competition?" the staff asked as usual.

The fugitive-criminal scratched his head: "I didn't want to participate either, but I was forced to participate. You said I just answered a few words casually, can I not participate?"

"Forced to participate?" Now it was the staff's turn to wonder.

Is anyone forced to participate in this kind of competition?

Even if the registration fee is not high, it is not a small amount.

The staff is sure that this person must have some special talents, so he was forced to participate in the competition.

Otherwise, no matter whether he participates in the competition or not, he himself has no chance of winning.

"Do you have any special talents?" asked Ren Yun, working.

"Uh... I might eat more. If I don't participate in the competition, he will say that he won't eat for me. There is no way, I can only come and participate."

"……"staff member.

"..." The crowds lined up behind.

Hearing what the fugitive said, they couldn't help being silent. Is this game going to be a big stomach game?

Everyone thought it was impossible.

Because last year's game was a big appetite game.

You can't hold the same competition for two years in a row.

"Okay, you go, remember to come to the game tomorrow." The staff was speechless and had to let him leave first.

However, the staff also took note of this man from his heart.

He always felt that this person was not simple, and this unspeakable feeling made him feel that the two people who signed up just now would be amazed by him in the competition.

"Why are you participating in the competition?" The staff repeated the question again.

"Hey, it doesn't matter whether you won or not, I am mainly going to make a little contribution to our area." The pot-bellied man said flatly with a smile.

"Well, I thank you for your contribution on behalf of the first district." The staff said with a smile.

But when he said this, he didn't move at all, and didn't look up at him the whole time.

He can't bear any interest in potbellied men. He has heard such words many times, and almost everyone who comes here to sign up has said so.

The pot-bellied man was very disappointed when he saw that the staff didn't even look at him. He noticed that the staff looked at the people in front of him. How come he doesn't even look at himself?

The potbellied man was disappointed, and after paying the money, he left quickly.

The staff sighed insignificantly, and then recorded the information of the people who signed up later.

If he said what he gained today, it might be that he met the two people just now.

Back home, Ling Yun glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's evening.

If nothing happens, tomorrow will be the day of the game.

People say that the unknown is terrible, and now Ling Yun has realized that he has a bit of sentiment.

A sense of tension appeared in Ling Yun's heart for the first time. He didn't know if he could win the championship. If he could not, how should he continue to find the center of the secret realm.

Also, Ling Yun has never seen a cultivator coming in from the outside world, which makes Ling Yun a little curious, where have they all gone?

Even if the first area is not easy to enter, someone should be able to come in, because Ling Yun found that the technology here is strong.

But there is no cultivator like the outside world.

At least so far, Ling Yun has not seen one.

Leaving aside the other people, just talking about the leader, Ling Yun felt that it would not be difficult for a leader to enter the first zone.

There were Gu Feng, Gong Fei, and Lu Yin, and Ling Yun wanted to know where they were now.

Entering the secret realm this time also made Ling Yun understand that it would be very bad for people like them if they didn't have a tool to contact each other in the secret realm.

Because the secret realm is really too big, I want it, but with luck, it is obviously a very difficult thing to find the other party.

Suddenly Ling Yun had an idea.

He took out the communicator that the leader gave him.

Ling Yun didn't know whether the communicator could be used in the secret realm, but he was going to give it a try. If it could be used, Ling Yun would be able to find Lu Yin.

Call Lu Yin over, and if something dangerous happens, he can still have an extra helper.

Ling Yun's eyes lit up when the communicator was turned on.

Unexpectedly, the communicator could actually be used in the secret realm.

Ling Yun operated the communicator and sent a message in the group chat of the twelve people.

Ling Yun: Has anyone entered the secret realm? Where are everyone who entered the secret realm now?

The leader is the first person to reply to Ling Yun.

Leader: Come in, where are you?

Killer: I am in District 6 with the crying ghost. The environment here is really bad. There are factories all around, and the waste water is discharged indiscriminately, and there is no order at all.

Killer: I wanted to eat something, but I found that the rice here was all mushy and sticky. It looked disgusting and I didn't want to eat it at all.

Crybaby: Yes, but I think the environment here is even more outrageous than what the killer described.

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