The Big Stomach Contest seems to be a kind of traditional event competition held at every food festival, and it is not difficult to understand the literal meaning, which is to get a bunch of people together, and then eat and drink together, and see who can eat the best, who is the big stomach.

This is a task based on machine spirits, of course Ding Zhu will not think that the main target of this big stomach king is herself, she thinks, this big stomach king competition is only afraid that it is against Zhenbai.

Does this count as a play to his expertise?

Ding Zhu hesitated for a moment, and looked at the small body of Zhenbai, although it repeatedly said that it was like not having enough to eat after entering the task, but this was ready to participate in the competition, and she always felt that something was a little bit worse.

"Can I refuse?" Ding Zhu turned her attention to the fortune boy, although she knew that as long as she was hit by the task, it was almost impossible to refuse, but she still planned to give it a try, what if she could?

"I'm afraid not! Once our jackpot is given away, it will never be recovered. The boy looked surprised: "What a great opportunity! You can eat all the food in our food town, why would you say no? ”

Sure enough, no, Ding Zhu looked towards Mahaku, only to see that Mahaku was also looking at her, she was a little worried that this game was another match that didn't match her words, if Mahaku was allowed to participate, would she encounter anything, but Mahaku nodded vigorously at her and said that she had no problem.

It looks like it's a duck on the shelves now.

After receiving the golden pig from the hand of the fortune boy, the face of the fortune boy showed an extremely bright smile, and he even turned his head on the ground with joy: "Very good, very good, all the participants have been found!" ”

As soon as the words of the fortune boy fell, Ding Zhu found that her scene had changed, and everything around her had changed dramatically.

The paper is gone, the golden pig is gone, the crowd is gone, and even the boy who gave the fortune is gone.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, Ding Zhu found herself on a large square flat ground, with a red carpet on top of it, and the background around her was like the third floor of the town, and it looked like she was standing on top of a stage again.

To be honest, Ding Zhu has a very bad impression of the stage now, especially after experiencing the flying knife copy, she feels very scary as long as she mentions the two words of the stage.

Forcibly suppressing the trembling feeling in his body, Ding Zhu withdrew his gaze from the surroundings of this flat land and landed on the top of this flat land.

She stood in one of the four corners of the flat land, and her eyes could only see the one around her, that is, what was on the other three corners, but she couldn't really see.

Even the inference that the flat ground was a square was inferred from the fact that the angle at which she stood was a ninety-degree right angle.

Ding Zhu tried to leave the place where he was standing to check farther away from the clearing, but found that he and Mahaku were trapped in the same small one-meter-square box, unable to leave at all.

Just when she was still trying to figure out how to get out of this box, she suddenly heard a familiar voice sounding from the middle of the clouds: "Our game is about to start, are you also looking forward to this big stomach king competition?" ”

"Yes!"

The overly neat cheers made Ding Zhu feel bad all of a sudden, especially when she heard the host's voice again, she felt that all the goosebumps on her body came out in an instant.

Even if the voice was dead and burned to ashes, she thought she would be able to distinguish it in an instant.

The owner of this voice is the voice of the host in the flying knife copy, although nearly two days have passed, but when he thinks of the flying knife copy at that time, Ding Zhu can still feel the coolness that seeps into his bones!

No, not what she thought it would be, not another game like the one in the Throwing Knife dungeon, she didn't want to repeat it at all.

"Alright! Let's take a look at the contestants this time! As the host's voice continued to appear, Ding Candle found that the clouds and fog around him were slowly dissipating, completely exposing the entire venue and the surrounding situation.

Heaven apparently did not stand by Ding Zhu's side, nor did it hear her heart's prayers.

When all the clouds had cleared, Ding Candle discovered that it was really a boxy square stage, and on the four corners of the stage stood four groups of people, including himself.

These four groups are all different in age and gender, but one thing is the same, they all carry machine spirits.

At this moment, Ding Zhu realized one thing, this task may not only be entered by his own group of resetters, but there may be many resetters entering, and the purpose of their entry is the same as his own.

It's just that why he hasn't seen these people until now, Ding Zhu can't explain it.

Looking at the other three groups of people, they were a young woman of about twenty-five years old, with long hair and a shawl, wearing a snow-white professional uniform, but there was a faint flow of cyan patterns on this professional uniform, and at a glance it was clear that she was not wearing an ordinary professional uniform, it should be equipment obtained in the endless world, and there was a monitor lizard standing beside her.

This is supposed to be her machine spirit.

There was also a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, this young man wore a pair of Svenven glasses, looked very thin, like when he was in high school, he always sat in the first row and could only read and nothing nerd, and even he was dressed very much like a high school student, and next to him was an ant about the size of a golden retriever.

The last one was a middle-aged man in his forties, who, unlike women and teenagers, had something called strength all over his body. His muscles were knotted, he wore a gold chain around his neck, he wore a black vest, and his bare arms were painted with turquoise flower arms.

A set of pythons nested quietly at his feet.

Let's not talk about these resetters, but these machine spirits look very domineering, both in terms of body size and appearance, they give people a strong sense of shock, in comparison, the true white around Ding Zhu seems to be too childish.

The hairy body, round eyes, round body, sitting upright on the ground, the big tail is still spinning, how to look like a pet.