"In less than a minute, the answer will be over, if the evidence does not arrive. Xiao Ming's team is about to subtract ten points, what a poor group of children. ”

The host pulled out a white handkerchief and seemed to be wiping away tears.

The scene was very anxious, and the members of Xiao Ming's team and Li Hua's team were frozen with each other.

Skateboarding sweatshirt woman vs golden retriever man in the middle of the score.

A middle-aged crisis man vs a rookie with a gun.

Angry pink suit vs two people!?

The host instantly realized that something was wrong with the scene, what about the wheelchair slut?

She looked around and didn't find Yu Mingchuan's figure, she could only see the uproar in the audience because of this big scuffle.

"Hi ~ Host. I'm here. Aren't you looking for me? Yu Mingchuan's playful voice came faintly from the sand dunes made by the golden retriever.

The host showed a grim smile after determining the direction.

Then, as if 'accidentally', he threw the handkerchief that wiped his tears into the distance.

The handkerchief glowed strangely green, and finally landed on a low sand dune, and then swallowed the sand like a wriggling and crumpled stomach.

As the sand continues to decrease, a worn-out tape is exposed.

As if it had touched something, the tape sent out "Hi ~ Host." After that, it was 'eaten' by the green handkerchief.

The host Alyssa looked at this scene with a puzzled expression.

Then she noticed that the auditorium suddenly became silent, as if she was expecting something.

Following the gaze of the audience, she subconsciously looked overhead. I saw a wheelchair levitating above her head for some time.

"Ah~ I'm really sorry. was discovered. And Yu Mingchuan had landed less than a meter above his head before Alyssa noticed him.

As for the tape, of course, he had just 'created' it in order to confuse the other party.

"Quack~squeak!"

Yu Mingchuan kicked the [Sand Sculpture King's wheelchair] at the last moment, and fell to the ground with this elastic force.

[Sand Sculpture King's Wheelchair] is perfectly stuck on Alyssa's slender body. In order to break free from this bondage, Alyssa writhed like a maggot.

in the audience.

"This kid doesn't do anything, I like Sister Alyssa so much, I only occasionally send her my own body parts. But I never knew that her crazy writhing posture was so graceful. A pale-faced doctor was indignant.

"It's hard to get such an interesting performer, and I cleared it so quickly. Alyssa is such a piece of crap. "This is a puppeteer with a greasy head and a powdered face in the tone of a noblewoman.

"The reward for the show seems to be an introductory paper to the 'sage' trial of the Council of Truth, right? I don't know if this wheelchair can pass. "The audience who spoke this time looked no different from ordinary people.

"If I'm not mistaken, isn't it a C-class scholar who passed that trial, and I'm currently a D-class person." The doctor scoffed, and continued.

"If he really passed and happened to join the organization I belonged to, then wouldn't he be my boss." The doctor fell into deep thought.

Throughout the multiverse, the difference between C-class and D-class is not ordinary. A C-class personnel, no matter how effective they are, is very difficult to die.

Because there will be a large group of D-class and E-class personnel who hold the "talent theory" and desperately show themselves in order to be your direct subordinates.

……

On the stage, Yu Mingchuan also finished reading the love letter in his hand. Then he took a few steps back and asked:

"Did I clear the customs? Miss Elisa. ”

"Of course! Xiao Ming's team wins, and the reward is on the white cylinder in the middle. Alyssa gritted her teeth.

She finally broke free from the wheelchair and threw it on the ground. I found that the wheelchair was very sturdy and there was nothing wrong with it.

Then Yu Mingchuan glanced at the location of the wheelchair, which was right in front of the host - it seemed to be a dangerous area.

But if his idea is correct, as long as it is in front of the audience's eyes, it is actually a safe area.

After all, Alyssa introduced her identity at the beginning - the host. An identity destined to be bound by the show.

So Yu Mingchuan tried to make a face at Alyssa, and after seeing that she didn't react, he jumped back into the wheelchair.

Other players have already chosen to return, and he guesses that everyone's mission may be different. On the first instance that has been presented, the game system may have issued a quest by analyzing the player type.

After receiving the reward, he glanced at it, it was a [Sage Trial Entry Ticket] The level is unknown.

However, Yu Mingchuan did not quit the copy in a hurry, but drove in front of the host unhurriedly.

"As a linguist, the moderator is the content of the expression. The basic abilities of the host are observation ability, knowledge cultivation, field control ability, etc. Experienced stage hosts have strong field control skills, but as a host you are not even qualified. ”

"The planners of this show have taken great pains to create this show for the whole universe. However, the professionalism of the host is really worrying. ”

Alyssa's expression became even more fierce after stopping these few words, and her crooked pitch-black torso continued to tear and reorganize.

And the audience was still in full swing.

After saying these words, Yu Mingchuan was ready to leave.

There are two purposes for saying this, one is that the planner of the show is likely to cut the 'host' after seeing it, after all, her performance in this show is really unqualified.

The second is to spread the popularity of his own universe, the NPC of the last copy can preach, maybe the monster he encountered in the copy one day has watched this show, so that he can pull in the relationship when he preaches.

Disgusting Alyssa is a secondary reason, after all, he has never held grudges.

In the future, he may not have strong brainwashing skills.

You can assimilate your enemies into your own followers and die for yourself. Wouldn't that be better?

His goal is to "have no enemies in the world and build a beautiful and harmonious new homeland".

All right!

……

In the flickering flickering back, he vaguely saw a huge mosaic walking down from the audience.

Yes, it's Mosaic.

The moment he saw the mosaic, a sticky, disgusting smell rose violently in his soul.

It's like eating vegetables.

Terrifying~

Back in his personal space, he was the first to check the panel's status.

"Look directly at an indescribable existence, but has the spiritual pollution been offset by the [Chain of Night]?"

[This dungeon settlement: excellent level]

[Lead the 'Xiao Ming Team' to win the game and overcomplete the dungeon]

[Reward: 3000 source points, one chance to draw a lottery]

It's the same level evaluation as last time.

Dungeon level evaluations are divided into: Qualified, Normal, Excellent, Extraordinary, and Epic.

He thinks that his completion level is already very high, so increasing the dungeon rating should have a significant correlation with the difficulty level of the dungeon itself.