"I'm tired of it!" Under the spotlight, a man in a leotard restrained his desire to yawn in countless flashes, and beside him, the master of ceremonies in a black suit was shouting hard:

"Even if I don't need to talk nonsense, the facts are already in front of you! There is no doubt that the first person on the list of superheroes this year is still the hero from Peanutton, the immortal body, Vic Pad! ”

The audience cheered, and the man who stood proudly in the center of the stage couldn't help but yawn as the center of the stage.

"I'm tired of this position."

He thought that whether it was the glamorous girl, or the cheering crowd, whether it was the opponent of the same superhero, or the supervillains who failed again and again, it could no longer arouse the slightest interest in him.

He's already won too much.

"Superheroes or something, I'm tired of it!"

The man glanced at the audience in the compliment of everyone, and perfunctory interviews with reporters from all walks of life with words that he said over and over again, but at this moment, a murmur appeared-

"Mr. Pader, we just got a message and would like to confirm it with you......"

“？” He didn't give any answer, just threw a look and motioned for the reporter from the top media to continue.

"We've heard that you're applying for a visa to travel to the Flame Country?"

Brush!

Almost instantly, the otherwise noisy venue fell silent in an instant, as if everything had hit the stop button at this moment, but then, with Vic Pader's "yes" exit, everything was back to normal again.

"Mr. Pader, I don't really understand, with your current status, why would you go to a place like Yanguo?"

"Do you need to ask?" Listening to the reporter's persistent questioning, Vic Pad showed a flamboyant smile -

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

……

"Mr. Vic Pader, this is the last confirmation, have you actually read the "Instructions for Living in the Yan Country"?" Yanguo Customs, in the face of this internationally renowned "superhero", the staff calmly sorted out the information in their hands.

"Of course." Vic Pad nodded solemnly, but his gaze unconsciously stayed on the public servant in front of him.

Because the man in front of him, wearing gold-wire glasses and a cheap suit, actually gave him a tricky feeling.

There is no doubt that with physical fitness alone, the pair can become a super-criminal that is a headache for all superheroes.

"Is this the Yan Country? It's an irrepressible thrill! Vic Pad only felt that his body was excited, and even though there was no fighting, the powerful superpower known as the immortal body had already worked spontaneously.

And for all these changes, the customs staff didn't seem to have the slightest sense, just calmly took out a document and handed it over-

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

"Disclaimer?" Vic Pad took the document handed by the man, although his Yan Chinese level was not very good, but the basic listening, speaking, reading and writing skills were still there.

And this so-called disclaimer is sprinkled with thousands of words, and the content can be summed up in one sentence to put it bluntly-

"In the territory of Yanguo, any damage that may be caused by accidents will be borne by me."

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

"What, do you think my immortal body will be injured by this little problem?" Vic Pad looked at the documents detailing things like getting into a car accident by mistake, running and colliding, getting lost, ...... and a series of unexpected clauses, I just thought it was extremely funny, and the most outrageous thing was that he actually saw the outrageous clause of "being injured by a baby".

For a while, he suddenly felt that the statement that "the people of the Yan country are not mentally normal" that Colombia has been propagating all along, as if, maybe, probably, is not simply demonization?

"We have also heard about Mr. Pader's superpowers, but this is the formal process of applying for a visa, and of course, if you are willing to sign a letter of guarantee that you will wear protective clothing when you are not a foreign guest in Yanguo, this disclaimer can also be exempted."

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

"We pay a deposit equal to the cost price of our protective clothing and will be fully refunded when you leave......"

"No, I'll sign it."

Vic Pad stopped the staff's "sales", in Colombia, he has seen too many of this kind of trial refund routine, directly picked up the "life and death certificate" and signed his name, and then stamped his own seal, and completed the full set of entry procedures.

"Then, welcome to Yanguo, please set the mobile phone emergency communication number to the 'emergency line for crooked nuts' before entering the country."

……

Walking out of the airport, Pad couldn't help frowning a little as he watched the crooked nuts dressed like astronauts walking down the street, he came to Yanguo to become the strongest in the world, not to see a group of compatriots who were embarrassed in funny protective suits!

"Forget it, it's over!"

Pader took a deep breath, but held back from having a seizure, according to the rules of the Yan Country, if the crooked nut comes to the Yan Country for the first time, he must first live in the designated exchange city for at least a month, which is called the "adaptation period", but in the mouth of the Colombian media, this is a despicable, unscrupulous means of squeezing tourists' time and money.

Pader, who knows what the domestic media is, doesn't believe this claim, but he is still a little disappointed that this crooked kernel is even more than the environment of his own people.

“oh！ Are you immortal? Are you really here in the Yan Country? ”

Suddenly, a Victorian voice with a strange accent came from beside him, and Pad immediately turned his head to see a man in a bulky hazmat suit waving at him.

Seeing this, Pader, who was lacking a tour guide, did not refuse people thousands of miles away, and immediately nodded and said:

"It's me, who is you?"

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

The man introduced himself in a somewhat familiar tone, then glanced at Pader's suitcase, and immediately said:

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

"I'm applying for a visa without protective clothing." Pad mentioned it simply, and Lao Mo immediately slapped the fully enclosed helmet and said suddenly:

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

(End of chapter)