The Ladder Game Hits the Heavyweight Scene

Even just looking at the top of Mr. Green's head, she could tell he was depressed.

"I wonder what kind of show that pink host is planning." 007 looked up at the hot-air balloons high above, then at the glass ceiling overhead, suspicion stirring in her heart.

Chu Changge was watching Teacher Slaughter on the high platform. He had probably noticed the questions on the audience's faces, too, because he was already dancing around as he introduced the program he had designed.

A somewhat shrill voice boomed from the large speakers on either side, and 007 saw the dust in the air vibrate.

"I believe everyone here has seen Slaughter Game, knows me by the title of Teacher Slaughter, and knows that I never make a spectacle of myself or put on boring shows."

As he spoke, a look of absolute certainty crossed his face. He suddenly spread both arms wide, as if to embrace someone.

The cameraman zoomed out with him, framing Teacher Slaughter's entire figure in the shot.

The big screen on the high platform showed a close-up of him opening his arms to embrace everyone.

But without the screen, looking only at the actual scene, Teacher Slaughter—who was less than five feet three inches tall—looked rather comical making that gesture. A few Upper Class people in the audience laughed.

Teacher Slaughter held his arms open and slowly turned from side to side. Then he tilted his head up with an air of great seriousness. "Today's show will certainly not disappoint you! I'm very glad all the spectators could come today! Welcome, everyone, to today's—Ladder Game!"

As he reached the end, his arms sank down again, then stretched as wide as he could manage.

At the same time, a bang rang out in the sky.

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