First!

First!

When 0175 and 1868 had talked earlier, Teacher Slaughter had heard every word.

He knew the two of them had agreed to both forfeit, but he still clung to a glimmer of hope.

"Getting promoted just by forfeiting is far too easy. Maybe it's a trap." He shared 1868's suspicions.

The two contestants had now reached the platform at the top of the tower, standing on either side of the nine-square grid.

The audience's attention was fixed on them, everyone wondering what would happen next.

0175 knew she had angered Teacher Slaughter. She kept her head bowed, barely daring to look up, waiting for him to lay out the next steps.

Teacher Slaughter had a short temper. On his old show, whenever a lower-class person angered him, he would make sure to trip them up. For example, he might have the staff dump the offender in the most dangerous part of the Forbidden Zone.

But the Forbidden Zone had collapsed, and his show was long gone.

Thinking of that made him involuntarily remember the lower-class person who had brought down the Forbidden Zone. Teacher Slaughter gritted his teeth.

0175 noticed his grim expression and fearfully lowered her head even further.

"What's wrong with him?" 007, who had been watching the show closely, had also noticed the change in Teacher Slaughter's expression. She asked Chu Changge beside her.

Chu Changge reached up to push his glasses, but his hand met empty air. He had transformed into the appearance of an Upper Class person, and no glasses sat on his face now. "He's probably thinking of something pleasant."

007 wasn't especially eager to know what this "pleasant thing" was. She looked around the whole venue again for Louis, but found no trace of him.

"Our seats are pretty high up, so