Don't Underestimate [Program Effect]!

"Looks like your preliminaries went smoothly!"

At the contestants' hotel, Old Li had appeared at some point and was speaking cheerfully. Hearing this, Feng Xue shook his head.

"They're all noobs who have absolutely no idea how strong they are. I think most of them entered the competition to act as hidden mines for blowing up us outsiders."

Perhaps because the information he had obtained by using his authority contained a more convenient method, or perhaps because he had realized that his current identity was unsuitable for participating in the God Selection Arena, Old Li had not signed up for this competition.

Still, it couldn't be said that he was being cowardly. There were simply too many hidden traps in this so-called competition. Leaving aside people like the God of Live Broadcast, who came down with a stupidity aura active just to gank noobs, even the tags on those ordinary contestants were enough to give anyone a headache.

Feng Xue himself had his Golden Finger, allowing him to observe his opponents' tags at all times. His fighting style also involved piloting a mecha, which let him keep a sufficient distance. That was why he hadn't exposed himself during the mere preliminaries.

As a counterexample, before a certain weird tale had even started fighting, its opponent had already changed from an ice elemental into a betel nut...

And then it had exposed itself.

This made Feng Xue realize that this world had more than just Hell Jokes. It also had dad jokes...

Hmm, was the Frozen Hell also a hell?

"That joke was cold enough." Carefully hiding the salt, which was hopping back and forth inside his pocket, Feng Xue forcibly shifted his attention. Old Li, however, seemed to have no taboos at all. He casually tossed a document bag to