Lynn sneered.
Tap, tap-
He pressed twice in quick succession!
The number above his head instantly soared to [103]!
One ╬ after another popped above the heads of the Mechanical Puppet and the two undead.
They pressed three times in succession.
Some strange desire to win seemed to have taken hold of them.
With a whoosh.
Raging flames seemed to ignite around both sides, and currents shot from their eyes, crackling and exploding as their gazes collided. They stared each other down.
"Waaah-"
Caught between the two sides, the vampire clutched her chest with an (ΩДΩ) expression, looking left and right. She was utterly distraught.
"Don't sandwich a newbie between you when you're competing!!"
"She's completely innocent!"
Besides, she had already figured it out. That guy, Number Four, was clearly playing weak to catch them off guard!
How could he still use such an ancient trick?!
But clearly.
Her words had absolutely no effect.
Almost that very instant, both enraged sides began pressing their buttons faster.
Bang, bang, bang, bang-
For a moment.
The entire hall filled with the explosive pounding of buttons, the tension searing.
And this showdown between men had inexplicably begun over an equally inexplicable desire to win!
Hearing the commotion, many of the Night Doctors on the outskirts gathered around in shock, watching the blistering speed of both sides' hands.
"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"
"Are all this year's recruits this competitive?! Over a hundred! They've all passed a hundred!"
"You've got to be kidding! Are they trying to break the Night Doctors' all-time pain limit record?!"
Even the chief examiner's gaze grew urgent.
Strong!
So strong!
Competition really did bring pressure!
Just watching made his blood boil!
"Look! Look over there! Raging flames are rising above Contestant One's head! His CPU is clearly heating