Some teams also wore the same uniform, but none of them wore black night clothes in broad daylight like these five, which was really too strange.
"They're cosplaying here!" the fat man chuckled.
Huai Xu said, "We should also get our team uniforms ready in advance."
Qin Ze said calmly, "Disorder is also a form of order."
The fat man gave a thumbs up. "It has to be Brother Ze."
On the dais, the Education Bureau and the Maka Race ambassador were seated.
The Education Bureau has no idea what's gotten into the Maka Race ambassador this year.
This was completely contrary to expectations.
Not only did I watch the individual competitions from beginning to end on the first day, but today's team competitions are also here.
In previous years, this thing would only sit for ten minutes before leaving.
The Maka Race ambassador searched for Qin Ze in the crowd.
Unfortunately, there were too many people present.
There were heads packed together, and you couldn't find anyone.
After the individual competition ended yesterday, he immediately reported the suspected leak of information about the Fire Movement Technique to his superiors upon returning to the embassy.
To his surprise, the higher-ups reacted very coldly to the news.
I only replied with one sentence.
"Continue to observe covertly."
The bewildered ambassador contacted his friends in Council and learned that the royal family was in trouble.
The Maka Race is preoccupied with its own internal affairs and has no time to worry about external matters.
After much deliberation, the ambassador returned to the site today, ready to carry out his mission of "covert observation."
Even if the sky falls, there's always someone tall enough to hold it up.
Even if a royal war broke out, it would have nothing to do with him, a Sidelines envoy stationed abroad.
Especially since he was an envoy stationed among the insignificant Human Race.
The host in the square announced loudly, "Today is the second day of the Hundred Schools Competition, and the most exciting event is the team competition."
"This year's team competition has a record high of 503 participating teams and more than 2,000 players."
"Alright, let's get down to business."
"The first round of the team competition has officially begun!"
As the whistle blew, the participating teams in the square entered the Mystic Dream Otherworld one after another.
Meanwhile, teams from all over the world were also being transported to the Otherworld through portals.
Once the professional team regained their vision, they found themselves on a fighting stage.
This arena is more than three times the size of yesterday's individual competition.
The five people immediately took their positions.
Qin Ze is in the center.
Huai Xu and Wen Jing on the left and right, respectively.
The fat man and Lu Tongtong were a few steps behind.
A flash of white light disappeared in an instant.
Five men dressed in black night clothes stood on the other side of the arena.
Huai Xu raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect our first opponent to be them."
There was a ten-second countdown above the ring.
The countdown has ended, which means the tournament has officially begun.
As the countdown ended, Huai Xu preemptively fired an arrow.
The leader did not flinch, letting the arrow pierce his chest.
This has stumped even the professional team.
Huai Xu frowned and fired another arrow, piercing the opponent's heart once more.
The five people opposite them stood motionless, like statues.
Qin Ze suddenly had a bad feeling.
Huai Xu angrily retorted, "Are you trying to disgust people like this?"
"If you don't want to play, then get lost and stop getting in my way."
The man with two arrows sticking out of his chest grinned.
He reached into his robes with his right hand and pulled out a bronze bell.
"It's time to wake up from this dream."
Ring ring ring~
The man gently shook it, and the crisp sound of the bell echoed in everyone's ears.
Qin Ze suddenly felt a wave of dizziness.
The scene before my eyes began to distort.
Lu Tongtong and the others crouched down in agony, clutching their heads, unable to even stand.
Click click click--
Cracks began to appear in the surrounding space.
The dream is collapsing rapidly.
The fissures grew larger and larger, gradually evolving into enormous black holes.
Qin Ze was uncontrollably sucked into the black hole.
Immediately, he felt his body being pulled and ripped apart, as if his hands and feet were about to be torn off.
Just as his body was about to split in two, Qin Ze suddenly opened his eyes.
He gasped for breath, quickly looked around, and found himself floating in endless darkness.
"This is... still in Otherworld."
This situation would never occur under normal operating conditions in the Mystic Dream Otherworld.
I entered a Otherworld Otherworld and dreamed, then woke up after leaving, but now I'm awake in that Otherworld.
Something's not right.
Qin Ze thought of the bell in the Man in Black's hand on the arena.
It's that bell.
It shattered the dream, forcibly waking the person.
Qin Ze's unease grew stronger.
His intuition told him that this was not an accident.
Meanwhile, the projections of the arena battles, which were originally broadcasting live from Otherworld, and the television broadcasts around the world, appeared to have lost their signal, filled with static.
The Education Bureau, sitting on the podium, frowned.
What is the tech department doing?
The whole world was live-streaming, and now it's turned into this.
The Maka Race ambassador standing nearby also looked displeased; what was the point of secretly observing them?
What's going on?
"You Human Race can't even properly develop a small Otherworld."
"I think it's best if our Maka Race takes over the entire Otherworld."
"They won't let us down at the crucial moment."
The Maka Race ambassador's sarcastic remarks made the Education Bureau feel extremely embarrassed.
At that moment, the assistant hurriedly ran to the Education Bureau and whispered something in his ear.
The Education Bureau's face visibly darkened, and he gritted his teeth, whispering, "What do you mean by 'out of control'?"
You have three minutes. You must resume the live stream immediately after three minutes.
The assistant, drenched in sweat, replied, "Yes, yes, I'll go and talk to the technical department right away."
The Maka Race ambassador yawned boredly and said jokingly, "If you have any technical questions, feel free to ask."
"Our race has over a hundred years of experience in developing Otherworld, and we will help you solve your problems."
The Education Bureau gave a forced smile, "There's nothing wrong, it's just that the TV signal is down."
The ambassador crossed his arms. "I hope so."
Sizzle~
At this moment, an incredibly noisy sound erupted from the projection in the square and the live broadcasts from various locations.
Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a long skirt and heavy makeup appeared.
The man waved at the camera.
Hello friends all over the world, can you see the picture?
The Education Bureau was a little confused.
Where did this perverted man come from?
The Maka Race ambassador seemed to be watching with great interest, thinking it was some kind of intermission interaction.
The only problem is that the host is a bit ugly.
The man in the video continued, "First, let me introduce myself. I am the middle seat of one of the Twelve Zodiac Signs of the Fairness Society, Virgo."
"Ordinary people may not know me or our organization, so let me briefly introduce myself."
"We, the Fairness Society always uphold the ideals of striving for Fairness and justice and cleaning up the filth in the world."
Virgo grinned and opened his arms. "Today, taking advantage of the Hundred Schools Competition, I will officially show you how we cleanse the world of its filth."
Come on, let's cheer for this grand feast!
The Education Bureau realized the situation was dire, jumped to his feet, and hurriedly shouted to the law Law Enforcement maintaining order nearby, "Quickly, fetch the Grand Consul!"