A Chaotic Situation

"A large group of contestants lying down?"

Among all the teams, none were as straightforward as Zhang Xuezhou's team.

These people practically had my patient written all over their faces.

But it's highly unusual for a team of sick patients to break into the quarterfinals.

"Song Sijia joined this team, Zhang Xuezhou's mother is faster than a rabbit, Wang Li somehow mastered the Xuan Turtle gene cultivation in just over a year, and also learned the Shield Armor Combat Technique, becoming extremely resilient, Zhang Manqian is sickly, but still fights swiftly, and this Zhang Xuezhou..."

Luo Gaogao couldn't bring herself to criticize this kind of participating team.

If you're saying these guys aren't sick, then they're definitely a bit abnormal. Zhang Xuezhou, the team captain, even missed two consecutive days of competition.

But if someone were to say that these people are really sick, and that the patient group could compete with them for the top four, then that illness seems a bit far-fetched.

"How did they make it to the final rounds?" Zhu Kuang asked, puzzled. "Did Song Sijia get the guns every time?"

"Didn't Junior Sister Zhang say she had a terrible headache?" Ding Hao interjected, "How did she even participate in the competition?"

"We can't get the live recording right now, so we have no idea how they won," Luo Gaogao said, his head throbbing.

Having fought through nearly 500 teams to this point, no one believes that the other teams survived by sheer luck.

The thought of Zhang Manqian's insane and unreasonable fighting skills gave Luo Gaogao a headache.

However, being in the quarantine area, each team didn't have much information, and Luo Gaogao could only get information from some players who were willing to reveal relevant details.

"Young Master Luo!"

"Young Master, look!"

Lu Da and Lu Er, who were in charge of the setup, quickly handed over the video device, which then displayed a video feed.

"Down, down, down, down, the game is over?"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou repeatedly tap his hand in the video, turning the running of several people into a tumbling motion, Luo Gaogao felt a sudden, inexplicable fear.

"Is Zhang Xuezhou really that strong?"

Zhu Kuang's pupils dilated slightly.

"Is this a video recorded on site?" Luo Gaogao asked solemnly.

"It's from their live stream," Lu Dadao said. "It's this Xuanxuan!"

"That's Zhang Xuezhou's mother," Zhu Kuang said in a low voice.

Song Fengying talked nonsense during the live broadcast, saying things that left Luo Gaogao completely baffled, but the live broadcast footage presented by Song Fengying was authentic.

Among all the participating teams, none of them were willing to cooperate with Zhang Xuezhou's performance.

"If he could turn this occasion into a performance, he..."

"He has likely taken control of the entire game!"

Luo Gaogao hesitated for a few seconds, then Zhu Kuang added a sentence.

Looking into each other's eyes, they couldn't help but see bitterness in each other's eyes.

"Let's go, we have to see them eventually," Luo Gaogao said, standing up.

The information obtained by the best explorer was not as detailed as what Song Fengying revealed herself.

Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang never did live streaming before, and after receiving this live streaming information, their confidence in the quarterfinals was completely shattered.

In a short period of time, he could hardly think of a way to crack Zhang Xuezhou.

Their opponents were practically on a completely different track.

"To hell with Five-Star Crane Form Fist and Five-Star Kunpeng Fighting Technique! What kind of Crane Form Fist can be used like that? What kind of pheasant-kunpeng fighting technique is that? I've never even heard of them!"

Zhu Kuang used foul language.

Then, he followed Luo Gaogao in a sullen manner.

Ding Hao dared not speak and could only follow silently, with Lu Da and Lu Er following behind.

The five people filed out and headed towards the entrance to the venue.

Even through several banners, people could still see five heads heading towards another passageway.

The production team of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" is now recruiting actors nationwide!

"Have you auditioned for the best protagonist today?"

The words on the banner inexplicably irritated Luo Gaogao.

"Young Master Zhu, your company's TV commercials have even reached here?" Luo Gaogao asked.

"No," Zhu Kuangmo said, "Even if our family were incredibly bold, we would never dare to interfere with the sequencing conference, and we don't have the capability."

"Look over there, that director from your company, he's with a bunch of people over there setting up the cameras!"

"Holy crap, how did they get in here?"

If they hadn't already entered the sequencing competition, Zhu Kuangzhen really wanted to run over and ask these people what was going on.

This is not an occasion where the Zhu family can interfere at will, nor is it a place where the Zhu family can engage in underhanded tactics.

In this area, whether you want to enter or leave, you need to go through multiple checks. Even someone like his father could only wait in the outer area.

"Currently, the only non-participants who can enter the sequencing conference are medical teams and special medical personnel, as well as family members who register in advance, and those involved in film and television production... Has the sequencing committee become so short of funds?"

Luo Gaogao scratched his head, finally suppressing all his questions.

Rather than figuring out how these people got in, he was more concerned with figuring out the true capabilities of the "large group lying down" and finding a way to defeat them.

"Song Sijia possesses the Dragon Might Combat Technique, and Zhang Xuezhou's fighting technique seems to be similar to a deterrent-type fighting technique, but his striking range is too far, which is a bit abnormal!"

Luo Gaogao was wearing the basic protective gear that was required.

He glanced at it several times, and finally put on a headgear that would somewhat hinder his performance.

"Let's try to play it safe and be on guard," Luo Gaogao said.

"We also need to get the airdropped supplies as quickly as possible, and be careful that they don't get weapons," Zhu Kuang said. "If we can get asbestos helmets, our chances of winning should be over 50%."

"Young Master Zhu, I'm fast!" Ding Hao volunteered.

"If you can run fast, run more," Zhu Kuang said. "If we don't go all out this time, we won't get out."

"With a single swordfish thrust, I can leap ten meters..."

"Wake up! You're not a swordfish anymore, you can't thrust!"

Zhu Kuang felt a chill after hearing Ding Hao's self-recommendation.

Ding Hao has a few good points. He's truly obedient, can take a beating, and works hard without complaint. Moreover, Ding Hao's fighting skills are above average, so he doesn't lower the level of their team.

The investment in high-end medical services did create some initial impact, and after several matches, Ding Hao's performance was impeccable.

"Attention! Attention! The competition venue has been expanded!"

As Luo Gaogao stepped out of the preparation area, his eyes widened slightly upon hearing the countdown and the roar of aircraft overhead.

The aircraft was located beyond the distance they had previously observed.

During the competition, two aircraft even hovered overhead, providing extremely accurate indication of the opposing distances within the competition area.

"In the past, we could reach the airdropped supplies in three to five minutes, but now that's impossible. It would take at least eight to ten minutes to get there!"

"The harder it is to retrieve, the greater the potential assistance from airdropped supplies!"

"Both types of airdrops will also prevent the teams from meeting too early!"

"If they want to get both types of airdrop supplies, their team will inevitably be scattered!"

How should we choose?

The countdown to the match started over the loudspeaker. Luo Gaogao and Zhu Kuang exchanged a glance, then looked towards another entrance.

They were in the east, while Zhang Xuezhou and others were in the west; the aircraft were positioned opposite each other, one in the south and one in the north.

When the countdown reached zero, the barrier in front of them automatically retracted, and the two airdrop packages floated down.