Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 253 Gods Fight for Hegemony Cup! (13) (seeking tickets~)

The spring breeze blows the earth in February.

The orc army led by the orc king's court formally withdrew on February [-] and returned to the extreme arctic ice field.

This move announced the end of the Winter War, which lasted for more than three months.

But for the soldiers guarding the three major passes, the finishing work in the later period is equally important.

The white snow outside the pass has long been churned into piles of crimson mud by bright red flesh and bones.

If it is not handled well, it is likely to cause plague in the gradually warming spring.

Once it is not discovered in time, it is likely to affect the northern region of the northern border.

The soldiers walked out of the pass according to the queue, and found a suitable place for burial in the area bordering the extreme arctic ice sheet.

Dig pits, shovel snow, transport, landfill.

In addition to the soldiers, the students who came to visit from the First Military Academy were also arranged to go to the battlefield to feel the atmosphere and transport the corpses by hand.

In fact, the shape of these corpses can no longer be seen, they are completely puddles of blood and mud.

Mixed with snow water, it gave off an unconcealable stench.

Of course, many students who came to the battlefield for the first time turned pale, their stomach juices were churning, and they might vomit at any time.

In the large pits that bordered the border, once the gore had covered a thin layer, soldiers would sprinkle incendiary potions and set the bones on fire.

Blazing flames rose from the giant pit, creating a snowless land in the snow-covered northern border.

No one is born to like war.

If it were not for the country and people behind them, they would not be able to stand here.

The soldiers on the battlefield saw the flames not far away, stopped at the same time, took off their helmets and hugged them to their chests, and lowered their eyelids towards the direction of the flames.

The biting cold wind carved their faces, and under the messy hair, there was a pair of sharp-edged faces carved with swords.

This year's war is over, but as long as the threat of the orcs is not lifted, they cannot relax their vigilance.

Everyone needs to be ready at all times.

……

Unlike the northern pass that is still covered with heavy snow, the snow in the imperial city has long since disappeared.

As the weather warmed up further, some face-saving people took off their cotton coats and walked in the still cold spring breeze.

The business of the magic war hall is gradually booming.

After the hot scenes on the first day, the number of guests decreased slightly, but most of the time, the theater still maintained a one-third occupancy rate.

In the evening and in the afternoon of rest days, the occupancy rate can reach more than two-thirds.

The game of fighting magic has also begun to spread from the aristocratic circle to the common people.

After the opening of the second floor, the booth area on the first floor was also demolished and transformed into tables and chairs for ordinary battle areas.

In the future, nobles only need to directly enter the booth area on the second floor.

Although there are no explicit regulations in the Magic War Hall, no commoner would run up to the second floor thankfully, and no nobleman would be willing to stay on the first floor.

It is said that it is an ordinary combat area and a deck area, but in fact it is a civilian area and an aristocratic area, but they are called differently.

Under such circumstances, civilians and nobles do not disturb each other, and this is the territory of the Seventh Prince. So far, no one has dared to make trouble here.

Apart from taking the time to inspect, plan the opening plan of the next floor, and the various activities Ron instructed, Nora began to focus on the competition venues on Moon Street.

At the same time, the private experimental area on the outskirts of Chaos City is also in full swing.

During the construction process, the initial tasks of the construction team are mainly concentrated on the experimental research area, striving to complete the construction of this area first and put it into use first.

As for the magic power-element reaction area, just in case, the foundation must be laid first, and the rainproof and dustproof works must be built before the official start of construction.

If all goes well, the experimental research area will be officially put into use at the end of February.

The magic-elemental reaction area is expected to be completed in early March.

But after the construction is completed, a series of experimental safety tests may be required.

Therefore, it is likely to be in mid-March when it is officially put into use.

Of course, if the magic of Illya and others can help, this time may be shortened.

And when the Magic War Hall and the private experiment area are gradually getting on the right track, Mia's hot pot restaurant also officially provoked a money-burning war.

At present, the war of burning money has achieved initial results.

Coupons, promotional packages, opening events...

Various promotional models that have not yet formed in the different world have come on the scene, showing their great power.

Many customers were attracted by Mia's newly opened hot pot restaurant, and were finally completely conquered by the service and seasoning inside.

Customers who have been to the pirated hot pot restaurant before all said that they would never go back.

……

Huangcheng Flower Shop, coffee shop on the second floor.

More than a dozen noble ladies greeted Ron, and then climbed the stairs to the third floor.

Sylvie stood beside Ron with a serious and nervous face, took a deep breath, pretended to be nonchalant, and said to Ron:

"Your Highness Ron, I should go up too."

Ron sat in front of the counter, pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, and finally just said "Come on".

Sylvie's face was tense, leaving only Ron with a bleak back, and then walked up the stairs to the third floor.

After seeing that all 16 contestants arrived on time, the staff who had already prepared began to read out the detailed rules of the "Gods Cup".

"This Gods Cup will be held in the form of a point system. It will last for half a month. It will be divided into two rounds, each lasting seven days."

"Today is the first day of the first half. You will be randomly divided into four groups, and each group will have three rounds of the battle of the gods."

"Scores are accumulated according to the situation of victory and defeat, and the next day will be grouped according to the scores of the previous day, and three rounds of Gods' hegemony will also be held, and so on."

"Wait until the end of the seven days of the first half, count the total points of everyone, make a ranking, and get the corresponding prizes."

"In the second half, the points are cleared, and the rest of the rules are the same as the first half."

"Do you have any questions?"

The noble lady and Sylvie who were present shook their heads one after another. After all, this rule was discussed by them these days, and everyone knew it very well.

The employee smiled slightly, and took out a box for drawing numbers from behind: "Madams, please draw a number and enter the corresponding room according to the number."

The noble ladies stepped forward one after another, and Sylvie was the last one.

Her number was "13" and she was assigned to the fourth war zone.

When she confirmed the other three "enemies", her eyes froze for a moment.

According to her combat experience these days, these three are not good at dealing with them, and it seems that she has to be more cautious.

"Sister Sylvie really participated in the Gods Cup?" Nora, who had rushed back from Guanyue Street, sat next to Ron, covered her mouth and asked with a chuckle.

Ron shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and put his arms around Nora's waist: "Don't you know Sylvie's temperament? She said no, but her body is so honest."

Nora leaned into Ron's arms, her little head rested on Ron's shoulder, her little face was very comfortable.

"At that time, I was just asking casually. I wanted Layuna to come over to make up the numbers. Who would have thought that Sister Sylvie immediately agreed."

Ron trembled with laughter, buried his face in Nora's purple hair, and rubbed her head with his palm.

This time, the Battle of the Gods Cup has nothing to do with Ron, and it is completely arranged by Nora.

Some time ago, noble ladies often asked whether they could sell Gods of Hegemony cards to them.

After Nora asked Ron, Ron agreed casually.

But later, after Nora learned about a series of plans for fighting magic from Ron, she gave up her plan to directly sell the Gods of Hegemony card.

Since Fighting Magic will organize a competition in the future, why not start another competition to practice your skills?

It just happened to be able to accumulate experience for the next magic fighting event.

Nora thought so, and she did the same.

After a few days of publicity in the mahjong room on the third floor, I managed to gather 15 aristocratic ladies who usually had nothing to do, and finally got Sister Sylvie who would come as soon as there was a battle of the gods.

This is considered to have gathered 16 contestants.

And can only play points race.

If you play the knockout rounds, there are not enough rounds.

Considering that they are all aristocratic wives, in order to increase their enthusiasm for the competition, in addition to No.1 in the first half and the second half can get a whole set of Gods of Hegemony cards, the other [-] contestants will also receive corresponding rewards.

So strictly speaking, there is no loser in this game.

And because it is divided into two halves, no one will be so unlucky when the strength is similar, and both games are at the bottom.

This minimizes the frustration of finishing last as much as possible.

Everyone is aristocratic wife, so I still care about this little face.

But with Sylvie participating, Ron wasn't very worried about that.

"Fortunately, you have arranged rewards for each ranking, otherwise I was really worried about whether Sylvie would be able to withstand the blow." Ron put his arms around Nora, holding her two small hands in his palms and smiled.

"...No way?" Nora was surprised, "Sister Sylvie... Hasn't she been fighting the Gods for Hegemony for a long time?"

"Yes." Ron couldn't help laughing, "But some things are like this, no matter how hard you try, you can only reach the lower limit of others."

"And the saddest thing is that the thing you love the most is the one thing you can't get better at."

"It's pitiful to think about it..."

Nora usually doesn't play Gods of Hegemony very much, but occasionally joins a table with Ron, Sylvie, and Yuna.

Looking back at this moment, it seems that Sister Sylvie always loses more and wins less...

wrong.

Nora was startled suddenly.

In her impression, Sister Sylvie seemed to have never won, and she always lost money.

"The store manager... Should I invite Sister Sylvie to participate in the competition... It always feels so cruel..." Nora asked in a low voice.

"How can this be called cruel?" Ron comforted him kindly, "Look, Sylvie usually comes to the store to play cards, and she usually loses dozens of silver coins every time she plays with those noble ladies."

"This time you arranged the competition, everyone played the points system, and didn't spend a penny. Isn't this helping her save money?"

"In half a month, at least a few gold coins will be saved."

"It's too late for her to thank you."

Nora blinked ignorantly, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of a place to refute, and finally she could only nod blankly: "Oh, that's it..."

Ron scratched Nora's little nose, and finally couldn't resist giving her a kiss on her pink cheek.

"Ah!" Nora lowered her head shyly and leaned sideways in Ron's arms, "The store manager...there are people in the store..."

"It's okay, just let them get used to it."

Yuna was wiping glasses at the counter, and immediately rolled her eyes when she heard this sentence.

At this time, the staff downstairs walked up to the second floor, leading a palace guard behind them.

The guard strode up to Ron and saluted respectfully: "His Royal Highness Ron."

Ron wondered: "Is there anything in the court?"

Pujie Diary: Starting today, one chapter will be 3400 words, three chapters per day, if there is a supplementary update on the day, one chapter will be supplemented with 2000 words, and a total of 13 chapters are currently owed.

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