Black Book

Chapter 86 Shady story
"If you win the championship in the year of [War of the Gods], the value will be off the charts. I guess you will have no shortage of contribution points for the entire First Heaven Realm..."

Listening to Feng Zhaobai's words, Zhu Haomiao inexplicably recalled the NBA in his previous life.

Although the external performances of [Ascension Tournament] and [NBA] are completely different, their internal logic is similar.

Just as Zhu Haomiao was thinking, Feng Zhaobai stood up first.

"Come on, we'll take you to have a look first."

Led by Feng Zhaobai and Wang Hua, the three of them walked through the first floor where the hall was located, went down the stairs, and came to a spacious underground space.

Looking around, the place was funnel-shaped as a whole, with the highest point being over a hundred meters high. There were searchlights everywhere, and in the center was a huge square arena where two dark shadows were fighting fiercely. The harsh friction of their weapons could be heard from a long distance away.

Looking at this space that looked like a large stadium, Zhu Haomiao's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

On the other side, Feng Zhaobai seemed to notice his surprise and explained in a low voice.

"It's just the Sumeru Mustard Seed Technique. No need to make a fuss."

"........."

Once again realizing his own limited knowledge, Zhu Haomiao nodded with emotion.

But as the three of them approached the arena and came to the exclusive viewing area for the organizing committee staff, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Feng, are those cameras?"

Looking in the direction of the boy's finger, Feng Zhaobai nodded calmly.

"Yes, the ultra-high-speed camera can accurately capture the details of the battle."

"Are they all [real things]?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhaobai laughed and shook his head.

"How is that possible? They are all local products."

"But it's only the nineteenth century!"

Those machines that look so sophisticated at first glance and the style of the fantasy world are completely in two different dimensions!

Hearing Zhu Haomiao's doubts, Feng Zhaobai explained patiently.

"There is a real thing produced in the future abroad, similar to a sci-fi version of a 3D printer. As long as raw materials and energy are input, it can 'print' any parts that conform to the laws of physics."

"Although the production capacity of that thing is very small, it shouldn't be a problem to bring it into the Fantasy Realm and make a few high-precision cameras..."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded suddenly and looked around thoughtfully.

He originally thought that there were enough people in the lobby on the first floor, but he didn't expect that the underground competition venue was really crowded.

However, due to the expansion of Sumeru mustard seed technology, the entire space appears extremely large and spacious. Even if the front row of the audience seats is full of people, the overall space does not appear crowded.

After observing the audience calmly, Zhu Haomiao discovered that many of them were obviously not contestants in the Ascension Competition. They looked like uncles and aunts in their thirties or forties.

Many of them waved the receipts in their hands, looking even more excited than the contestants on the ring!
"Brother Feng, who are those people?"

Following Zhu Haomiao's gaze, Feng Zhaobai's eyes flashed with a trace of disgust and helplessness.

"Some are gamblers who spend money to seek excitement. Every [Ascension Tournament] is a carnival for them."

"Some are [tourists] who like to run around, similar to the street dawdlers in the Zhutian Fantasy Realm."

"There are also some people who are spies of various forces. They specialize in collecting and evaluating intelligence on the contestants in the competition and creating files for outstanding contestants to facilitate subsequent contact and win them over..."

"You can think of them as an advanced version of talent scouts and scouts, similar to legal spies."

Hearing this, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but frown slightly: "The country just lets them step into the [Yanhuang Arsenal]? Why not ban them?"

Feng Zhaobai shook his head: "In fact, this venue has many entrances. Those who can enter through the [Yanhuang Arsenal] are athletes from various countries or related staff. Ordinary spectators go through other passages..."

"As for why we don't ban them..." As he said this, Feng Zhaobai looked up at the sky with melancholy eyes and sighed helplessly.

“They gave too much…”

"........."

Looking around at the auditorium that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, Zhu Haomiao suddenly understood and nodded with a sympathetic look.

Seeing other regions making a lot of money, wouldn't that be more painful than me losing money? !
It's not a matter of principle, and it has no impact on the real world...

You can't just give up making money for a little bit of morality, right?
Boom!
At this moment, a huge shock wave swept across the ring, and the intense stimulation immediately caused all the audience to cheer.

In the center of the battlefield, the winner between the two contestants had been decided. The beautiful girl stepped on the chest of a sturdy boy, raising her long neck high like a proud peacock.

"You bitch from the north! Are you convinced?!"

Crushing the boy under her feet hard, the girl sneered contemptuously.

When the young man, who was originally weak, heard this, his eyes instantly became bloodshot, and he suddenly burst out with great strength and knocked the girl over, and the two of them immediately started fighting again.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhaobai glared at Wang Hua unhappily.

"You brought people from North and South Korea together because you were afraid that they might die?"

Hearing this, Wang Hua argued aggrievedly.

"This is really a random arrangement. Besides, there are so many players from North and South Korea. They will meet sooner or later!"

Seeing Feng Zhaobai pouting without comment, Wang Hua moved closer to Zhu Haomiao and complained in a low voice.

"When they want to use me, they say Xiao Tiantian, but when they don't, they blame me for manipulating the game. Senior Brother Feng is really hypocritical!"

Feng Zhaobai: "What did you say?"

"No! It's nothing!"

After glaring at Wang Hua fiercely, Feng Zhaobai turned to look at Zhu Haomiao, and his expression instantly became gentle.

"Junior Brother Zhu, do you want to go up and play?"

"Uh...can I?"

Zhu Haomiao rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited.

After being promoted to Silver, he himself didn’t realize how strong he was!

"Generally speaking, in order to facilitate real-life replays and betting, the schedule after registration needs to be arranged two or three days in advance, but sometimes you can specially jump the queue."

As he spoke, Feng Zhaobai looked at Wang Hua standing beside him, his expression suddenly turning cold.

"Arrange a suitable opponent for Junior Brother Zhu to experience."

"Ah? Is this still possible? Isn't it too bad?"

Experiencing the power of the dark side for the first time, Zhu Haomiao bit his lip uneasily.

Seeing this, Wang Hua waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I'm not asking the opponent to play a fake match. It's just a little bit of flexibility within the scope allowed by the rules. You can understand it as a home advantage. The real victory or defeat still depends on your own strength."

After hearing this, Zhu Haomiao nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Brother Wang."

"You're welcome. I'll arrange a Japanese contestant for you. We have a feud. No one will say anything if you beat him to death. I guarantee you'll have fun!"

Zhu Haomiao: “…………”

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