National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Elver independently selected a variety of plant materials among the ingredients for milk tea, and used one of his Elf God's specialties to create a cup of milk tea that no one except him could replicate.

This kind of food can't be considered dark cuisine, it's just a special drink.

Jiang Yuan saw that the audience in the live broadcast room expressed their curiosity about this effect and wanted to try it even if it tasted bad.

It's not poisonous anyway.

"Hahahaha, it's interesting."

Darke took out a small mirror from somewhere and admired the change in his face.

What you eat can change the color of your face, it’s so interesting!

He drank it all. As a man of fun, he chose to experience the happiness brought by this event.

However, Jiang Yuan and Paimeng, who wanted to see the change in his expression, were a little disappointed.

This is probably one of Dark's goals.

Jiang Yuan admired the video on his phone and pondered for a moment: "Dark, do you mind..."

"No, I'm quite concerned about my image." Dark held Jiang Yuan's hand that was about to move.

"You? Care about image? Why didn't I see it?" Paimon pointed to the mirror in Darhk's hand and his face.

No matter how good-looking you are, if your face is filled with multiple colors at the same time, and the colors are still changing in different ways, it will make people feel weird.

Darhk's current image is not good. He can still appreciate it. How can he care about his image?

"Alas," Dark lowered his head, "Actually, I'm forcing a smile. Didn't you see that?"

"No." Jiang Yuan answered flatly.

"Believe me, you're the one who laughed out loud, okay?" Paimon put his hands on his hips, "But you really don't want us to send the video out, do you?"

Dark nodded sincerely.

Paimon certainly wouldn't believe any of his performances.

"Then let's stop sending it."

"Ah, you are such a kind-hearted little Paimon!" Dark quickly expressed gratitude and praised with emotion, "And Jiang Yuan, I know that as a friend, you have always been enthusiastic, handsome, and willing to help others!"

"Can't you think of new words when you praise someone?"

Jiang Yuan was speechless.

Just a few minutes ago, these words were used by Dark to describe himself.

"Hold on!"

Dark reached into his arms and took out a book.

"The Art of Praise"

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, "sincerely, um."

A milk tea straw was shoved into his mouth.

"Stop dawdling, drink quickly, we are going to lose!"

It was not Jiang Yuan who took action, but the top management of the organization.

His face was as dark as water, and he had long been unhappy with Dark's inconsistent behavior.

Darhk didn't struggle, blinked innocently, and started drinking milk tea.

……

A few minutes later, most of the competition members in the third stage looked pale.

"I can not make it."

"I also……"

"I'm dying, help..."

Even they don't know what the other has just experienced. After all, the taste of milk tea is different.

This is destined to be a profound experience that they will never forget for a long time.

"Let me see, there are five people from the organizer who have withdrawn from the competition," Paimon raised his eyes and looked at the light screen created by the frost, "There are six people from the exorcist party."

"The remaining number of people on both sides is ten!"

“The battle is really fierce, I don’t know which side will win——”

Her tone was leisurely.

"let us wait and see!"

After Elf's milk tea, Darhk never showed an obvious expression when drinking the cup of milk tea, and kept a normal smile.

Jiang Yuan and the others already had a video to enjoy, so they stopped staring at him.

Thanks to the light curtain condensed by Shuang, it marked the number of people on both sides for them, allowing people to see the situation clearly.

Perhaps it was because of the distraction of maintaining the light screen that among the people Jiang Yuan knew, Shuang took the lead and reluctantly withdrew from the competition.

Another ten minutes passed.

"There is only one person left on both sides!"

Paimon sounded excited, and the microphone in his hand was replaced by a speaker.

"Idris or Darhk, who can last longer!"

“It’s really exciting!”

The microphone sounded "It's true."

"Guest guest Mr. Jiang Yuan, who will you support?"

The two people surrounded by people had their faces covered by cloaks on one side, and the corners of their exposed mouths were slightly raised, while the other side was full of smiles.

Jiang Yuan decided that the two of them had some similarities.

His personality and speech are not very serious, and he has appeared in situations he did not expect.

There are differences too.

Darhk is a little more crooked.

Idris is considered the Riddler, while Darhk speaks casually and cannot be easily believed.

Let Jiang Yuan choose who to support?

Needless to say!

"Idris, come on!"

He clenched his fists and shouted.

Following his lead, members of the Exorcism followed him in solidarity with Idris.

Members of the opposite organization were not to be outdone.

"Dark, come on too!"

The expressions of the two contestants remained unchanged, and their movements of drinking milk tea gradually increased.

finally--

"At the same time! They fell down at the same time!"

Paimon exclaimed.

"Let's replay the scene just now to determine who fell first!"

Frost smiled and cooperated with Paimon's instructions, controlling the light curtain to slow down and play back the scene just now.

"Unfortunately, when we slow down the playback, we can still see them both putting down their milk tea cups at the same time, announcing that the challenge has failed."

Jiang Yuan believed that these two people did it on purpose.

"Then we can only judge the winner of this stage through other aspects."

That is, calculate the amount of milk tea both parties drank.

After counting the remaining milk tea, everyone came to a conclusion.

In the exorcism side, the side where Jiang Yuan and the others are currently located, there are thirty-two cups of milk tea left.

As for the organizer, the number of remaining milk teas is twenty cups.

There is a difference of twelve cups. Does this mean that the organizer has won?

it's not true.

In the last competition, the exorcist party made twelve more cups of milk tea than the organizer.

This means that both parties drank the same amount of milk tea.

"Where are you two?" Paimon looked at Idris and Ispeechlessly.

Idris covered his face with a hood and said in an aggrieved tone: "How could it be? I really can't drink anymore."

Dark frowned: "I was wronged, and my heart hurts."

"..."

Paimon took a deep breath.

"Okay, this time it's a draw."

"Combining the results of the first two stages, the exorcist side wins!"

"Okay!" Jiang Yuan cheered.

"Okay!" The exorcist cheered.

The milk tea competition has come to an end.

There is no reward for the winner, but there is happiness.

The loser gets the remaining milk tea.

"System, that cup was given to them. Rounding it off is that they drank it, right?" Jiang Yuan discussed with the system, "Remember to count it in the mission progress."

〔Ding. 〕

This is not the first time the system heard Jiang Yuan say this.

[...Okay, host. 〕