The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"The main commander obtains the camp nameplate through drawing lots. The nameplate is a key token. Please keep it properly. If the nameplate is taken away, it is equivalent to the team being defeated."

"The first seven days of this competition are the camp battle phase."

"During this period, you cannot know the camp attributes of the other teams. Please use the information rationally, find allies, and destroy the enemy."

"In the first seven days, if you kill the other camp, you will get points. If you kill the same camp by mistake, your points will be deducted."

"However, some camps will have 'inciters', and instigators enjoy special points rules."

"After the 'dinner party' on the seventh day, all the above rules will be invalidated and the melee phase will begin. Points will not be counted for killing enemies or friends during this phase. Only the surviving team can gain points."

"Please note that in order to protect the building safety of the competition venue, mechas are only allowed to be used from 4 to 8 p.m. If you use mechas during prohibited hours, you will be warned, points will be deducted, or the game will be forced to end."

The rules and point exchange tables were announced one by one, and there was a sudden murmur among the teams in the venue.

A barrage expressed the sentiments of all viewers:

[What a hearty space werewolf killing! 】

Changjuntai's commander's team.

"Eight people and three camps are bound to not be evenly divided," Xia Qingzhang quickly analyzed. "The existence of the instigator should be to balance the 'insider' with this numerical advantage."

Chen Shuze said: "If I were a game manufacturer, I would definitely not be so divided as '332'. It is too unoriginal."

"The first seven days of fighting may result in a deduction of points, but if it drags on to the melee, it will be troublesome if there are too many remaining teams," Grace's voice sounded faintly, "It is best to reduce the number of teams in the early stage, and then defeat them one by one during the melee..."

Shen Mian's eyes were particularly distant.

The name "Feast of Betrayal" made her think of the "Three Betrayals" that Emperor Aslan had just mentioned to her, as well as the Romanlia family's curse.

The only thing that can be related to the "banquet" is the rebellion launched by the adopted sons against Emperor Aslan——

"Conspiracy, rebellion and murder all converge and explode into a bloody dinner party."

"From then on, all nominal descendants of Emperor Aslan have shared this mother's legacy."

Could it be that the "Feast of Betrayal" was when someone wanted to use competition as a metaphor for that past event.

Emperor Aslan has five adopted sons, and she herself has only six, but the competition team has eight, which is not strictly consistent.

However, the host mentioned "inciters" again, which seems to make sense...

Shen Mian's knuckles tapped on the table unconsciously. It wasn't until someone reminded her that the lottery was about to begin that she took a random lottery with a heavy heart, which was in sharp contrast to the nervous, serious and slightly expectant expressions of the people around her.

——As expected, the camp has already done this secretly, and whatever she does is just a formality.

After the extraction is completed, the camp information is also sent to the mobile terminal of the main commander of each team.

The audience has no way of knowing that they are watching the conductors with interest in the barrage, trying to analyze any clues using zodiac signs, personality tests or micro-expression metaphysics.

However, they are destined to be disappointed. Future soldiers will not lack this professional quality.

The expressions of all the main commanders were cryptic, and they had not even exchanged a single word with the people around them. It was hard to guarantee that these SSSs did not have any probing strengths.

It wasn't until Chang Juntai's team boarded the exclusive transfer starship and confirmed confidentiality that Chen Shu showed a heart-wrenching curiosity:

"So which camp are we in? Chefs, diners, or unlucky sacrifices."

Shen Mian looked at her with strange eyes: "You really hit the mark."

Chen Shu:...?

Shen Mian couldn't say anything: "Don't be afraid if I tell you something."

"Don't play bad jokes at this time!!"

"I now know the detailed list of each camp, camp buffs, scoring rules, and even who the 'inciter' is."

No one present was stupid, and no one even looked happy.

Grace asked softly: "So, what is the price?"

Shen Mian threw the nameplate on the table:

"We are sacrifices, and the camp of 'sacrifice' has only one team, ours."

"There are three 'cooks' camps, the Royal Academy and Devon, and the instigator is the Apostolic Order."

"There are four 'diners' camps, Taiping, Nanxun, and Jiarong. The instigator is Yu Huai."

"The good news is that we won't deduct points for killing anyone. The bad news is that now we are all enemies."

After a brief silence, Grace read the words behind the nameplate:

"Both the perpetrator and the victim."

"The flesh and blood that I had received was brought to the table again. This..."

Grace only knew the whole story after hearing it with Shen Mian. Shen Mian was not surprised that she could think of Emperor Aslan.

She murmured: "In the chef camp, the first presidents of the Royal Academy and Devin are the two sons of Emperor Aslan..."

Chen Shu said speechlessly: "What are you talking about? What does the dean have to do with the camp? Our first dean, Prince Vivian, is also the second son of Emperor Aslan, isn't he? Why wasn't he assigned with them? "

The difference is that these two men are the main culprits in the rebellion, while the others are just coerced witnesses.

If there really is such a correspondence, you must know that the teachings represent the Temple of Light.

Doesn’t that mean that the rebellion against Emperor Aslan also had something to do with the Temple of Light?

Grace and Shen Mian exchanged a look, and everything was clear.

Shen Mian intentionally changed the topic, and saw Xia Qingzhang writing something quickly on the terminal, looking at Shen Mian while writing.

"I'll go back and remind Qingsong to stop investment cooperation with you immediately." Xia Qingzhang showed a firm look on his face, "You can be stupid in business, but you can't have bad luck. Captain, your luck is so bad, it will affect my fortune! "

Shen Mian suddenly wanted to punch her.

At this time, her terminal received a message.

"It was sent by the staff. Several people were on the transport ship at Changjuntai. They were found almost freezing to death in the cold storage on the ground floor. After identity verification and interrogation, they were found to have no interest in the competition. It is basically determined that they entered by mistake."

"The competition is about to start. It is impossible to return to the ship and send them back now. The staff suggested temporarily detaining them and bringing them back after the end. However, the authority is insufficient and I want to ask for instructions in person."

Xia Qingzhang frowned: "What nonsense is this? Are other teams here to mess with our mentality?"

Shen Mian calmly approved the visit application: "Let's communicate with the staff first."

Not long after, the door to the command room slowly slid open to both sides.

Shen Mian's relatively calm expression turned into speechless when he saw the leading staff member.

"Hello, I am the leader of the working group responsible for connecting with Changjuntai, Fang Zhi."

The woman with black hair and gray eyes looked calm: "Regarding this accident, on behalf of the entire working group, I would like to express my sincere apology to you. The intruder was also brought to me..."

Having said this, she turned slightly sideways, revealing the short, rickety old man behind her.

Without even lowering his head to look, Shen Mian knew who it was——

It was the old boy band leader who was giving advice on the corridor and was slapped hard in the face by Xiao Jue. After being frozen in the cold storage, he actually became a lot more depressed.

Fang Zhi continued: "My suggestion is to detain them on this ship first. I don't know what you think..."

This proposal couldn't be more reasonable and doesn't seem to have any problems.

Shen Mian nodded, noncommittal.

Fang Zhi pretended to be completely unfamiliar with Shen Mian and said sternly: "Then I won't disturb your pre-match preparations."

At this moment, the transport ship's built-in artificial intelligence sounded a long simulated whistle.

A gentle tone sounded along with soft music:

"The Tower of Near Heaven will arrive in half an hour, please pay attention to your safety..."

The scream suddenly sounded, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

It was the wailing of the old man who "accidentally entered", one voice was louder than the other, and it was so shrill that it made people's hair stand on end:

"Why the Tower of Near Heaven! Why here?"

"It's her, she's coming to us! Ahhhhh!"

"Return! Return! Stop!"

Shen Mian raised his head and stared at Fang Zhi.

Fang Zhi looked back at her with a smile, and on his pale face was a joy that was almost cruel and paranoid.