Restart, Death Wings of Ending

At 21:18, in Area B, Mu Qingfeng and the others have returned to the stands.

大屏上打满了几行大字：162进82的复活赛圆满结束，被淘汰的82人请立即赶往C1停车场，剩下的131人安静等候分组。

"Hey, Mu Qingfeng!" Zuo Zui shouted softly, and Mu Qingfeng came back from exploring the [Spiritual Expanse], "What's wrong?"

"Are you looking for players?"

Mu Qingfeng nodded, "Well, it's harder than expected. In addition to the complementary relationship between team members, we also have to consider their own personalities. If they don't get along, it will be difficult to achieve tacit cooperation!"

"Well," Zuo Zuo nodded in agreement, suddenly raised his eyes, and immediately smiled, "Haha, Mu Qingfeng, why don't you also help me look for people, there is only one person missing."

Mu Qingfeng smiled slightly, "I think Lin Shiyu is good,"

"No!" The left wing immediately said no. "If she joins, I'll have two women on my team,"

"What's going on!"

"Women are troublesome! And..." Zuo Zui paused a little unspeakably, looked around warily, and said something in Mu Qingfeng's ear,

Mu Qingfeng laughed immediately, "You still have this kind of thought! However," Mu Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, his face darkened, "If Mo Ruyuan joins your team, you may have to give up your position as captain."

"That won't work. I hate being controlled by others, except you!" Zuo Zuo said and became unhappy, with a look of regret in his eyes.

Mu Qingfeng understood, and his face became a little gloomy. Then he looked at the base silently. At this time, the backfield door opened and a tall and solemn figure walked out.

"It's him," Mu Qingfeng frowned slightly.

"Master Mingxu is here too?" Zuo Zuo said excitedly, and the atmosphere at the scene became excited and reserved.

"The 131 gods of death and aliens sitting here," a serious and majestic voice sounded. The whole place suddenly fell silent. "First of all, congratulations on becoming the first batch of candidates for the core killing team."

"Why are you called a post-candidate?" Zhuang Mingxu suddenly asked, raising his head and looking at the people on the stage solemnly. The scene immediately exploded. Various explanations or questions were mixed together, and you couldn't hear a complete sentence at all. Zhuang Mingxu seemed to be listening carefully. Suddenly he pointed to a direction in the crowd,

"That's what you said, Si Nanchen,"

Everyone was in an uproar, and a handsome young man in the crowd stood up tremblingly, his eyes flickering all the time, his lips trembling and hesitantly said: "Member Zhuang...Mr. Zhuang, I...I..."

"Don't be nervous!" Zhuang Mingxu comforted him in a cold voice, but Si Nanchen shivered even more. "Yes...I'm sorry, I..."

"Okay," Zhuang Mingxu interrupted sharply: "What he just answered was: Only by surviving can we become the real core team."

"Do you understand what this means?" Zhuang Mingxu glanced at everyone again and found that Si Nanchen was still standing and trembling obediently. He asked in his heart: "How did this guy become the God of Death? How did he break into the first 131?"

"Sit down!" Zhuang Mingxu said in a gentle tone without further questioning. Si Nanchen bowed deeply before sitting down.

"It means that the next jungle race will be a test of real combat. Everyone knows about the Raya Alienation Zone!"

"Know,"

"Know something!"

The responses came one after another, and Zhuang Mingxu's expression turned solemn.

"Just yesterday at 5:32 pm, an explosion occurred in Raya East 2 District! Thousands of Shinigami stationed there were killed, including ten small V-level people, hundreds of large S-level people, and medium-S-level small S-level people. There are nearly three hundred people in the A-level, and the rest are countless in the A-level." At this point, the whole audience fell into a deep mourning atmosphere.

Zhuang Mingxu took a deep breath and said with great momentum: "I am not saying this to attack you, but to tell you what the significance of this life's "Recycling Plan" is. As well as the mission you will undertake after forming a team, life and death. Everything is in the hands of your teammates and captain. As for the self-selected members of the King Team, the five of you have to choose carefully. As for the core teams assigned by the system, I hope everyone can obey, be tolerant, trust each other, and grow together."

"Okay!" Zhuang Mingxu sighed with relief, "Today may be the most I have talked in my life. I hope to see all of you again next month!"

After finishing speaking, five names began to appear on the big screen, and there were three empty spaces below them.

"Mu Qingfeng, Zuo Zuo, Ying Mo Ran, Sal Xi, the four of you will appear in front of me immediately," Zhuang Mingxu shouted solemnly. As soon as he finished speaking, four figures quickly flashed in front of him. All four of them were slightly suspicious. , because among the five king teams, there is still one Feng Ji who didn’t call,

"Here! Take it," Zhuang Mingxu took 4 tablets from the attendants behind him and distributed them one by one. "You must want to ask that Feng Ji, right?" Zhuang Mingxu gave Mu Qingfeng a special look when he handed the tablet to him. This look made Mu Qingfeng understand a lot! Random question:

"He went to support the rioting East District 2!"

"Well, that's right. He is a soldier and a major general. He is very good at dealing with such collective explosions. His ability has long surpassed that of ordinary small V-levels. He appeared in the examination room to find someone who belongs to him. His death squads!”

After Zhuang Mingxu had distributed the tablets and explained their questions, he continued, "You start selecting people. The names written on them will appear on the big screen immediately. If the other party is not willing, they have the right to refuse once, then write again He can only obey the captain who names him,"

"I reject!"

As soon as Zhuang Mingxu finished speaking, a voice came from the stands, but as soon as he finished speaking, the whole place exploded.

"Is this person so in demand? The four kings' teams are all trying to grab him,"

"Haha, you have to use your hand speed to grab someone."

"It's not just that it can be written by hand in such a short time,"

"Haha," Salsi sneered, "Sure enough, who can beat you?"

"What's going on!" Zuo Zuo blinked in confusion, wondering what happened in less than a second.

Ying Moran couldn't help but smile, "Yeah, maybe you guys colluded," Ying Moran glanced at Zhuang Mingxu and then turned his attention to Mu Qingfeng, seeing that he was silent and focused on swiping the names on the tablet. Information, as if it had nothing to do with him,

"What's going on?" Zuo Zui still didn't understand. He glanced at Ying Mo Ran's side, then glanced at Sal Xi's side.

Salshi simply held the tablet upright for him to see.

Mo Ruyuan's name didn't appear, and the one he filled in didn't appear either. When he understood, he cautiously stretched his neck to look at Mu Qingfeng's tablet.

Sure enough, the first two team members have already written it, Mo Ruyuan, Kanazawa Ryosuke,

"Write quickly, or you won't have any choice," Mu Qingfeng reminded and then scrolled through the list of candidates attentively.

At this time, there was already a lot of discussion in the stands. One of the five kings' teams on the big screen has been completed.