The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"Sorry, God, we disappoint you."

Kulik and his two companions brought the crew members rescued by Jason to Heisenberg to apologize.

What a great opportunity, and they let it slip through their fingers.

"Don't worry too much. The meaning of dragon boat racing is not winning, but the scenery of the process. I am very pleased to see you so united. There will be more important things for you to do in the future. If you really want to thank me, just don't mess those things up."

Heisenberg's tone was very cold, but it sounded like the voice of an angel to the residents of Sky Island.

In the past, God's messenger always acted superior to them no matter what they did, and his requests to them were always issued in the form of orders.

But today, they heard a different kind of intimacy in his words than before.

God's angel will really need us in the future.

"I think Xia Sheng's performance is very good. From now on, you will follow me and be my herald."

He had a full view of all of Xia Sheng's actions as the host.

After experiencing such despair, he was still able to stand up and smile so quickly. This child has potential that can be cultivated.

"Okay, no need to thank me anymore. Today's protagonists are you and them. I am just a judge. Go back to your respective positions. There are still some unfinished segments."

Heisenberg didn't want Xia Sheng, whose eyes were already filled with tears, to turn the joyous Dragon Boat Race into a sentimental gathering.

He wanted to take advantage of this good time to settle some things, as leaving them on hold would only be an eyesore.

Xia Sheng wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. Being able to become the messenger of God was the most wonderful gift for him.

From now on, he can work for the Messenger of God with greater energy and high morale.

The future is so bright, but the current work cannot be delayed. Xia Sheng quickly walked to the front desk, holding the microphone and began to maintain order on the scene.

"Everyone, dear audience friends and hard-working contestants, let's go back to your seats. Next we will proceed to the award ceremony."

The noisy crowd calmed down a little after hearing Xia Sheng's report.

Except for Youyou and the newbie who was cooking, all the audience members were residents of Sky Island.

After seeing their crew members being targeted by this group of baboons during the dragon boat race, they were furious and wanted to educate these baboons offline.

But these "rioters" were suppressed by the management led by Gala.

Losing both the game and the battle will lower their impression in the eyes of God's messenger.

They must not become terrorists who disrupt this joyous event.

"Let us give the warmest applause to the champion team of the first dragon boat race, Time Team"

I saw the God's messenger and the one who looked like Meow Meow God himself on the rostrum were leading the applause.

The residents of Sky Island put aside their dissatisfaction and gave their applause generously.

[Congratulations to Team Time for winning the first Dragon Boat Race of Free Fart. All members of the winning team will be inducted into the Festival History Record Hall of Fame]

A system prompt message appeared in front of all players.

The past days were full of hardships: This, this, this, buddy has taken too much advantage. I don’t know what to say to the brothers who escorted our victory. It’s all in the wine. I’ll drink it first.

As the representative of the winning team, Kuji Kudo stood on the podium, holding the wine given by the residents of Sky Island, looking a little at a loss.

They originally thought that the reward for the dragon boat race was only one evolution spot, but they didn't expect there would also be an honor spot.

This made him feel very embarrassed, as if he was depriving them of their honor.

"This is a decision made with collective wisdom. You don't have to feel guilty about anything else. If you didn't win, then you should feel guilty."

The Tenth Company standing in the front row took the lead in making a fuss.

"That's right, if we didn't win the championship, I would have wanted to find a hole for you to hide in."

Nan Dou Xingsi, who took two sips of the wine provided by the venue, staggered and leaned on Lao Siji's shoulder and said.

"Yeah, everyone is fighting so hard, it doesn't matter who gets it."

Ma Niu led the Jinling team in raising their glasses to salute the Time team.

The Time Team was not doing nothing. While they were delaying time, they were paddling desperately.

How can we deny their own efforts just because of a mere honor award?

Although his name "Ma Niu" sounds similar to that of a cow or a horse, he cannot do the conscienceless things that a cow or a horse does.

"Now, let us welcome the lone hero, My Dream Lost in the Grassland, Mr. Kulik, Chief Gala, and Mr. Gan For to the stage with warm applause."

Xia Sheng's words confused the Sky Island leaders who had already had a few drinks.

They are the second place, so how can they have anything to do with the award?

“Oh, there’s me too, hahahahahahaha”

When Cao Yuan heard his name, he walked up to the makeshift podium in three steps.

He had used the word "majestic" too many times today.

Thanks to the planner, and thanks to the tyrant who ate himself to death. Without you, I would not have the honor of being the first to pass the novice period.

Heisenberg kicked Jason who was taking a nap.

Everyone who should be present is already standing on the podium, and it's time to follow the script.

"Stop kicking, I'm watching"

Brother Jason yawned and rubbed his swollen eyes.

Things have been done long ago, just call them over.

"Necromancer: Flying Python"

Brother Jason flew into the air and made a few fake hand seals, but in fact he used his spiritual power to summon the Sky Island Python.

"Hmm? What is he going to do, release the spicy Tensei (Shinra Tensei)"

"A bag of rice needs to be carried up several floors (feel the pain), a bag of rice needs to be carried up two floors (think about the pain), a bag of rice needs to be given too much (accept the pain)..."

The players below were guessing what Brother Jason was going to do, and some gossipers were dubbing at the side.

The residents of the sky island below were even more confused. What pain, what feeling, what were these baboons talking about?

But the development of the situation did not give them a chance to think again, and the python god they had worshipped before appeared before them.

Ever since the Lord God's Messenger came to Sky Island, they stopped all sacrificial activities at his request.

Could it be that the noise from today's event has awakened the sleeping snake god, or is the snake god unhappy that they have given up worshiping it and is here to seek revenge?

The ordinary residents of Sky Island hugged their loved ones; the fighters led by Gala raised the spears on their seats, ready to fight at any time.

"Today's event is not just a dragon boat race, but also a memorial meeting to settle the grievances of generations."

Heisenberg walked slowly from the main seat on the rostrum to the side of the awarding podium, and the Sky Island Python cooperated by carefully placing the golden bell on its curly tail on the open space next to him.

The golden bell that symbolizes ideals and indomitable spirit, the Bell of Sandora that had been dim for hundreds of years, just quietly appeared in front of everyone.