Just when Pan Han overtook and became the number one on the list, the entire broadcast room was boiling!

Standings Update:

First place: Pan Han;

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Second place: Lu Han;

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Third place: Wang Yibo;

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Fourth place: Heel cleansing;

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The host had seen so many big things, and now when faced with the score, his voice trembled a little: "Oh my god! Pan Han actually overtook! And he overtook in an instant!"

"Everyone, pay attention! We just got the news! Pan Han killed a zombie with 100,000 points!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience, including Cheng Xiao, all showed incredible expressions!

A zombie with 100,000 points, how terrifying is that!

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Shocked!

It's just outrageous!

After hearing the explanation, Cheng Xiao burst into tears of joy, unable to hold back any longer. However, she bit her lips tightly, forcing herself to hold back the sobs.

How she wanted to tell everyone now: Pan Han is the master of her base and also her own master!

"Dear audience! According to the current points, everyone behind Pan Han will get 0 points!" The commentator shouted again at this time!

In fact, he doesn’t need to tell everyone, others can also calculate it!

100 points are exchanged for 1 point. If you fall behind by 2000 points, all points will be deducted.

"FUCK! Who designed this points system? It's bullshit! Isn't this just forcing everyone to fight internally?"

"Yeah! The weapons are random, and the points multipliers for the zombies you encounter are random. Isn't this just based on luck?"

"Our base lord only got 10,000 points. What's the point of playing? Just find a place to sleep!"

"Fuck! We only got 12,000 points. Why don't we just lie down together?"

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When everyone found out, they started talking about it and cursing!

"Commentator, please give us a reasonable explanation!"

"Yes! You must give an explanation!"

"That's right, otherwise we will all withdraw from the competition!"

Everyone cursed for a long time, and when they found that the commentator did not respond at all, they started to force the palace!

Unite and demand an explanation from the organizers.

The commentator had a dull expression and looked at everyone coldly without saying a word.

The crowd became more and more excited as they cursed, and some people became so emotional that they exposed their arms and rolled up their sleeves, ready to attack violently.

At this moment, the door of the broadcasting room suddenly opened, and a large group of fully armed people in black uniforms rushed in instantly.

They lined up neatly in front of the commentator, isolating him from everyone else.

"Who wants to die? Take another step forward!" The commentator immediately switched to a cold tone and spoke word by word.

As expected of a professional commentator, his emotional control is shockingly precise.

Many people, just by hearing the sound, instantly broke out in cold sweats and felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

The scene was dead silent, no one spoke, and no one came forward.

"You all don't want to die, right? Then everyone sit down!" The commentator's voice instantly rose eight octaves, revealing the pressure of an intermediate evolver, which spread throughout the audience.

Wow!

Now there are more than two hundred spectators sitting in a row, with their backs straight!

What a joke, who doesn’t know the power of an intermediate evolver?

All the people present combined cannot defeat a mid-level evolver!

"I'm giving you some face! What do you think this place is? Do you still have the Zodiac in your eyes?" The commentator once again released his imposing aura, accompanied by threatening words, and conveyed it to everyone.

"Wow!" Someone couldn't resist the oppression and vomited blood on the spot.

More people couldn't even sit on the chairs and knelt on the ground, holding their heads and crying.

"You're not so awesome anymore! If you're not so awesome, just listen to me!" The commentator glanced at the entire audience, calmed down a little, and slowly withdrew his pressure.

Everyone felt the pressure suddenly relieved and took a deep breath.

“It’s horrible!”

"This is the first time I've seen an intermediate evolver. They're completely different species from us!"

"Must evolve to intermediate level!"

"Everyone below the intermediate level is an ant!"

The audience had their own thoughts and ideas racing through their minds.

"Someone just said it's unfair! Very well, I want to ask you, what is fairness?" The commentator asked in a slightly gentler tone.

The key point is, no matter how gentle you are, no one dares to answer you!

Whoever stands out now is seeking death.

We're all in this together, so who doesn't have some sense?

"Half a year after the apocalypse, you've managed to survive until now. Don't tell me you survived by relying on fairness!"

Still no one dared to say anything, everyone nodded frequently.

"Besides, this is only the first level. There are four more levels to come. The final five levels will be combined to form the total score! What? You want to give up after getting 0 points on the first level?"

"If you give up like this, then you don't deserve to have the Intermediate Evolution Potion, and you don't deserve to advance to the Intermediate level! We in the Twelve Zodiac Signs don't want this kind of trash!"

Although no one dared to say anything, after hearing what he said, they all felt that this was the truth.

"Why do we need to hold this trial? Isn't it because there were too many rubbish intermediate evolvers before? Those with average abilities and average willpower! It's not like you haven't seen them before!" Seeing that everyone had calmed down, the commentator softened his tone.

"Well now, the Zodiac is willing to offer potions and select outstanding talents! Your lords are in the trial field, probably thinking about how to improve your points! But you sit here, eating and drinking, and are planning to rebel!"

Speaking of this, many people with poor mental quality have begun to reflect on themselves.

"Also, you don't know how dangerous this building is, but I do! Pan Han had a near-death experience in there! He only got such a high score thanks to his own ability! If any of you disagree, you can go in and give it a try!"

Everyone shook their heads, indicating that they didn't want to go in.

"Everyone sit down and watch the live broadcast! Come on, those who are secretly supporting you!" The commentator turned on the live broadcast screen again and began to switch to the second and third place trialists on the list one after another.

After the commentator's adjustment, the atmosphere on the scene gradually returned to normal.

The game continues!

In the building, Pan Han was still confused as he looked at the corpse of the King of Fate.

"Why did this guy commit suicide?" Pan Han squatted down, looking at the snow-white corpse, muttering to himself.

"It seems that without the blessing of black energy, it has no combat power. In other words, if I let the praying man go and come up directly, it might commit suicide in front of me! There will be no battle." Pan Han thought for a long time, came to this conclusion, and smiled bitterly to himself.

Pan Han was extremely exhausted in this battle and he was now hungry again.

There is no food supply in this building, so we can only take out the self-heating hot pot from the space and cook on the spot.

As for the 71st to 80th floors, let’s ignore them for now.

But you can feel that it gets harder as you go along, so you have to eat and drink enough first.

Gather the supplies, there aren't many things left in the space that can be used.

If one box is not enough, eat another box. If two boxes are not enough, eat two boxes. You must eat enough!

Pan Han ate eight boxes of self-heating hot pot and rice before he recovered.

The air was filled with the aroma of food that didn't belong to the end of the world.

Pan Han put the garbage into the space, patted himself, tidied his clothes, nodded towards the 80th floor, and ran straight there.