"Hmm... If Xiaofu has no objections, then I have no objections either..."

Looking at the little loli An massacre so close to him, Li Qingyu nodded with a smile, as if to say, "You're in charge."

You little brat~ You should be glad you did...

If you had arrived two hours earlier, you would have dared to challenge me...

I twisted your head.

Yes, Li Qingyu was in a very peaceful state of mind at this moment.

because....

Li Qingyu has evolved the tank top to SSS rank... The negative effects of the Sword of Pain and Madness have now been suppressed by more than 90%...

Another point is that Li Qingyu has also upgraded his big gold chain to SSS level....

Another gold coin is about to arrive in your account...

That's right, Li Qingyu followed his heart and decided to evolve both of them...

In this way, the more than two thousand evolution points that Li Qingyu had prepared were reduced back to just over two hundred points...

But it was all worth it.

At least....

Li Qingyu thought it was pretty good...

Entering the arena clad in eight SSS-grade pieces of equipment, who else but me?

As for the low evolution point inventory...

Just lie down, and it will come.

Seeing that Li Qingyu had agreed, An Tushu's fierce gaze softened slightly. He reached out and patted Li Qingyu's belt to show his satisfaction.

“Very good, you’re second in command since you’re the one who paid respects first, and let that guy from Mao be third!” An Tu said seriously, his big eyes blinking.

Immediately afterwards.

Speaking of that thing, that thing has arrived...

Xiaofu walked over from the other side of the corpses, but did not approach easily. He stood at a distance and called out, "Li Qiyu, are you out of your mind? You won't have another episode this time, will you?"

Li Qingyu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Damn it, doesn't this guy understand the saying "the more you know, the faster you die"...?

"No... I'm fine..."

"By the way, Xiaofu, she has something to say to you. Come closer." Li Qingyu pointed to An Tushu beside him, his face innocent and naive.

Xiaofu looked at An Tushita with suspicion. "Another American cyborg? Little girl, how did you get in?"

Hearing Xiaofu's question, An Tushu's thin eyebrows shot up, and he stared at Xiaofu with fierce eyes: "Don't worry about how I got in. In this competition, I'm the boss, he's the second, and you're the third. Any objections?!"

Xiaofu blinked, somewhat confused, then pointed at Li Qingyu and asked, "You... the second brother?"

Li Qingyu couldn't help but roll his eyes and nodded helplessly.

Since you're a foreigner and don't know anything, we're too lazy to argue with you.

"No objection, you're the boss, I'll listen to you." Xiaofu nodded in agreement.

What opinions could he possibly have? Li Qingyu, that lunatic, is already second in command; how could he dare to compete for first place?

Besides, whose orders you take is completely irrelevant during the game; the only meaningful thing is the distribution of spoils afterward—whoever holds the power in the decision-making process will likely have a better say in how things are distributed.

By then... I won't care who you are...

When An massacred the two war zone leaders, they both acknowledged her leadership position.

His face immediately broke into a smile, and his fierceness vanished.

Only then did the people lying dead on the ground begin to wake up, one by one.

"Aaaaaah!!! How could I possibly make it into the competition? I'm in a meeting at the UN...!" The US representative was utterly devastated. She'd rather be yelled at in the UN than face certain death in the competition...

"Dear viewers, the preparation area is packed with people and filled with the sounds of drums and gongs today. I believe everyone will achieve excellent results in the new competition. Those watching the live stream, please flood the chat with '666'!"

Miss Orange, beaming with excitement, waved happily at the sky, as if she could see the viewers in the live stream.

"Holy crap, even I made it into the competition, Amitabha..." An old monk in a yellow robe held a wine glass in his left hand and a black silk stocking in his right.

"So many people! It's so noisy!" Little Yueyue rode on Mimi's back like a knight.

A bespectacled, overweight man silently gazed at the sky, "Waaah... I've made it into the competition just like that, and this is the doll I just bought..."

"What are kids? I just ordered a duck and haven't even skinned it yet!" said a middle-aged woman, exuding a menacing aura.

"Waaaaah... I want to go home, I don't want to die..."

"What a coincidence, I just happen to want to die!"

Looking at the increasingly chaotic preparation space around him, Li Qingyu frowned.

Because he had absolutely no idea... there would be so many people...

So, the preparations were somewhat inadequate...

"Boss, what do we do?"

So, Li Qingyu turned his head and looked at the newly appointed boss, who had only been here for two minutes.

Whoever is in charge should solve it!

"What should we do?" An Tushu was taken aback by the question.

...

Steam civilization's preparation space.

"Oh my gosh! What's with all these goblins?" Leng Feng looked at the densely packed goblins around him, who lay sprawled on the ground like green poop, and were gradually getting up, and sighed with emotion.

"Such a massive massacre..." Leng Feng sighed and closed his eyes.

Just as Leng Feng raised his right hand, golden light began to spread out.

“Um…that…” A little goblin dressed in a blue Chinese work uniform cautiously approached Leng Feng.

"What's up?"

The man with the cold cover looked puzzled. "This looks like one of our employees. Should we kill them or not..."

"It's...it's like this..." the little goblin in the blue work uniform stammered, "Lord Leng, do you need to register and direct the goblin personnel currently on site?"

"Registration Command...you?" Leng Feng was even more surprised.

"Well... um, I'm Xiao Jing, the goblin factory manager of the Dongjingchi branch of the Jinghai Textile Factory in China. I have a wealth of management experience." Xiao Jing said shyly.

"Then give it a try," Leng Feng said indifferently.

With your stuttering... how can you be a factory manager?

Hehehe....

Although Leng Feng inwardly complained, he changed his mind about killing them all. They were all his own workers, after all, and there was no need to be too demanding.

In no time, 100,000 elite fighters were neatly lined up in the preparation space.

Looking at the little goblin who had taken care of everything, Leng Feng nodded in satisfaction.

You know what...

Although the goblins were a bit short, their group formation was quite impressive.

"What is our objective?" Leng Feng strode forward like he was reviewing a military parade, walking around in front of the goblin army with his hands behind his back.

"Strive relentlessly, surpass your limits! Where there's a dream, there's a life lived to the fullest!!"

"Born a workaholic, died a workaholic soul!"