Infinite Secret House 31 is contestant 077 Shen Yuan...
Half an hour later, Xie Yunsui was sitting outside a juice bar playing exciting music, drinking an iced drink of some flavor with an expressionless face.
The taste is similar to iced coffee.
Caffeine stimulates the nerves, and the cold liquid slides down the throat, soothing the anxiety in the heart.
He must not panic, he must stay calm.
After half an hour of effort, he finally confirmed that he had lost contact with Xiaoxi.
Not only Xiaoxi, but also Xiaowan.
Even the secret house that Xiao Wan transformed into and could be opened in all dungeons could no longer be returned to.
Xie Yunsui seemed to have entered a closed space. He could neither get out nor anything from outside get in.
An invisible force rules this dungeon.
Xie Yunsui guessed that maybe the rules of this copy made it impossible to cheat by using external things.
This was a heavy blow to Xie Yunsui, who had been traveling in the dungeon world for a long time. It was the first time he felt such a powerful force of rules.
Compared to this copy, the previous small copies were just like a bunch of fights and quarrels.
"Guest, it seems you forgot to pick up a ballot just now."
The waiter in the coffee shop stretched out eight tentacles, and the black shell flashed colorful lights under the neon lights of the store. One of its tentacles handed a ballot to Xie Yunsui, and at the same time handed packaging bags to several customers who came to pack juice for their ballots.
Xie Yunsui hesitated for a few seconds and took the ballot.
The disconnection was a fact, and he had to find a way to go back.
He couldn't contact Xiao Wan, couldn't get the things in the space warehouse, and didn't have any props on him, but fortunately, he could still use his life.
Although Secret House had only been in this world for less than a month, he had traded with both monsters and players and had accumulated a lot of lives.
The players' business is based on small profits but quick turnover, and they cannot sustain large volumes.
As for the monsters, some were dungeon bosses who, in order to continuously provide rewards to players, spent a lot of their lives to wholesale props from them, while others were monsters that provoked them but were unable to defeat them, so they voluntarily handed over their lives as a reward...
Although he had transferred money to Xiaoxi twice and bought information from players, these were just small amounts of money, and Xie Yunsui still had more than 500,000 lives in his hands.
...life time.
Xie Yunsui discovered that in all the noisy shops, there was actually only one kind of transaction between the noisy shop owners and the customers.
The transaction of time and votes.
Just like he spent 38 lives to get an insignificant drink and a vote in exchange.
Other customers emptied their pockets and risked their entire fortunes and lives in exchange for votes, only to throw the purchased goods on the ground.
Xie Yunsui glanced at the goods discarded like garbage on the ground and looked away.
Time is very important in this copy, and so is the vote.
Xie Yunsui looked at the ballot. He didn't know what material it was made of. It looked very much like paper, but it had a certain toughness. It didn't wrinkle when wet and couldn't be torn.
There is a text written on the front, which translates to "Supernova Audition".
I don’t know how many times it has been held, but looking at the madness that these shop owners and customers are used to, it must have a long history.
Xie Yunsui turned the ballot over and found a few more words on the back.
In the middle it says "You will cast a precious vote for number OOO", and the circle in the middle is obviously for people to fill in.
Three digits? Does that correspond to a three-digit number of draft picks?
How many people are there in this draft?
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"Hey! Who's there, move this thing to Stage 1, there's someone over there to take it."
Before Xia Shi finished the work in his hands, someone stuffed a heavy box into his hand.
Before he could say anything, the person who gave him the order turned and left.
This talent show was launched suddenly, and the production team was short of staff, so they wanted to split one person into two.
Xia Shi was so busy that he moved the box to Stage 1, and the person who received it happened to be his neighbor lady.
The neighbor lady is very tall, about three meters tall, and can handle most high-altitude stage settings. She didn't pay attention to her feet for a moment, and kicked something while turning around to set up the stage.
"Oh, Xia Shi." The neighbor girl bent her waist 90 degrees and helped Xia Shi up: "Why are you here?"
Xia Shi sighed and recounted his work over the past two days.
Because it was too busy and there was a shortage of labor everywhere, Xia Shiming was clearly moving bricks outside, but he was ordered around and then moved into the inner field.
The neighbor girl patted his head and said, "You've been a bit busy. These guys ordered you around like this. I'll give you more fortune telling later."
Xia Shi wiped the sweat from his head: "I heard that there are 300 life-hours a day. Can this program make that much money?"
"Oh, of course." The neighbor lady smiled and said, "Even if we don't have it now, as long as the audition starts, we will have a lot of life-hour income."
Xia Shi didn't understand and nodded in confusion, pretending to understand.
As long as I can get paid on time, that's fine.
Seeing his adorable, stunned look, the neighbor girl pulled a handful of ballots from her pocket and handed them to him. "Here are the ballots for you. You can sell them outside, but if you're not short of money right now, you'd better keep them for yourself. Pick a few candidates who look like they can survive to the end and vote. If they win, you can get a lot of life time."
This is a big gamble, and the winner can become rich overnight.
Before Xia Shi had time to take another look at the ballots, he was asked to help transport something, so he had to put the ballots in his pocket.
"Thank you. Sigh, I have to go inform the contestants now—we've finally gathered 101 people. Those people waving their ballots outside can't wait for our contestants to debut, so I have to arrange for them to go first."
The bouncy rubber man muttered as he walked towards the contestants' preparation area.
After the contestants register for the competition, they will appear in the preparation space. The lounge on an entire floor seems particularly spacious even with 101 people crammed in.
Everyone gathered in groups of three or four. Since there was nothing in this preparation space and they couldn't get out, they could only guess the content of the copy based on its name.
"As for the audition, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"
"Not everyone can sing and dance. With so many of us, if we pick someone who can sing and dance, they're doomed."
"How can a dungeon that destroys the world really be the same as the talent shows in our previous world? It depends on what the judges and the audience like to see. What if they like to watch magic?"
"Tsk, you do think so."
"I see a few familiar faces, they seem to be from the Homecoming Party... Are these big guys going to sing and dance like us? I'd love to see it."
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These are players who randomly come in from the destroyed world. They like unknown adventures and have a particularly relaxed mentality.
However, some people casually glanced at the group of people in the northeast corner of the room and recognized the stern-faced man in the center.
The president of the Homecoming Association, Shen Yuan, is here too?
Moreover, he brought quite a few people with him. At a glance, there seemed to be more than a dozen people surrounding him.
This is considered a major force in the dungeon.
They thought more about it. If this copy eliminated people based on a percentage, it would be a fierce battle against them.
Chen Yuan didn't care about the twists and turns in these people's minds. He gathered with his own people with a stern face.
After a while, Mu Jinghui sighed.
"It took too long to prepare, and since we couldn't go out, all the advantages we had from coming in early were gone."
Zhou Baishuang, who was on Chen Yuan's right, said, "I didn't expect this in the first place."
"Rather than that, the thing we need to consider now is that everyone has randomly become a contestant. I looked around, and all 25 people who came are here."
The current situation is exactly the worst-case scenario they had planned before they came here.
At first, they thought that after randomly entering the copy, there would be various identities, so they could disperse and collect clues.
Who knew they would all become contestants.
Since they are contestants, it means they have the possibility of competing on the same stage.
According to their experience from their native world, when competing on the same stage, someone will always be eliminated.
It would be such a waste if we ran into our own people on the same stage!
Chen Yuan said: "If everyone has enough lives, at least they won't be eliminated at the beginning. Let's wait and see what happens."
The current situation is full of uncertainty, and the president's usual calm attitude makes those around him feel a little more at ease.
“Ding Ding~”
A bell rang from the only door in the preparation space. Everyone looked towards the door and saw a rubber man walked in.
Its body shape is similar to theirs, with hands and feet, and its facial features are also regular enough, but it makes a duangduang sound when it walks, which clearly distinguishes it from the other contestants.
After it came in, it didn't say anything, but gave each player a wristband.
When Chen Yuan got the bracelet, he found that there were numbers engraved on it. Judging from the numbers on the hands of several people around him, it was distributed randomly.
After the rubber man had distributed the wristbands, he spoke loudly, "All contestants, please wear your wristbands. Wearing them will verify the digital code of all contestants. Wristbands cannot be exchanged or traded. Losing a wristband will result in disqualification."
It gave the players a moment to put on the bracelets, then continued, "Now, all contestants will make a video to participate in the competition. The video will be played as a preview of the program. It is a good opportunity for the audience to get to know you! Please don't slack off or underestimate it..."
All the players in the field have watched talent shows in their native world, and even if they haven't seen it, they have heard some of the situations.
The popularity of a contestant is generally a very important indicator, and the audience's love for the contestant can sometimes help the contestant turn the tide.
Although the specific rules of this talent show are still unclear, after hearing the rubber man's serious explanation, the players perked up and recorded a video carefully.
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"Whoa, here it comes!"
"The players this time all look very capable!"
"Hey, contestant number 011 is so big, he'll definitely make it to the end!"
"I like contestant No. 043. He has a murderous look in his eyes! He's obviously a fighter!"
"Oh, these guys don't look good, they have delicate skin and tender flesh."
Audiences gathered under the large screens that were everywhere, commenting on the contestants who had made their early appearances on the show.
Xie Yunsui stood behind them and listened, and the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.
It seems that they are not selecting contestants who are good at singing and dancing and have strong expressiveness, but selecting excellent killers?
He looked at the contestants on the screen again. It was obvious at a glance that many of them had experienced many dungeons. Their calm and composed expressions were not fake.
However, they seemed to be unaware of the content of the talent show. They all suppressed their tempers, pretended to be kind and showed off their charm to the fullest, trying to win popularity.
It's a pity that it backfired.
Xie Yunsui wasn't familiar with any of these players, so he wasn't going to support any of them right now. Just as he was about to get more information about the talent show, he heard a cold, stern voice on the screen: "I'm contestant #077, Chen Yuan..."
Xie Yunsui paused and turned back suddenly.
The boss of the Homecoming Association entered this dungeon?
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