Chapter 57 The Lucky Red Panda in the Universe
011 naturally didn't notice it, and thought that the Galliard in front of him was kind-hearted. He hugged the blond young man's thin waist and rubbed it twice before standing up. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Is, who had been silent next to him, suddenly take a step forward.
The handsome, cold-faced young man was now showing a subtle hint of anxiety. "I can also lend you star coins so I can team up with you, okay?"
He knew that giving the red panda so many star coins would only make the other party feel alert.
"Please don't hate me because of my brother, okay? I'm nothing like him." Yis was not very good at expressing his feelings, especially in front of so many people.
But these days he found that the little panda was not in the dormitory and they couldn't even meet.
Is was worried that the red panda would really confuse him with his cold-blooded brother, so after struggling for several days and nights, he finally decided to come and talk to the red panda.
I just didn't expect that Galliard would get there first.
011 tilted his head when he heard his words. "But it was Galliard who told me first."
"Galiye, this competition only allows three people to participate and not four people?" As an honest and trustworthy little panda, he tugged at Galliye's sleeve, and the suggestive expression on his pretty little round face was very obvious.
One more person means one more hope of winning the championship.
Although I know it's unlikely.
After all, wouldn’t the competition be unfair if some teams had more people and some had fewer?
As soon as Galliel saw the red panda's expression, he knew he had softened towards Is. He remained noncommittal about the stray dog that shamelessly approached him at the mere smell of the scent. "Sorry, no, but we can form a temporary team later. Although only one team can win in the end."
He was afraid that something indecent might happen if the red panda rubbed against him, so he cleared his cough, took a step back, and sat down on the stool next to him unnoticeably, crossing his legs to cover up his current discomfort.
"That seems to be a good idea. We can help each other then." 011 didn't notice the abnormality of the seemingly easy-going Galliere at the moment, and looked at Is not far away with a smile on his face.
The red panda's clever little brain was working rapidly at this moment and decided that it was better to have one more friend than one more enemy!
And Is also knew that this matter could not be changed. Although he inexplicably wanted to be with the red panda, he could only give up at this moment because of Gallier's interference.
Looking at the red panda's curved eyebrows, Is breathed a sigh of relief that the other party did not hate him.
In reality, 011 didn't even hear the question. He was solely focused on the competition. He looked at his roommates with a serious expression, "We must work hard these next few days and strive to get first place! We'll win 60 million star coins!"
The little panda has already made plans in his mind. These days he will get up at six in the morning and go to bed at twelve at night, and use the rest of the time for training.
After all, now that the second male lead has joined, he will definitely have the aura of the second male lead. Maybe they will succeed just like that?
Several military cadets looked at the young man with short orange hair and clenched his fists seriously. Although they wanted to laugh, they tried hard to hold it back. They nodded seriously, raised their thin lips slightly and bumped fists with the red panda.
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However, 011's thoughts were very rich, but they soon stopped when he woke up early the next day.
He didn't know why a system like him would still stay in bed, but he just didn't want to get up. Feeling the warm quilt, he drowsily opened his eyes and looked at the host beside the bed, "How about we postpone the time to eight o'clock?"
011 I could hardly open my eyes as I looked at the pale sky.
"Then you sleep a little longer. Galliel and I are going to the training ground first." Lu Tai looked at the soft appearance of the little panda and was reluctant to dig him out of the quilt. He just tucked the quilt in for him a little tighter.
But 011 saw him trying to turn and leave, so he grabbed his hand and tried to wake himself up, "It's okay, I can do it!"
The little panda climbed out of the bed with difficulty.
"I will work hard too! I will protect you guys well when the time comes!" As 011 sat up, the quilt that was originally wrapped around her body slid down her fair skin, and the collar of her pajamas became a little crooked.
Lu Tai's eyes darkened as he watched this scene, but he still helped the little panda straighten its collar as quickly as possible.
011 didn't notice his host's actions at the moment. He pulled himself together and climbed out of bed. After a quick wash, he dressed and headed to the training ground. He raised his pale face to look at his teammates and raised his fist. "Now, let me show you the strength of my ace red panda, oh, no, my ace cadet!"
He walked into the training ground with his head held high, and then heard the students around him who were working hard secretly praising him.
This gave the little panda confidence in an instant.
Then he was knocked down by a robot just two seconds after entering.
011 feels that this training may not be suitable for me.
After all, when he had fought with his predecessors before, he had used his claws and mouth the most, but these robots were made of steel and could not be hurt by his slaps, and could not be bitten by them. In the end, he could only be moved to a chair on the other side by the robots.
"It's okay. I think I'm strong enough. We'll see when the time comes for actual combat." 011 lay down calmly.
Watched the host and the protagonists train for a day.
In the next few days, 011 tried to struggle, but because he really couldn't win, he could only watch the game and act as a cheerleader, cheering for a few people and handing them water.
Time passed like this until the game started.
The red panda's speech also ended quietly during this period.
He begged the host to record a lot of backups.
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A lot of people came that day, and according to the rules of the competition, there were 16 teams in total, each consisting of three people.
But 011 didn't know many people. He saw the Main Star Military Academy team on the list of participants. The contestants were Fran, Is and Cedric. He greeted them happily and sneaked over to see if he could discuss some cooperation before the game. As a result, he was bumped into by someone on the shoulder as soon as he walked over.
Then a voice filled with disdain rang out, "I thought the main star was so noble and ambitious, but they're already forming cliques before the competition even starts. This is really eye-opening."
"Besides, even if someone like you tries to climb up the social ladder, they will still pay attention to you."
After bumping into someone, he didn't leave. He just stood there and sneered in a low voice.
Just loud enough for everyone around to hear.
"Who are you talking about forming cliques? We're from the same school and we can't talk to each other. What an old-fashioned guy." 011 was bumped into for no apparent reason and his secrets were exposed. Although he felt a little guilty, he still turned his head pretending to be righteous, with anger visible on his pretty face.
It looked like a kitten that could pounce and bite someone in the next second.
The student himself was a bit of a jerk. He disdained to even look at these fame-seeking guys, but when he heard these words that were obviously spoken out of anger, he became interested. He turned his gaze away in a nasty manner and was about to say something, but he fell silent when he saw the face clearly.
How could someone be so beautiful?
Yes, is it a man?
How come her face is so white and small, and her mouth is so red that it seems to have a fragrance.
He blushed instantly, not understanding the key point of the other person's words. Maintaining his composure, he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not old-fashioned. I'm just 20 years old and still single. Although I've never held hands with anyone of the same sex or the opposite sex, I'm not old-fashioned, I'm conservative."
The student's anger disappeared at this moment, and he inexplicably showed his charm to his partner like a male peacock courting a mate.
Little did they know that at this moment the live broadcast eye had already recorded everything and transmitted it to everyone watching on the Star Network.
Is this kid from Monto? That top-tier military academy? I remember him. At the freshman ceremony, he seemed to say things like, "Dating is a waste of time," and "Mechas are my lifelong companions."
[So, could it be that... that pretty girl is a mecha?]
[The person above criticizing the Monto Military Academy is done for. I see your homepage is about the top 3 military academy on Planet Airy. I suspect this is a premeditated slander. Don't worry, this is all planned. We, Monto, will definitely defeat Planet Airy and become top 1. You will just stay in third place forever!]
[No, what are you talking about? Look at his red face? Still planning? Don't fool yourself. Besides, we were only one point away from being top 2 last year.]
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011 did not notice the noisy live broadcast room.
He simply felt that the student in front of him seemed to have a slightly odd way of thinking. "There's no point in playing dumb. I'm not forming any cliques anyway. You're slandering me."
In front of so many people, he couldn't hang around Fran anymore for fear that his lies would be discovered.
Just as he was about to return to his host in shame, a large, slightly cold hand grabbed his wrist. When he looked up, he saw Fran's serious face.
"It's not that he wants to climb the social ladder, it's me who wants it. After all, he is the one who is the one between us." Fran held the red panda's wrist and looked at Monto's student in front of him calmly, standing in front of the orange-haired boy as if to secretly show his ownership.
011 looked at him with starry eyes, secretly feeling that he was worthy of being the protagonist and felt safe.
The students seemed frightened when they saw this scene. Their eyes moved between them strangely for a few times, and then they left with a strange expression as if they had suddenly realized something.
011 tilted his head in confusion as he looked at his back. His attention was quickly drawn to the protagonist. "Is the cooperation you just mentioned true?"
He has starry eyes.
If this is true, then his plan to win the championship will take a big step forward.
After all, he is surrounded by protagonists.
Isn't it usually the protagonist who wins in novels?
"It's true." Fran looked at the orange-haired boy in front of him without any psychological burden. His fingertips wanted to fall on the round dimples, but in the end he withdrew his fingertips as if he was burned.
Then he looked away somewhat unnaturally.
011 didn't notice the protagonist's abnormality. After getting the answer he wanted, he wanted to run away. The next second, his neck was pinched and rubbed like a kitten. Cedric's gritted teeth sounded in his ears.
"Have you forgotten about me? Huh?" Cedric was so angry that his teeth itched at the red panda who ignored him. He stared at the other's big caramel-colored eyes that were obviously a little impatient for a while, then pinched his face. "So fierce? Tell me, what if I knock Fran unconscious and don't let him cooperate with you?"
Why did this little panda look so fierce at him?
"You, you are despicable!" 011 looked at the hateful villain in front of him and felt that he was really capable of doing such a thing, but he didn't dare to shout loudly for fear that this person would really disrupt his plan.
Just as he was getting angry, he was shaken by the chin, and then Cedric's mischievous voice rang out, "How about you call me brother and I'll help you?"
"Look at the two teammates you picked. They can protect you just as well as boiled chicken," Cedric coaxed. It was the first time he had spoken so humbly to someone. "Choose me. If you get the Battle Royale background, I can still carry you."
It's like betraying myself.
Spread yourself out and let the little panda choose.
011 was indeed attracted by his words. He seemed to lower his head but actually glanced at Fran secretly. Then he found that the protagonist with clear features was also looking at him in the same way. The little panda felt a little guilty for some reason.
He didn't know what he was feeling guilty about.
011 narrowed his eyes uncertainly, tiptoed suspiciously and tugged at Cedric's sleeve. When the black-haired young man lowered his head obediently, he asked, "Are you really not going to cheat? Are you really going to help me?"
Cedric didn't have enough credit with him.
"Of course, just call me brother, it's a good deal." Cedric winked and tried to seduce, but the next second he saw the red panda being taken behind by the annoying Is.
Yi Si's face darkened. For the first time, he found it difficult to maintain a polite surface harmony in front of so many people. "You have no sense of shame."
But Cedric knew.
It's all about deep jealousy.
So he didn't get angry when he saw this. Instead, he held his chin with his hand and smiled as he looked at the red panda and counted down with his mouth, "3, 2, 1..."
"Brother!" 011 was afraid that he would come to cause trouble, so he called out "brother" in a hurry, as if he was going to join the Liangshan bandits in the next second.
The people around who were originally full of jealousy could hardly hold back their laughter when they saw this scene.
Cedric was a little happy and wanted to laugh when he heard him call him brother, but he tried hard to hold back his laughter in order not to embarrass the red panda. "Since you are so good, I promise to abandon my teammates and elope with you."
This simple sentence, when spoken from his mouth, inexplicably took on a certain alluring and sentimental meaning.
But it was destined that the flirtatious glances were cast at the blind man, because 011 had no idea why his eyes were twitching, but he could still understand what Cedric said.
"Brother, you are really uneducated. Coming with me should be called treason, not elopement." 011 regretted dragging Cedric, an illiterate, into this. He felt a little embarrassed.
Sure enough, a burst of suppressed laughter suddenly rang out around them.
The little panda felt that this must be a mockery of him.
When Cedric heard this, he almost laughed out loud at the pretty little bastard in front of him. He wanted to go up and give him a couple of good spankings. "That's perfect. I'm illiterate anyway, so a responsible little teacher like you should teach me well. And it would be best if you can't leave me for 24 hours!"
Before the red panda could react after he said this, the students in the crowd who had been paying attention to this side began to grit their teeth.
This is the one that just hit the red panda.
"You are so shameless. Not only did you take advantage of my innocence and trick me into calling you brother, but you even wanted me to accompany you..." The student seemed to be unable to speak, completely forgetting that he had just said that the orange-haired boy was trying to climb up the social ladder.
On the surface, he seemed to be here to enforce justice, but in reality, he slowly approached the young man and said, "If you call me brother, I'll help you beat him up, how about that?"
It felt like there was a tail wagging behind him, seeking credit.
"I heard everything you were thinking, are you worthy enough to be called brother?" Cedric thought with his finger bones crackling. He couldn't bear to see the little panda being looked down upon, so he walked over with a smile and punched him.
I don't care what the occasion is.
The cadet was stunned by his blow, and his face swelled up quickly due to the pain, but under the clear gaze of the young man next to him, he didn't say a word and went forward to meet him.
The two men soon started fighting each other.
Just when 011 was feeling a little lost and wondering whether to look for the security team or Fran, the protagonist behind him calmly grabbed his wrist and took a few steps back, as if he was afraid that they would be affected.
He was so close that he could even hear Fran's soft voice as she lowered her eyes and watched everything calmly.
"What a pair of barbaric idiots who haven't fully evolved."
When 011 looked over, the protagonist's face, though covered with a layer of frost, was still clear and bright. However, because of his pale complexion, he looked uninspired. When he looked over, he asked, "What's wrong?"
It was as if the person who said that just now was not him.
"Nothing." 011 looked at him for a long time but couldn't find any flaws on his face. He thought he had heard it wrong. Seeing that some people around had already gone to find someone to control the situation, he stood behind the other person and watched the two people fight.
Little did he know that although the protagonist had his back to him, Liang Bo's mental power was still lingering on him.
Just when 011 was feeling a bit bored and wanted to return to the host, he saw the crowd that had surrounded the place suddenly parted, and then several figures walked out from them. Judging from the respectful expressions of the people around them, they must be of high status.
The woman in the lead, with small curly hair, looked shrewd and thin, as if she had a lot of energy. She smiled and did not seem angry at the scene. "What's going on?"
"Good morning, Dean. Junior Cedric had a minor physical conflict with someone." Fran greeted the visitor respectfully upon seeing him.
Then he brought 011 closer and gave a brief explanation.
The red panda secretly looked at the strangers in front of him from behind, feeling a little scared. He immediately became serious and followed behind like a little lamb, pretending to be an invisible person.
Fortunately, most people's attention is now on the two people fighting in front.
Seeing this, a slightly shorter middle-aged man with a slight gray beard smiled and said, "President Lin, don't be angry. It's normal for young people to be energetic."
He is a little nearsighted, and being a thrifty person, he doesn't want to waste money, so he didn't correct his eyesight. Now, when he doesn't wear glasses, everything he sees around him is a little blurry.
As for the two people fighting not far away, one could only see two long blocks of color.
"Let me see which school's students are so energetic that the game starts before the whistle is blown." He took out the yellowed glasses case from his shirt pocket lovingly, wiped it again and again carefully, and then squinted his eyes and put it on.
He didn't notice at all that the curly-haired woman next to him glanced at him and wanted to laugh but held it back by coughing.
So as soon as the man saw the world clearly, he found that one of the two people looked a little familiar. He then looked at the school badge on the chest of the other's school uniform and found that it was indeed his student.
Moreover, he was not as skilled as the other person, and was knocked down by a punch from the tall military cadet in the next second.
"Ahem." The curly-haired woman cleared her throat a few times. She was a bit of a germaphobe and threw the handkerchief directly into the trash can. She patted the non-existent wrinkles on her body and smiled gracefully and gently, "Look, this young man is so good. He falls asleep right away. Unlike me, who is old and useless and needs to take medicine every day to fall asleep."
Bearded Man: ...
He was so angry that the flesh on his face twitched. The two military academies had always been competing with each other, and losing today was a huge loss of face for him on StarNet.
Fortunately, no one here dares to laugh openly.
The next second after he finished thinking, a laugh came from behind the young military academy chief who looked mature and steady. Although he was trying hard to hold back his laughter, it was obvious that he couldn't hold it back.
This led the students around who were watching to laugh as well.
The bearded man was so angry that he almost pulled his beard out.
"I'm sorry, I just suddenly thought of something funny and wasn't laughing at you." 011 laughed for a long time and then he looked up and met the other person's eyes. Fearing that he would be scolded, he quickly shrank his neck and apologized timidly.
The bearded man didn't expect that there was such a handsome boy hidden behind the other person.
He inexplicably thought of his unlucky child who kept saying he didn't want to get married. If he had a child, the child would probably be this old. Besides, their family's genes were not bad, so perhaps a mutant child could be this beautiful.
The always petty dean of the Monto Military Academy looked at the little boy who was staring at him eagerly but he didn't say anything harsh.
Forget it, why bother with these kids.
The bearded man pretended to be serious and wanted to puff out his beard and glare, but in the end he just took a candy out of his pocket and handed it over. "Alright, alright, am I really that scary? I don't know what your dean says about me behind my back every day."
He still wanted to step on the other person's side with his words.
"Thank you, Dean." 011 didn't expect that this person looked fierce, but was actually quite nice. He subconsciously smiled at the person in front of him, with shallow dimples on his cheeks.
Maybe when I get older I start to like kids like this, and they immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.
I couldn't let go and pinched her face.
011 was already used to this kind of scene. He thought it was quite good. When he was a red panda, he even wanted his paws and tail touched. "Thank you, thank you beautiful Dean Auntie and handsome Dean Grandpa."
Before he knew it, he had a bunch of snacks in his arms.
"You're quite good at talking." Dean Lin also had a round face. Looking at the little face in front of him, which seemed almost as round as his own, he pinched it with a bit of curiosity, "Are you Yaoyao?"
As the decision maker who admitted this classmate to the military academy, she naturally had seen the other person's photo.
But I didn't expect that she was even cuter in person than in the photo. No wonder those brats didn't care on the surface, but actually secretly asked her to take better care of the little panda, so that the little panda wouldn't be bullied if they were not around.
Dean Lin agreed at the time, but after observing for a few days, he felt that it was unnecessary.
After all, she felt that this group of young people could provide good protection.
After the initial novelty wore off, she had more and more things to do and started to pay less attention to this matter, which allowed the tutors and instructors in the school to pay more attention to it.
"Do you know me?" 011, who was originally in a happy mood because he got a lot of snacks, suddenly became nervous when he heard her words. If he had ears, they would have pricked up with vigilance at this moment. Is the other party now doubting his identity?
Just as he was thinking this, he saw that the woman's face had no special expression. She just said calmly, "Of course I know. As the only survivor of the Qixiang, you must have suffered a lot in there. Look at your skinny face."
As she spoke, she pinched his face, lifting up the soft white flesh on his cheek.
No matter how you look at it, it's not convincing.
"It's not that hard. When I'm hungry, I eat grass. When I'm thirsty, I drink nutrient solution to fill my stomach." 011 answered while trying hard to recall what the host had taught him before. Little did he know that his efforts to recall made him feel deeply distressed by the audience in the live broadcast room.
[So pitiful! It turns out he's the rumored sole survivor of the Qixiang. No wonder he's so small. He must not be getting enough to eat.]
[I heard he was rescued from a pirate organization. He was tortured to the point of forgetting everything and was covered in wounds. The Capital Military Academy felt sorry for him and allowed him to stay as a student companion for observation.]
[It's so tragic, but those pirates are dead now, so that's his revenge.]
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011 didn't know what they were thinking, but he immediately relaxed when he saw the crisis was resolved.
Then the host, who could no longer tolerate the situation, found a reason to take him away.
Holding a lollipop in his mouth, he generously shared his harvest with the host and Gary next to him, and he thought he was very subtle in leaving his favorite watermelon flavor.
"You may land randomly later, but your teammates will be marked on the map. Hide well and I'll find you." Galliard didn't like sweets very much, so he put it in his pocket and waited to give it to the red panda someday.
He has participated in this kind of competition twice and is considered a relatively experienced player.
011 nodded obediently, his eyes following the other person's hand to his pocket, but he didn't want to appear greedy in front of so many people, so he quickly forced himself to look away.
This made Galliard next to him laugh a little.
His gentle and handsome features could still be described as elegant and gorgeous, but between his fingers, which were covered with expensive gloves, he held an ordinary lollipop, and then he couldn't help stroking it twice as if it were a treasure.
It seems that his disguise was not in vain, as the red panda was willing to share one of the candies with him.
011 didn't know what this person was thinking. He tried hard to look away from his candy and cried silently in his heart. It was only in situations like this that the host would not care too much about him. If he had known this, he would have taken advantage of this and left another one to eat.
Just as he was crying because of his candy, the pre-match preparation was finally coming to an end.
011 crushed the candy in his mouth in two bites, then trotted inside holding the host's hand. However, when he saw that the people around him didn't look so anxious, he slowed down his pace and put on a stern face to pretend that he was also very serious.
Little did they know that this scene made the audience burst into joy.
[Hahahahaha, this little short-legged cat is so tossing around, if I didn't know, I would have thought I saw my own short-legged cat, with its big eyes and small head.]
[Yaoyao can’t bear to hear this (covers mouth)]
[I think the one with the small head is Gary. Can he see the candy with his eyes? My baby was almost dying of greed just now, but he didn't even want to take it away. Damn it!]
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011 didn't realize that his forbearance was useless, and it was all visible to the audience from a God's perspective.
He walked while watching the people around him learn, and then he was almost led by the people on both sides to do the splits. He looked left and right and was relieved that no one noticed.
The red panda finally calmed down a bit and followed us to the venue quietly and curiously.
This time it is still a virtual competition. All you can see are the sleeping chambers and mind resonance helmets that you have seen before, but they look more high-end.
On the other side of the venue are rows of benches.
The game hasn't officially started yet, so 011 followed the host and Galliard to find a seat and sit down. Coincidentally, Fran's team, who arrived late, happened to be sitting next to them.
They were delayed a little because Dean Lin called them over for something urgent.
The host here was also a virtual figure, briefly explaining the rules of the competition, "Today's competition is still a team competition. Three people will choose one person to draw the buff and entry for this competition. Each person can draw twice..."
The host's voice doesn't sound robotic.
But it took 011 a long time to figure out some of the rules.
"That is to say, six people will be picked out from the 16 teams to receive buffs and entries. This effect will affect all the contestants, with both good and bad effects." He recalled the host's words and summarized in a low voice.
Garriel beside him nodded gently, "Yes, after that, each team will send one person to draw two buffs for their team. The results may be good or bad, all depends on luck."
This is also what makes this game difficult.
Too random.
The few times that Galliard participated were just OK, but I heard that some unlucky guy had drawn a bad number before, which directly increased the difficulty of this game by several levels.
In the end, I was blocked from the Military Academy Joint Forum for a month.
"Then who of the three of us will go next? I feel like you, Gary, might have better luck." 011 touched his chin. The host felt gloomy, while Gary looked golden, like the legendary European Emperor.
And the host is like a non-African.
As for the red panda himself, he has never participated in such an event so he doesn't know how lucky he will be.
Galliel was amused by his confident tone. There seemed to be no trace of gloom in Canjin's eyes. "My luck is pretty good, right? But I think there are others who are even better. How can Lu Tai not be extremely lucky?"
He seldom gets jealous of anyone.
But Lu Tai is one of them.
It was obvious that the other person was far inferior to him in terms of appearance, family background, financial resources and position in the so-called novel, but the red panda still chose this person.
How could Gallie not be jealous?
"Good luck?" 011 didn't understand what he said. He recalled the host's life. His mother died when he was young. He had to face his gambling-addicted relatives alone. It was good enough for him to be able to protect his own small family.
If he hadn't appeared, he would probably have been tortured beyond recognition and thrown on the street just like in the plot.
Finally, it is picked up by the gods and used in new ways.
But speaking of this, the little panda remembered one thing. Maybe Lu Tai was still a little lucky. After all, he encountered a powerful villain like himself with a bad system. With himself around, even the bad guys who came down didn't dare to bully him!
011 thinks this is also a kind of luck.
The proud little panda raised the corners of his lips, his beautiful eyes gleaming with pride. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the host on the stage read out, "Finally, please invite student Yao Xinjue from Group 6 to the stage. The first round of draws will begin."
The little panda was dumbfounded when he heard this.
"Did I hear it right? I didn't expect it to be me. Is this also a kind of good luck?" The voice of 011 immediately raised his hand with a smile and ran up.
The people below breathed a sigh of relief instantly.
She's so beautiful, so she must be lucky, right?
011 didn't know that the sixteen groups of military cadets below the stage were praying in their hearts at this moment. He followed the others to the stage and saw a big turntable in front of him.
The host's figure was beside him, a cold, insubstantial nothingness that didn't belong to a human body. "Next, everyone, please close your eyes."
"The first one goes to Wang Miao from Group 3, and it will be passed down through the rest of the group. First, please have Wang Miao turn his back to the turntable. After I say start, you can say stop at any time." The host patiently explained, "Try to do it within 15 seconds, because after 15 seconds, the pointer will stop completely, and you won't be able to choose."
011 was standing nearby, and it felt quite festive.
He closed his eyes, bored, and only stopped five seconds after the host called out "start."
The host paused for a moment, then calmly answered, "Congratulations to this contestant for adding an entry to our competition today—Snowfield Adventure. Let's applaud!"
The audience fell silent instantly, and it was a long time before some people began to applaud sparsely.
It’s not that they are afraid of such an environment.
These people all have the mentality of seeking benefits and avoiding harm. It is still unknown what the rules for winning this game are. If it is an ordinary rescue, it is fine, just kill them. If it is other rules that waste time, some people may faint from hypothermia and hunger in the snow.
Most of the participants in this competition are freshmen from various schools.
It is difficult to say how good their ability to survive in the wild is.
Several deans who were watching from outside sighed, but since one disaster label had already been issued, there shouldn't be any others. They shouldn't be laughed at for just one or two cases like before.
011 had no idea what they were thinking. When he heard the word "snowfield", his primitive impulses were awakened immediately, and his ears and tail almost popped out.
Although he doesn't like his fur to be wet, he still likes to play in the snow sometimes.
While he was thinking, the second person started his own drawing. As the sound of the simulated turntable sounded, the second person soon shouted to stop.
"Congratulations to this student." The host's voice was remarkably clear, sounding like an ordinary person, but a closer look revealed no complex emotions typical of humans. "This time's entry is—Occassional Supply Airdrops. Let's applaud!"
This time, there was finally thunderous applause from the audience.
011 also smiled and said that it didn't matter as long as there were snowfields and supplies. There was no need to worry about not being able to find food in the snow.
He just listened as three more buffs appeared.
Overall health +20, luck +10.
011 Listening to it always feels like a real game.
It was finally his turn. He heard the host say "start", counted to 4 seconds in his mind, and immediately shouted "stop". Then he found that the originally lively scene suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.
Even the host seemed to be stuck.
The little panda suddenly had a bad premonition. He took off his blindfold and looked back furtively, then found that the pointer on the turntable stopped at a position where it was almost squeezed into the size of a needle tip by all the buffs and entries.
There are four words written on it - collective amnesia.
011: ...
He glanced at the audience with a guilty conscience, and found that the military cadets below were almost fuming, but they still managed to maintain the friendship between classmates and tried to stay calm.
It would be nice if it could be archived.
The little panda looked at the sky and suddenly thought so.
He followed the others down the stage with a guilty look on his face and returned to his seat. Just as he was about to speak, he felt the host rub his head and said, "Don't worry, the competition won't leave you any chance of survival."
Lu Tai was a little speechless when he saw the four words on the screen.
"I have a question I want answered. How can we compete if we lose our memories?" A military cadet nearby couldn't help but raised his hand and stood up to ask.
The host on stage still didn't react much. "It's just that you lost your memory. You still have the rules of the game, but it might be a little harder to find your teammates."
"But similarly, after losing your memories, you might forget your identities, personalities, and disguises." The host smiled politely at the young students in the audience, as a final reminder. "Please be as cautious as possible in your words and actions. This match will be broadcast live as usual."
"As for the team's buff draw, I've already sent the selection to the corresponding players' computers."
He then smiled and clapped his hands.
Then the scene behind me began to change.
The turntable disappeared and everything was blank again.
Perhaps someone in the team finally had some luck that moved the God of Fate, and the chance to draw the prize fell to Lu Tai. 011 coughed guiltily twice, "Host, do it yourself this time. I don't think I'll be very lucky."
He was afraid of drawing out some strange buff again.
"Okay." Lu Tai also knew that the red panda was afraid, so he didn't refuse and clicked the corresponding button. Then a small firework pattern exploded on the computer.
[Congratulations to this player for drawing an A-level buff—the team's health increases by 20%]
Looks like a pretty good buff.
011 suddenly felt a bit interested. He glanced at the host eagerly, feeling that it was impossible for a system like him to be so unlucky forever. "Lu Tai, I want to give it a try. I feel like what happened just now was just to clear my bad luck before I draw the big prize."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was a possibility.
"..." Lu Tai looked at the red panda's sincere eyes and was unwilling to let him down. "There are still two more times. Yaoyao, come on."
011 immediately became alert upon hearing this. He didn't want to destroy the team's hopes all at once. "Let's leave the rest to Galliard! We'll each have one shot."
He rubbed his hands together as if he were performing some ritual, and his pretty little face showed a very serious expression.
"It will definitely work this time. I can't stay this unlucky forever." 011 comforted himself. He didn't dare to look, so he grabbed the host's other hand to cover his eyes, and he stealthily stretched out his white fingertips to probe over.
Small fireworks sound effects then exploded.
The little panda waited for a while but didn't hear any sound. He felt that the ominous premonition came back again. He trembled nervously. His eyelashes were a little wet because of his guilty conscience. His caramel-colored eyes slowly opened, and there was a hint of water in them.
011 looked at the words on the computer and unconsciously followed Xiao Xiao's words out loud, "F-buff, teammate's mark cleared..."
My heart finally settled down.
Where did his luck go?
"It doesn't matter. Even if I have no memory by then, I will still find you." Lu Tai looked at the little panda who was about to cry, so he took the little one into his arms and patted its back to comfort it. He didn't expect that the little panda was still so unlucky.
This is just an ordinary game, but the red panda regards it as very important and he cannot take it lightly.
011:QAQ
He looked at Jialiye beside him for help, his voice choked with sobs, "I believe you can do it, but is your luck really that good? Otherwise, why not let Lu Tai do it?"
The red panda felt that the game was hopeless.
He worked so hard to get sponsorship before the competition that he even called out his humiliating brother.
As a result, everyone lost their memory.
The little panda is about to cry.
"..." Looking at the panda's tangled expression, Galliard knew that he didn't trust him at all. He sighed helplessly, "Thank you for believing in me."
Under the nervous gaze of the red panda, he stretched out his hand and lightly tapped the virtual screen on the computer.
The optical computer instantly recognized the direction of his finger, but then there was a burst of fireworks sound effects, and then a flash of golden light fell into the eyes of several people.
[Congratulations to this player for obtaining the SS-level skill—auto-tracking within 10km. (PS: Only facial recognition is required to activate it.)]
Gallie was also a little surprised when he saw this scene. Although it was a virtual live broadcast of the game, there were relatively few skills like this. Most of them were buffs and entries that would not have a big impact on the game, in order to ensure the fairness of the game.
It seems that he has been lucky recently.
"I can recognize your appearance first, and then I will know what this skill is when I see it." Galliard did not seem very nervous.
011 was really grateful to Galliard. If it was just him, the host, or someone else today, he might have been in real trouble.
He subconsciously threw himself into the young man's arms and rubbed against him like a red panda, "Okay, you guys can't forget me when the time comes!"
011 searched the system mall for a long time but couldn't find any medicine related to this matter.
He sent messages to his seniors to ask if there was any medicine whose name he didn't recognize that could prevent cognition from being tampered with, but his seniors were probably still busy and didn't reply.
The little panda could only wait anxiously.
However, until the start of the game, he was stuffed into the sleeping chamber with a sad face.
The barrage of comments is surprisingly lively at the moment.
[Yaoyao is the legendary non-chieftain saint anyway. I hope he doesn't get teleported to some dangerous place later, but I feel like with his luck, that's very likely to happen.]
[Pah, pah, pah, even if my luck is bad, it can't really be this bad, right? I'm eliminated as soon as the tonic appears!]
This is the first time I've seen the "Amnesia" buff. In a snowy landscape like that, without humanity and moral restraint, even though most of the participants are gifted individuals, I still feel like something interesting is about to happen.
…
011 didn't know that the barrage of comments that were flying past him at this moment was almost covering his entire face.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a vast expanse of white snow. The biting cold wind blew over him, and the thin coat he had put on at some point could not keep him out at all.
The little panda didn't want to play in the snow anymore. He was so cold that he almost jumped up. He quickly adjusted his temperature to avoid turning into an ice stick.
Although this would probably make his CPU core extremely hot under normal circumstances, in this situation, 011 could only do this to barely maintain his body temperature.
Even though he is a system that is not afraid of cold, he is afraid of the cold.
011 felt his body's temperature rapidly rising, and he rubbed his hands. The light computer on his wrist quickly displayed a transparent screen with a beep. "The rules of the game? Everyone will carry a square iron nameplate. The team with the most nameplates wins, and only the winner can get the prize and escape."
"Huh? Aren't there always three people in a team? Why is the requirement for passing the level two people?" He quickly noticed the strange prompt in the corner and tilted his head.
I looked again carefully and found another rule.
The team with the fewest brand names in each team will be eliminated.
011 felt that this competition was too despicable. It didn't even give people a chance to slack off. He looked at the live broadcast flying around him and his eyes felt itchy. He subconsciously jumped up and grabbed it twice, then he remembered that he was not a red panda now.
At this time, the barrage of comments was also heart-meltingly cute.
[I didn't expect it to look so small, but it was surprisingly brave. After waking up and seeing such a scary scene, it didn't cry or anything. I was ready to comfort the baby.]
[Just came back from another livestream room. The rest of the people are fine too, but none of them are as calm as Yaoyao.]
[It's a shame I didn't get the beast transformation buff this time. I wonder what kind of animal Yaoyao will turn into. His hair is a rare orange-red, making him look a bit like a red panda. Let me kiss it! I want to kiss it off!]
011 can now see the barrage.
The barrage of comments in front of him looked like little flies flying across his white vision.
He quickly realized what it was. He was initially happy to hear the compliments, but when he saw the last sentence, he turned sullen and angry, "Red pandas' fur never fades! Even if you kiss them hard, it won't fade!"
011 must protect the dignity of their red panda population.
The barrage paused for a moment after hearing his words, followed by a torrent of kissing expressions, interspersed with a few serious reminders.
[Baby, do you understand the rules? You can only leave after completing the above tasks. Go find your teammates now.]
[Yaoyao's face is frozen white. I wonder if there's a rest hut nearby? I think it would be a good idea to go there and rest for the night and see how things go. That guy has already found a place to stay for the night.]
[He's quite fast, and doesn't look like the kind of wealthy, extravagant young master at all. My opinion of him has changed a lot.]
011 just watched the barrage of comments floating around. Because of his bold move, the mark that could have been used to find his teammates disappeared. Now he could only wait for his teammates to find him.
Before this, the red panda decided to work hard to protect himself.
It was just dusk now, and the bright red setting sun hung in the sky, illuminating the surroundings.
011 narrowed his eyes and looked around. He decided to walk in before the sun went down. Maybe he could come across an airdrop or a hut.
He had no desire to play in the snow right now, and he particularly disliked the feeling of being wet.
011 identified the direction and walked north. Looking at the terrain here, there should be higher mountains in the distance. He felt that he should stand higher to see if he could find a place to live or something.
Otherwise, am I going to sleep in the snow today?
This is terrible!
011 thought so and walked hard into the depths of the woods through the ankle-deep snow. He kept an eye on his surroundings as he walked. Although some animals would hibernate in winter due to food shortages, which consumes less energy, there was no guarantee that some would go crazy from starvation.
He walked forward, one step deep and one step shallow, and finally arrived at a position slightly above the foot of the mountain when the sun had completely set.
Because everything you see is white.
So any other color will be very obvious.
011 squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and was soon surprised to find that in the originally silent forest, there was a corner that emitted a faint yellow light as if a light was on.
It flickered slightly, more like a flame.
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