Li Qingyu didn't know whether to serve sesame cakes, steamed buns, or... cornbread?
After all, Li Qingyu was facing players from the entire Asian region, not just Chinese players, so of course he had to consider everyone's preferences.
And with so many people, I don't even know... if we'll have a chance to post it in time...
Thinking about this...
Li Qingyu stopped hesitating and waved his hand dismissively.
Suddenly, a huge, snow-white, steamed bun-shaped mountain appeared beside Li Qingyu.
"Those who didn't bring any food or didn't eat enough for dinner, hurry up and line up to get one. Only one bag per person," Li Qingyu shouted to the crowd in front of him.
Yes... a bag...
The steamed buns in the pants, if they weren't in a bag...
That's practically the same as eating dirt...
Moreover, in a bag of steamed buns, there were at least ten buns that were about the same size as An's head.
Logically speaking, it should be enough to feed an adult for several days. Several days is actually enough, since the first few days are the most difficult for randomly selected players after entering the competition.
Of course, Li Qingyu's initial plan was definitely not to distribute steamed buns, but there were just too many people, so he had to make do with what he had.
With so many people watching, Li Qingyu couldn't very well treat them differently!
Looking at the huge crowd in front of him, with seven or eight lines forming and orderly collecting large steamed buns around the mountain of steamed buns, Li Qingyu finally had time to turn his head and look around.
Sure enough, food was being distributed at Xiaofu's place as well.
At this moment, a small mountain of large loaves of bread was placed next to Xiaofu.
It seems that Mao has also mastered spatial storage technology, or rather... acquired spatial artifacts...
The scene where An slaughtered the little girl looked rather awkward.
The kid didn't seem to have brought anything, which made the group from the Americas region all look on the other two sides with longing eyes, afraid that they would go hungry if they entered the competition.
As for little Loli Ann Massacre, she stood alone in front of a group of people in the Americas theater, stammering and blushing.
Although his face was fierce and he exuded a menacing aura, it was clear that he was putting on a brave face.
Seemingly sensing Li Qingyu's gaze, An Tushu turned his head and stared at Li Qingyu with a tight mouth, "Um, second brother, the eldest brother didn't bring any food today."
"Lend me some first, I'll pay you back later, boss."
Looking at An Tu's sparkling eyes, which were filled with a mixture of grievance and suppressed emotion, Li Qingyu smiled and said, "Okay, boss."
Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyu waved his hand casually.
Immediately, a massive, juicy mountain appeared beside An's massacre, drawing a large crowd from the Americas theater.
An Tushu was instantly filled with smugness, raising his little head and waving his little hand, "Take the thick ones!"
Seeing that everything was getting on track, most of the random players were lining up to receive food.
After thinking for a moment, Li Qingyu addressed the crowd queuing in front of him, saying, "Chinese contestants, raise your hands. Let me see how many there are."
Looking at the countless hands raised in the crowd, Li Qingyu sighed inwardly.
"Okay, put it down."
What a pity...
There are at least five thousand Chinese players...
If there are fewer people, Li Qingyu can also have all the huskies marked with dimensional tags, ready to rescue them when the opportunity arises.
Given the current situation, let's just leave it at that and wish everyone good luck.
Just as Li Qingyu sighed inwardly.
"Li Qingyu, the contestant! ~ Li Qingyu, the contestant! ~"
A beautiful young girl was carrying a large bag of steamed buns in her left hand and holding half a cucumber in her right hand. She was wearing a bright red dog-patterned T-shirt, and it was unclear whether she was wearing pants or not.
Waving the cucumber in his hand, he jogged towards where Li Qingyu was.
Unfortunately, they were stopped by the great assassin halfway.
Um....
Li Qingyu looked in the direction of the voice and realized that he actually recognized her. It was none other than Miss Orange, the host of his live broadcast.
But... if Miss Orange were here, who would be hosting our live stream right now...?
Seeing that Miss Orange and the assassin were locked in a stalemate, and that Miss Orange was clearly outmatched and deformed from the pressure, Li Qingyu waved for the assassin to step back and let Miss Orange come over.
Li Qingyu frowned slightly as he closely observed Miss Orange approaching him.
Because, Li Qingyu suddenly discovered...
This woman...
He looks somewhat familiar...
Before Li Qingyu could even ask, Miss Orange spoke first.
"Li Qingyu, is it any time you're adjusting to being in the competition as the regional leader for the first time?"
"Also, what are Li Qingyu's thoughts on this joint qualifying match? Is he confident in leading everyone to victory again?"
Watching Miss Orange extend her right hand, holding up half a cucumber to her mouth as a microphone for an interview, and seeing Miss Orange's earnest gaze.
Li Qingyu suddenly realized, this Miss Orange...
How come she looks so much like... Aunt Qiao, my mom's best friend?!
Li Qingyu had seen Aunt Qiao's photos... Could it be...?
Li Qingyu's gaze suddenly drifted into the distance, and he casually took the half-cucumber that Miss Orange had handed to his mouth and bit off another half.
Noticing Miss Orange's astonished look, Li Qingyu smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction.
My mom's best friend... she looks so young!
That's pretty good....
Li Qingyu felt that he was starting to be tempted.
However, since it was a live broadcast, Li Qingyu decided to be serious.
Li Qingyu smiled confidently, "It's not a matter of confidence, but rather..."
Li Qingyu slowly extended his right hand.
Then, he clenched his fist suddenly.
In an instant, the amplification of various charm attributes caused Li Qingyu's personal charisma to spread outward like a storm, even overflowing onto countless live broadcast screens.
This captivated the viewers of the live stream, making them unable to resist being drawn in.
"Victory is certain!!!"
Miss Orange, overwhelmed by Li Qingyu's charm, stared blankly and unconsciously stuffed the remaining half of the cucumber into her mouth.
"You're so savory, it's really burning..." Miss Orange murmured, puffing out her cheeks.
"Huh? What did you say?"
Li Qingyu looked at Miss Orange with some confusion, suddenly unsure how to address her.
I can't exactly call her... Aunt Qiao, can I?
Wouldn't that make me look inferior?
Just as Li Qingyu was struggling with his decision, the ceiling of the joint preparation space, which was as dark as a desolate universe, suddenly changed and began to light up.
Lines of strange, distorted text emerged from the darkness, yet their meaning was instantly clear.
[United Heavenly Path: The joint advancement tournament will begin in ten minutes. All civilizations are requested to prepare for entry.]
[The strength level of the participating civilization has been detected to exceed the planetary level cap by...? ? ?]
[The difficulty of the joint qualifying rounds has been increased... Increase successful!!]
The difficulty of this joint qualifying tournament is... enough to drive even the gods mad!!!
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