"The wine and meat of the wealthy family smells bad, and there are people freezing to death on the road." Blot said bitterly while watching the live broadcast on the Internet.
The live broadcast content is that a McCann man is participating in a sports meeting.
"Hello everyone, the strong Grum must win the championship in this competition, because the champion can follow the great Colossus to open up the market in other worlds!"
"Hahaha, Groom is going to participate in the 77kg weightlifting competition."
"The world records in this competition are 177k in the snatch and 214k in the clean and jerk."
A strong white man was taking selfies with his mobile phone and live broadcasting the game to his fans.
"My fans, you must ask, what can a champion do in another world?"
"The priest told me that I can carry bricks."
"That's right, this is the grandeur of the Colossus. You also need to have the title of champion when moving bricks."
A burst of cheers sounded.
"Okay, it's my turn soon. I'm going to get ready. Don't leave the live broadcast room. Also, please reward me with a few more spaceships."
Blot looked at his small and shabby room, filled with all kinds of colorful and unsold puppets, and then looked at the bustling arena and the shouts and cries, and suddenly felt sour in his heart.
He didn't understand why the grace of the Colossus couldn't extend here even though it was only a few dozen kilometers away?
Only the network signal is extended.
It was a pity that although he had feet, he could not climb over those high walls. In order not to die under the attack, he chose to stay where he was.
"What a shame, they can compete happily, but I don't even dare to walk out of the room. I can only go out to find something to eat when the sun is the brightest." Blot looked out the window.
There was a sound of chewing outside the window.
That's the devil eating human bones.
A few weeks ago, a monster appeared in the town. It was indescribably ugly. No one who had seen it could tell what it looked like. They could only describe it as "a big lump", "slippery" and "squirming everywhere".
” to describe.
It feeds on humans.
Only when the sun is hottest at noon will the thing lie dormant for a while.
But it cannot leave the town. If anyone wants to leave the town, it will pounce out and prey on anyone. It takes 5 minutes for it to eat a person.
No one is stupid, they all drive out together and compete to see who is the unluckiest.
It's a pity that the people who rushed out circled around and came back again.
When I asked them what happened, they said they were lost and couldn't find the way out.
Obviously, they were kept in captivity.
While he was angry, a message came from one of Blot's social accounts.
It was sent by a friend from the same town.
"Blot, we must save ourselves."
"What do you want to do? I sent a lot of help messages on the Internet, but there are only a few useless words of sympathy and a few bastards who are gloating about others' misfortune." Blot said helplessly.
"After discussion, the only solution is to let the Colossus destroy this monster," said a friend from the same town.
"But it will make us get lost. The people we send out cannot leave this town. It is useless to publish distress information online." Blot said painfully.
"No, Colossus now has a plan to go to other worlds to open up new markets. He is recruiting capable men. As long as we show the corresponding characteristics, we may be selected by him." The town companion said firmly.
Blot thought of the live broadcast he was watching and understood what his companion wanted to do.
"You mean, we also hold a formal sports competition, try to break a world record, and then we might be selected?" he said excitedly.
"Exactly." The companion affirmed.
"Okay, I'll participate, but what should the content of the competition be?"
"The content of the competition can be imitated by what the McCanns are doing now."
"Yes, yes, I actually forgot about it, thanks to the Internet."
Blot previously complained that the Internet allowed him to see other people's happy lives, but now he wants to thank the Internet for giving them the only way to survive.
Noon the next day.
A sports competition was held in a small town, and all strong men and women participated.
The content of the competition includes weightlifting, running, long jump, swimming...
They don't know what these projects are used for, maybe they are just for moving bricks, but they just need to know that the McCann people do the same thing.
The competition progressed very quickly, and all projects were completed in just over two hours.
However they were disappointed.
The best result is still far away from the McCann's competition record.
This is normal. After all, this is a small town. Is it that easy to produce a sports genius?
"It's over, what should we do?" Blot became even more desperate.
I saw hope just now, but was disappointed again.
The pain is doubled.
"Don't be nervous, we still have a way." His companion said.
"any solution?"
"We can compete on skills, such as weaving. Aren't you very good at weaving with linen and making puppets with cloth?" said the companion.
The town produces various handicrafts and sells them to Macon tourists, which is one of their main sources of income.
These include various hand-woven fabrics.
"Is this possible?" Brott ignited a little hope.
He does know how to weave, and is a master at it. Every weekend, he holds a basket to sell to tourists.
"Okay, I already understand what kind of person the colossus wants." The town companion assured.
On the third day, they held a weaving competition and selected a few masters who were good at finding fibers from original hemp and rattan and then weaving them into cloth, and Blot won the championship.
When they uploaded the competition process online, hope finally came.
That night, five priests came, destroyed the monster that left everyone helpless, and took away the weaver masters, including Blot of course.
"Great, we are saved! Thanks to the Colossus!" Blot was going crazy with excitement.
He was very grateful to his parents for their spankings in the past. It was their spankings that allowed him to learn these survival skills.
No wonder his companions come looking for him specifically.
And now, he is going to McCann and live a life on the Internet.
He has completely forgotten his companions.
However, his fellow townspeople did not care about this, because everyone got what they needed.
…………
"Great Colossus God, we have gathered the manpower to open up wasteland, including strong men, weavers, and farming experts..."
In front of the giant statues of goldfish and tiger, a group of priests are praying.
And the people they selected, about thirty of them, all stood under the giant statue.
Blot is one of them. He is very confused and doesn't know what to do.
But no matter how bad it is, it won't be worse than being eaten by a monster.
Colossus neither kills nor eats people, this is something everyone knows.
The next moment, an inexplicable voice appeared in his mind.
"Do you want to voluntarily register as a player?"
"The choice is yes." The priest's voice then sounded.
"yes."
"Are you willing to join the Huanhuan Family Union?"
"Continue to choose yes." It was still the voice of the priest.
"yes."
"Your information has been registered and is now being sent."
The next moment, Blot found himself disappearing from the spot. After a while, the sky and the earth became dark, and he appeared in a valley.
Soon he understood why he was chosen, because he was really responsible for the clothing issues of dozens of people...
