Chapter 1173 Three judges, popular elimination competition!
Time waits for no one, and in just one and a half years, everything has changed.
All kinds of life on earth in the past have disappeared in the wasteland due to changes, trials, and suffering.
Only .
Survive!
Please live!
Peace!
Seek perfection!
No one mentions the so-called spiritual needs anymore, only the naked survival needs remain.
Where will tomorrow's food come from?
Where will next month’s food come from?
What impact will the next disaster have?
Will the ambitious alien race suddenly attack?
More and more straightforward dilemmas appear, making people overwhelmed.
No matter how delicate a little girl is, she has been as tough as a man after crawling around in the wasteland until now.
As for the human Su Shen who stole the limelight from the beginning of the wasteland.
If there were still people who regarded him as an idol at the beginning and wanted to work hard to be like him.
So now.
After recognizing the reality, more and more people's ideas have completely changed.
Today is completely different from the past!
At this moment, Jiang Yong could probably understand why the entire gathering place suddenly became quiet the moment the game made an announcement.
Sure enough, Su Shen did not disappear as others had guessed!
He is still there!
And not surprisingly, the lord with a fifth-level territory.
Exactly.
Human Su Shen!
Wow.
The gathering place was quiet for about ten seconds, and then suddenly exploded.
It's like he not only pressed the stop mute button, but also turned the volume knob directly to the top!
"Oh my god, did I read that right???"
"It's true, it's true Su Shen, damn, there's been no news about this for almost half a year."
"In more than half a year, I haven't seen Su Shen once since that sea trip to now."
"Territory, where is Su Shen's territory? Quick, does anyone know?"
"Don't bother me. If I knew, would I still be able to stay here and line up with you to get supplies?"
"Damn, a ticket to watch the game actually costs ten disaster points. This game is really a money grab."
"Ten o'clock, don't say ten o'clock, even a hundred o'clock I will go and see it today."
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The points for speaking once on the World Channel are only one point, but it actually costs a full ten points for a battle!
Many people felt a little sad, but more people bought tickets immediately.
Afraid of getting in too late, Sumo had already eliminated his opponent three times, five times five times two, and his trip was all in vain.
And for players who will continue to compete tomorrow, watching the game is also a good opportunity to absorb experience.
A head-on fight is fine.
It's just a competition of skills.
In short, compared to other people's experience described with their mouths, seeing it with their eyes is undoubtedly more intuitive.
What's more, this is Su Shen who stands at the top of mankind!
With his thoughts in mind, Jiang Yong quickly spent ten disaster points to buy tickets.
When entering, the game thoughtfully offers two options.
The first is a 2D page similar to watching a live broadcast. The game will rotate the camera to display images from different perspectives.
The other is the immersive viewing experience that games only provided when disasters broke out before.
Because he had already come out of the long queue, Jiang Yong chose the second option without hesitation.
A trance.
It feels like entering a battle space before.
When the dizziness disappeared and I opened my eyes again, I had arrived at a place similar to the Colosseum in ancient Rome.
In the center of the Colosseum was the kitchen where Somo was.
Countless illusory figures floated around, all looking downwards.
"It's amazing. Even though I'm so far away, when I look at it, I feel like I'm watching from the front row."
The Colosseum has more than 10 million spectators.
But Jiang Yong found that he had no effort to look at the center of the field, and he could see clearly with just a glance.
And as more and more people entered, the floating figures were not only humans, but also some alien races.
Obviously, these aliens who know the name are also unwilling to miss the battle involving the human God Su.
"What a coincidence. This should be a skill test, right? It looks like cooking skills?"
"It should be pretty much the same, with knives, dishes, and cabinets."
"Ah, does Su Shen know how to cook? No territory would let the lord cook, right?"
"Maybe. I remember when the second snowstorm disaster in the wasteland just started, Su Shen was still making hot pot on the live broadcast?"
"Making hot pot is a tough dish. Does it require a skill test?"
"What's the request? Xisuo."
"Did you see those three seats? Those are the judges. You have to meet the judges' requirements. It doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."
"Damn it, this is going to end. If the judges were from a foreign race, they would definitely give Su Shen a low score."
"It's not that simple. The judges have to follow the rules of the game. Otherwise, the score will be invalid and they will be punished."
"Why do you sound so familiar to me? Have you ever been a judge?"
"No, I see there is a manual on the seat. The rules are written in the manual."
"Fuck, you're just putting this thing here to fool me, right?"
According to a small circle of ten square meters, the sound within the circle will not be affected.
Jiang Yong, who was free at first, was still looking at Sumo who was sharpening his knife in the field. Hearing what the person next to him said, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Turning over and looking back, sure enough, there was a manual placed on everyone's seat.
Jiang Yong opened it, and without looking carefully, the text inside was automatically displayed in front of him like a dialog box in a game.
In the ordinary knockout competition, the audience is less than 10,000, and the three judges are all gamers.
In the advanced elimination round, if the audience is more than 100,000, one audience member will be selected to become a judge, and the game will still be responsible for the remaining two.
Small popular knockout, the audience is more than one million, two people will be drawn, and the remaining one will choose the game.
The most popular knockout competition has an audience of more than 10 million, and all three contestants are drawn from the audience seats.
The selected judges must strictly follow the rules of the game to set questions, examine and give scores.
The game will be monitored in real time.
Once it is found that there is a tendency to deliberately violate the rules, or the score is deliberately low due to other reasons.
Not only will the judges be disqualified, but they will also be punished by permanently losing the game panel.
It can't be said to be unimportant.
Of course, being a judge is not just a tool, the game also provides certain benefits.
In addition to ticket refunds, point rewards, and route experience.
The most concerning thing is that one.
After the competition ends, the judges have five minutes to communicate face-to-face with the winner.
This would not be unusual if you were communicating with ordinary people.
But the contestant taking part now is the human Su Shen.
If you can get Su Shen's approval within these five minutes, you will be qualified to join his territory.
Jiang Yong was extremely eager, but subconsciously felt that he would definitely not be able to get a seat as a judge.
In terms of talent, he is just one of the ordinary people among all living beings. He can't even get to the front of the line.
In terms of route, he chose the most ordinary farmers, and so far they are only at the second level.
When it comes to luck, this is worth talking about.
Ever since he came to the wasteland, Jiang Yong has always been able to survive the dangers, big and small, he encountered without any danger.
But if you want to win a judge among hundreds of millions of people with this little luck, I'm afraid.
Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
"Read to the end of the manual. If there is a red heart mark, you are the chosen one?"
Many people around me have read all the rules and noticed the reminder at the bottom.
It's a pity that after flipping through the manual, I didn't see any heart-shaped logo, so I could only sigh.
Time is also destiny.
How difficult it is to stand out among hundreds of millions of people.
A year ago, they might have fantasized about being Somo preparing for a fight, attracting countless attention.
But now, it's just a judge's seat, and they don't dare to have any extravagant demands.
Jiang Yong also gave up hope. He threw down the manual and prepared to concentrate on observing the competition below.
But before turning around, he picked it up again by some strange coincidence.
Flip through the booklet, page by page.
"well"
Just when Jiang Yong thought that he was having a whim.
Suddenly.
A red heart-shaped logo suddenly appeared in front of you!
This is the judges' seat!
Center of the field.
Cupboard room.
Somo washed away the debris from the whetstone slowly and inserted the sharpened Chinese kitchen knife on the chopping board.
In the cooking competition, there were quite a few people drawn this morning.
The three figures sitting behind the dinner table will ask questions one after another, and then the contestants can complete them according to the questions.
Submit the dish after completion and you will get the corresponding points.
The person with the higher score will naturally win.
Although compared to others, his waiting time now is a little "a little longer".
But it’s not a big problem, and I can just take some time to sharpen my knives and observe the ingredients provided by the game.
call.
Just after Somo rinsed the whetstone and put it back in place, and washed the debris on his hands.
A whirlwind blew by, and the three figures behind the table finally began to solidify.
Hey, why is it a foreign race with an oriental face?
Sumo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the three people who appeared behind the table.
Two of them are aliens and one is human.
The one on the left among the aliens was a wolf-headed man. When he saw him looking over, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
The one on the right is a dwarf, only fifty centimeters tall at most, who is carefully observing his surroundings.
In the middle, there was an excited face from the East, waving towards this side.
[Record]: The contestants are in place, the judges are in place, and the elimination round has officially begun!
[Record]: The event of this knockout competition is: Battle of the Esophagus
[Record]: Contestants need to select and make dishes from limited ingredients according to the requirements of the three judges.
[Record]: This knockout competition lasts for one hour. Participants must pay attention to the time.
[Record]: Players who successfully win this game will receive rewards: route level +1
‘The battle for the esophagus’.
In addition to the 'Chef Apprentice' under the technology route, there are similar routes in other routes.
For example, the "blood eater" in the alien route, and the "alchemist" in the fantasy route.
Anything that can be related to eating can basically be included in the grand scope of the esophagus.
"Oops, these two foreigners, Su Shen has a bad start, right?"
"Do you think that dwarf will be biased towards us humans? He looks quite similar to us humans?"
"Leave us in your favor and give up. Even the aliens want us to die quickly."
"I hope the guy in the middle will be smarter and ask some questions that the tauren can't do."
"Looking at him like that, he's obviously chasing stars. What questions do you expect him to raise?"
"It's better to go with you instead, right?"
"Hey, how did you steal my lines!"
The bad start was witnessed by all the spectators.
After all, the food of aliens and humans are different. Some delicacies that humans like may not be as good as the fermentation in the bucket in the eyes of aliens.
If these two guys deliberately make things difficult, will Su Shen want to travel in the first round?
As a judge, Jiang Yong also discovered this big problem, and after being excited, a trace of worry appeared on his face.
‘Now, judges, please follow the numbers on the table and start asking questions!’
Numbering is from left to right.
The werewolf selected by the game stood up, looked at the tauren, and then at Somo.
It can be seen that he has obvious concerns, and he is not so fluent when he speaks.
"I want a blood meal. There is only one requirement. It must be fresh."
Oops.
Just such a simple request?
For a moment, the humans in the audience were overjoyed, and the aliens also showed expressions of surprise.
Especially Corrado, the tauren in the field, has raised his head and his eyes are full of excitement.
Is fresh blood food considered fresh if it is taken directly from the body?
He is a member of the Red Bull clan with strong physical fitness, and it will take less than half a day to fully recover from some injuries.
After the werewolf finished speaking, it was Jiang Yong's turn.
He first turned his head and glanced at the dark void behind him, then glanced at the dwarf.
Then he said: "I want a noodle soup. I want the soup to be thick but not greasy, and the noodles to be chewy and chewy."
Correct, definitely give points.
No matter how much time has passed, not only Jiang Yong will remember it, but all the survivors present will remember it.
On that blizzard and cold night when the false dog god brought despair, he was crushed to pieces by Su Shen.
It was the bowl of gnocchi soup and the flatbread that gave everyone the hope of living firmly.
Using this as a test question is both simple and difficult.
Minotaurs can never make gnocchi soup that satisfies humans.
However, what is surprising is that Corrado did not show much frustration when he heard the request.
Instead, he looked at the last dwarf waiting to make a request.
Best of three games.
In any case, two of the judges present are of different races.
As long as the next dwarf can make a request that is simple but impossible for humans to complete, just like the werewolf.
Even if he has never heard of gnocchi soup, he can still win this knockout round.
"As you can see."
The dwarf paused and finally spoke.
He quickly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his chest, which was almost completely covered in bruises and black and purple.
"I'm hurt."
"I need a piece of food, the taste doesn't matter, the requirement is: it can heal my injuries."
Treat the injury?
Jiang Yong and the werewolf beside him were stunned by the dwarf's weird request.
Even the originally confident Tauren Corrado frowned, a little dissatisfied.
If the game does not restrict what can be brought in, then he can fulfill this requirement by simply bringing some herbs from the tribe and mixing them in.
However, now you can only use ingredients allowed by the game, and there is nothing in them that can heal injuries.