Even in the closed base, it is still as bright as day, with all lighting equipment turned on, and the light of the mage tower lighting up everything around it.
But at this time, on a flat land, something very inconsistent with the background of the times was happening.
"Handball, handball in the penalty area! Referee, this is a penalty kick, definitely a penalty kick! Damn, ignore me, did you collect black money again!"
Dier was full of resentment. He didn't even rule on such an obvious handball in the penalty area. How could he kick the ball?
"Ha, how dare you yell at the referee, red handkerchief (can't find a substitute for the red card)!"
The proud Silver Hook took out an old handkerchief painted red from his pocket and waved it at Dill.
"Friendship first, victory second, what a despicable player, and what a fair decision. Praise you, fair goblin referee." Sad Wind said calmly, but if he hadn't been the handball fouler, maybe he would have
More convincing.
Dill immediately became angry, took out his staff and was about to attack, but was quickly stopped by his teammates.
"It's normal for Goblin to accept illegal money. It's abnormal not to accept illegal money. If he accepts illegal money, we won't worry about being blackmailed again. Besides, it's not like you don't know how evil that guy Silver Hook is. Since he accepted the money, he would have given up on it a long time ago.
It's shameful. If you make trouble with him, he might take the opportunity to punish more of our players, and then we will really lose everything."
"Didn't you say yesterday that we would also send money? Why is the whistle even darker today?"
"Well, we gave away two thousand gold coins, and the Football Team of the Country of Gentlemen (referred to as the National Football Team) gave us six thousand. What do you think this money-minded goblin will do?"
"Then why do you want that goblin to be the referee? Why don't you change it to someone who is fair?"
"I also asked Sir. Sir Roland said that the goblins have short legs and neither team wants them. They can't kick the ball. It's okay if you want them to not be referees. Just being players is enough. Are you willing to accept players whose balls are higher than their knees?"
"
"... Actually, you can try to be a goalkeeper, oh, forget it, it will make people laugh to death."
"Haha, indeed, that's even more outrageous. You can't even touch the ball when you jump."
Anyway, it was just entertainment. If they lost, they would just help with the housework. The two of them had fun talking about it, but they didn't go into details. The goblins such as Silver Hook, Kabala and others next to them became uglier and more annoyed the more they listened.
"Insult the referee! Red handkerchief sent off!"
"Red Handkerchief, your sister, we are off the field! Is there anyone in football who can be punished for chatting?"
Well, you read that right. This is a football match between the French Football Team of the Principality of Donglan (referred to as the French team) and the Football Team of the Country of Free Gentlemen (referred to as the national football team). You also read it correctly, these abbreviations are both
I just wanted to take the opportunity to vent the resentment that has been pent up in my heart for many years.
It has been a month since we were trapped in the base. We have enough food and water. However, the long indoor confinement life makes everyone who is used to freedom very unaccustomed. Their morale and spirit are very low. At this time, it is the turn to vent the excess.
Vigorous sports have appeared.
So, I "invented" ball games such as football, basketball, badminton, etc., but unfortunately, the only one that is accepted by everyone is football, which is the most difficult. After all, basketball and other games rely too much on talent, and the differences between races are too big.
It's impossible to play together.
For example, there are bound to be collisions in basketball. The powerful hand-to-hand combat race has great advantages. There is also the giant race that lowers its head to slam dunk. Goblins and dwarves cannot see the basket when they look up. Football can be accepted by everyone, but everyone is not used to it.
Kick your feet and keep them on the same level.
But even so, messy situations keep happening.
"Damn, Bei Feng, you are addicted to playing, you can't just use your feet to kick the ball!"
The seemingly loyal man smiled.
"But the rules also allow other parts besides the hands to kick the ball. The tail is completely in compliance with the rules. Otherwise, you can also use the tail."
Smiling innocently, Bei Feng's face was full of surprise, as if he was still wondering why the other party didn't use a tail.
"I'm a human, I have an x tail! You#%...%￥%!" Is this the first time that the captain of the national football team, Beifeng Ai Luo, has cursed someone in anger?
Well, this is basically the rhythm. Copying the rules of human football games is obviously not suitable for foreign races, and various bugs emerge in endlessly.
But it should be said that the abbreviation "National Football Team" is used well. The National Football Team led by Beifeng is a master at finding bugs and loopholes. There are endless tricks, and they are all kinds of cheating and rogue play on and off the field.
The two teams have played more than 30 games in total, and the French team has only won five games, and the rest were ruined by the national football team.
Of course, the bugs that appeared this time will be corrected before the end of the game, but in a sense, it also forces them with too few people to continue to find loopholes in the rules.
"Insult your opponent, red handkerchief!"
After collecting enough money, the goblin did his duty and immediately seized the opportunity to send off his opponent.
Well, at least he is the third unlucky guy to be sent off today, and the situation has become 11 against 19.
What, the number of people is wrong? In the beginning, it was still 11 against 11, but this group of gentlemen was too fierce. It was impossible to fight with less than twice the number of people. But even so, under all kinds of messy tricks, the French team did not win much.
In this game, the national football team continued to win a lot.
What? Do we care about sexual intercourse? For so many years, every time I watch the national football match, it feels like suffering. Now that we are in another world, we care about sexual intercourse for two days.
Hey, the national football team will only be able to qualify for the World Cup again that day, and they don’t expect to win. Let’s be happy with a draw.
"Want to win? In the next life!"
Just when I was in a state of wild imagination, the rough voice of the dwarf Rammons forced me into the cruel reality.
So, I started to take revenge without hesitation.
"Snow rests on the ice wall!"
The ice sword plunged into the ground. As he was running with the ball, an ice wall appeared in front of Lomons. Then he hit the wall with a bang, and the dragon skin ball hit his face directly, and then fell to the ground hard.
.
The rules I set did prohibit direct attacks and obstruction of opponents, but they did not prohibit building walls on the ground, not to mention that the ones I dealt with were not opponents at all.
"Bastard Roland, we are on the same side! Why are you trying to trick me!"
Perhaps it was the dwarf's ridiculously strong body that allowed Lomons to overcome the short-legged disadvantage and become a member of the team.
But what he shouted out was what bothered and frustrated me the most.
Obviously I want to join the human side. Why do they all say that I have to join the gentleman side? Moreover, in order to restrict my movements and prevent me from using dirty tricks, they force me to be a goalkeeper who cannot move around at ordinary times. Is this the case?
Does it mean that I am a gentleman before I am a human being?
"That, I didn't do it. You see, Renee of the opposite team is also an Aurora Knight, so it must have been done by the other team."
"What nonsense! Girl Renee, you are so insidious, and you have a three-section wall. The shape of the stairs is customized according to your height. You hit your knees first, then your stomach, and finally your head! My waist hurts so much..."
When the national football teammates were arguing directly, the dropped ball had been picked up by Casio, the forward, and the French players on the opposite side suddenly looked nervous.
The recent rules have been constantly revised, and all kinds of supernatural and racial talents are restricted. However, there is one thing that cannot be restricted. That is the four-legged Casio.
The centaur who comes and goes like the wind is the real ranger and ace shooter, but in order to restrict him before, once again the French team really went to the Cavaliers and turned football into polo.
But obviously this illegal tactic was too unfair to others, so after a victory, the mount tactic was harmed by the rules.
But it is a pity that absolute balance can never be achieved. No matter whether Casio runs faster than a war horse, we cannot ask a centaur to walk on its two hind legs.
At this time, Casio showed his true qualities as a ball king. He only made a few fake moves sideways, and then moved at high speed to completely throw away the opponent's defender. He was about to enter the shooting range, and it was easy to score.
"Ahhhhh!"
The young man couldn't help but praise. As soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"That bastard dug a trap! There is even a snagging rope. You are so vicious! Do you think this is a battlefield? Have you lost your sportsmanship?"
Watching from the back of the stadium, I touched my nose and said nothing. It seemed that I remembered it during the chat last night and told Renee. Unexpectedly, they actually followed it.
"It seems that Rule 643 has been confirmed. No manipulation of the court is allowed beforehand."
There are forty or fifty new ways of cheating in every game. Today's football rules are as thick as a phone book. I guess if they continue to mess around like this, by the time the final version of the rules is finalized, the rule book alone will fill a whole book.
bookshelf.
"Oh, before the new players come on the court, they must first take a written test on the court rules. If they don't pass the 60-point test, they will not be allowed to play. After the written test, they will take the on-site test, dribbling, turning, and cheating. They will do it one by one. If you don't take the test, you will not be allowed to play.
Jiao Huo La, don’t even think about killing the instructor. I’ll send you a C photo after that. If you don’t die in the game for ten years, I’ll give you a B photo. Super stars can give you an A photo.”
Of course I can simply and rudely stipulate what can only be done, but that would be boring. After all, it is entertainment, and such lively nonsense is interesting.
Moreover, it seems that they have long regarded this football match as a brainstorming game. The only way to win is to find ways to trick their opponents. What was originally a purely physical sport has now become a comprehensive competition with half physical power and half mental power. I can’t wait
We can see what football in this other world will develop into.
"No matter what it turns out to be in the end, at least it's better than those murderous tennis balls and murderous soldiers."
Thinking of the two failed attempts, I broke out in a cold sweat. I had stipulated what was allowed in those two events and basically sealed most of the loopholes. However, the result was that the game developed in another weird direction.
"Since I can only serve according to the rules, I will swing the racket with all my strength. Look at the moves, people and pets become one, and the white whale serves!"
The girl Aurora Knight's swing was very graceful, and the Snow Giant's swing after his transformation was very powerful, but judging from the tennis ball that shattered the steel on the spot, if it hadn't been missed, someone might have been killed on the spot.
"Hmph, it's time to show you the real skills. Look at the move, the disappearing magic ball! Only one of those millions of golden balls is real!"
Your sister, the golden ball! It’s obviously a golden bow with multiple arrows. How can one of them be real? Then what’s the matter with the tennis balls all over the ground after the ball hits the ground! Casio, please make it disappear!
"Look at the moves, the sword cuts the body, the heart cuts the soul, the razor serves!"
Do you think that when you say a razor, it really means a razor! Your ball? I only see the sword energy! Because you use the racket to throw the sword energy, others can't see it. I can do this trick, look. Whirlwind chop serve. Look.
Are you going to die?
Fortunately, it was a ball specially made by Long Pi. Otherwise, it would have been smashed to pieces by their brute force. Soon, no one would play these two games. After all, except for those perverts, everyone still cherishes their lives.
of.
After that, I learned the lesson, which is that because of the rigid rules, I can only use more force when serving and catching the ball. The result is that each ball is heavier than the other, and each ball is weirder than the other. In the end, sooner or later, someone will die.
"Let's forget about murderous tennis and all that. Shift your focus to how to cheat. It should be safer for players and spectators."
But the facts have proved that safety is only relative. When the situation is urgent, don’t have too many Nash teeth and Malone elbows. Suarez teeth, Suarez hands and the like are also common. But no matter what happens,
No matter what, at least everyone loves to play. This shows that this weird football game still has a future.
"Maybe when it comes to the land of wizards, there will be a group of wizards riding broomsticks to play ball in the air, and then there will be a dedicated person responsible for hitting the ball and knocking the opponent off the broomstick. Hmm? I seem to have the impression that it was invented by a wizard from another world. It seems to be called...
…It’s called Quidditch!”
While I was collecting past memories and dazed, the French team that had picked up the ball had already passed the ball in front of me, and then a knight volleyed hard.
"Snow rests on the ice wall!"
The ice sword fell, and the entire goal was blocked by the ice wall. The opponent's shot could not enter at all, and was directly bounced by the ice wall.
Obviously, this is cheating, and this method of piling obstacles in front of the goal will inevitably be harmonized later, and can only be used this time.
"Article 644: You are not allowed to tamper with the terrain of the court during the game. Damn it, there is one less loophole that can be exploited."
And when I was smiling at my frustrated enemies to undermine their confidence, but feeling frustrated because it was getting harder and harder to find loopholes, in the next second, a thunderstorm suddenly shattered all my ice walls.
"Snow Breath Ice Wall is a fourth-level spell. It doesn't have much magic power and can't be released a few times. Don't be discouraged. Keep going!"
Kolos's shout immediately boosted the morale of the whole team, but I frowned, certainly not because of the group of young people rushing madly in front of me.
"Article 645: Off-field personnel are not allowed to interfere with the fighting situation. The cheerleaders also came to help, which is too much."
Chloe, who wears a short skirt and short lining, was pushed to join the cheerleading team, but in fact she always wanted to play.
At this time, Renee, who was dribbling the ball, was already in front of me, but I still had no intention of blocking her.
"Ouch! It hurts! My tail is bent!"
Yes, the reason why I am not worried is because of my gold medal defender—Banefeng Aero.
With him around, breaking through the goal is really not a manual job. The first thing you have to deal with is his endless dirty tricks under his shameless skin.
This time, I just stepped on his tail (I found that he still deliberately extended his tail to other people's feet), and this guy just lay on the court to show off, and then...
"Red handkerchief!" Silver Hook had already been bribed. How could he miss this opportunity? A red handkerchief turned the situation around again.
The referee's presence was so strong that the boos from the sidelines echoed through the sky.
"Article 646: If one party strongly objects, the referee can be replaced through a vote of the audience."
When the two sides were messing around, the game was coming to an end, and the national football team was leading 30 to 9 (you read that right, it is much easier to score goals with this mess than in a normal game.).
"It's time to end. If it doesn't end, the French team's goals will reach double digits."
"Referee, let's make a substitution! I'm off and Green is on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the field that was still boiling just now became quiet, and then as soon as a tall figure stepped into the field, the surrounding audience collectively took a few steps back.
After all, his appearance a week ago was so shocking.
At that time, I shouted, "It's a critical moment, let's go together and kill them." The guy actually pressed a button immediately, and then "boom" and "boom", the entire stadium and all the players on it flew away.
Although he controlled the gunpowder very well and almost no one was injured, the paprika and pepper involved were unpleasant.
After the smoke filled the air, many people had red and swollen eyes and coughed for two or three days. At that time, Green was beaten to a pig's head and was suddenly reduced from the main player to the substitute.
I found out afterward that because I mentioned that the stadium is like a battlefield and one needs to prepare in advance, this guy actually treated it as a battlefield and prepared for it.
He dug a hole in the stadium the night before and evenly arranged 900 low-power goblin thunderbolts on the stadium. As a result, the explosion was designed very cleverly. Although no one was seriously injured, the collective rest for three days was indispensable, or even unnecessary.
Young viewers were also involved.
Although the use of explosives on the court is now strictly prohibited, seeing his majestic figure reminds everyone of the previous tragedy and is still fresh in their memory.
"Green, it's up to you. Kill them!"
I was replaced by Green. His huge body may be very suitable for the goalkeeper position, but in fact Green doesn't know how to guard the goalkeeper at all. I didn't hire him to be a goalkeeper. At this time, I was the one who took the time to find a safe place to escape.
main purpose.
"Don't worry, everyone, I didn't bring any explosives this time..."
"Boom!"
The lie lasted only two seconds, and the unlucky Dill was blown away.
"Boom!"
The second bomb was actually in the auditorium. Now, the audience had no intention of watching the game, and immediately fled. And the players would not be stunned. Amidst the booming explosions, under the players'
With flying cars flying in the background, the game ended early as usual.
The next day, this dramatic ending of the game was still a hot topic among everyone, and the figure of the sinner hanging upside down on the court became the object of desperation.
"Humph, it was all that bastard who made me lose everything."
"What did you bet on? The French team won? Then you really deserved to lose."
"No, the national football team is too shameless. As long as they are allowed to play dirty tricks, even if the French team has twice the number of people, it is still impossible to win. I just bet that the French team will score more than ten goals in the end."
"I was also the one who bet. It was so close that I missed one goal. What a pity! But it seems that many people chose that one and ended up being very angry."
"Humph, don't you understand? The goal of my bet this time was that the ball game would be blown up by Green, and I won! The odds are 10 times."
"Damn, you can guess all of this, you are so awesome. But, can you place such a bet?"
"Don't mention it, there is also a betting option of 'Suarez's Teeth'. As long as someone bites someone on the court, you will win. Someone won it last time. I also bet that one this time, but unfortunately I didn't win."
"Awesome, you dared to read such a small chance, and you still won the bet. But this time the stadium explosion only paid ten times the reward, so the surprise is a bit low."
"Yes, there seems to be another guy who placed a big bet on this option. He seemed to be betting on 'the French team will score within ten goals plus an explosion'. One person swept 90% of the bet to lower the odds...
"
In a dark house, the lucky man who made a big bet looked at the mountains of gold coins in front of him and laughed wildly with pride.
"Stop laughing, it's time to divide the spoils!"
I looked around. As partners, Silver Hook, Sad Wind, and Renee were all there, and their eyes were full of hunger for harvest.
"Silver Hook, yours, one-fifth, the preparations for the explosion and the referee work have been hard."
Silver Hook put away the money bag happily. For goblins, there is nothing more enjoyable than counting gold coins.
"Continue to cooperate next time and we will make a lot of money together!"
I smiled and nodded, but had no intention of telling him that because he had gone too far on the field, his qualification as a referee had been stripped away. The referee who would sit with me next time to share the spoils might be the goblin prince Kabala.
"Biefeng, your fifth, did well on the court, but..."
"I know. I will never forget the Brothers Grimm who took the blame. As the boss, you must have loyalty, otherwise you will not be able to convince the public. Leave the rest to me. I will satisfy the Brothers Grimm."
Although I don’t know when this person became the recognized boss among the gentlemen, I still nodded. As long as it doesn’t touch my own hobbies, in a sense, the extremely cunning Beifeng is reliable and flexible than anyone else.
Trustworthy.
"Renee, one out of 20, be more serious next time when you play match-fixing. That expression and action are so fake, you almost betrayed the gang, you know?"
"Brother Roland, didn't we agree on one fifth?"
"Stupid, what if you get too much money as a kid? I will keep it for you and give it to you when you grow up."
"Oh well."
Maybe Her Highness the Princess just wanted to have fun, but she was obviously cheated but she wasn't angry at all.
"By the way, Brother Roland and Sister Kelly also made a bet with me?"
"Um?"
"He bet that you would confiscate my share, and he did it in the name of children not spending money randomly."
"Oh, you really understand me... Oh, no, is your brother Roland such a person?"
Suddenly, I realized something was wrong.
"Wait, how did Kelly know?"
"Haha. You've already said it, your expression was too fake and you were caught." Renee lightly hit her head with her little hand, and Renee stuck out her tongue playfully.
As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Feng and Yin Gou grabbed their gold coins and planned to run away, but the door to the room opened by itself.
"As expected! Sir, you, you are really unbelievable! When I first heard about it, I thought someone was slandering you. You don't look like a fair and just messenger!"
Kross' face was full of frustration and shock, as if she saw her unsatisfied child going astray.
"Momo's hard-earned fortune...it's you bad Roland again! But just let Momo hold little Luoluo to sleep tonight. Haha, Momo promises not to do anything. Really! At most, he will just take off his clothes.
Take off his little clothes..."
Well, Momo, why don't you wipe your saliva first before saying this, and do nothing? I would be stupid to believe you.
"Little Roland, haha, you actually dare to lead Renee astray. Have you forgotten your sister Kelly's methods? Sister Kelly is definitely not venting her anger because she lost money."
Well, Sister Kelly, I'll compensate you for whatever you lose. Don't smile like that at me, it's scary.
"My armor, the Misilol mithril alloy full body armor I got after almost dying. Sir, can you return it to me?"
The door was blocked by angry debt collectors, and there was a familiar angry look on the familiar face. I lowered my head and thought for a long time, and then I said something.
"Watching football requires rationality, gambling will ruin your life, I really mean it! Also, people and money die and birds die for food. If you want me to return the money, there is no way. By the way, Silver Hook and Bei Feng are about to run away, please be sure
Don't let them go. Finally, don't slap them in the face. I will meet people tomorrow."
[Article 647: Personnel related to football matches are not allowed to participate in organized gambling; Article 648: Never let money-grubbing goblins serve as referees, let alone cunning Roland participate in organizing games! Goblins and Roland will never allow
Participate in the betting competition!] (To be continued...)
