"I won't talk about written rules, it's too troublesome."
Ma Yao paused and then spoke.
"First point, you can only use equipment whose pollution index does not exceed the standard."
"Second point, in addition to voluntarily admitting defeat, flying out of the ring or losing consciousness is also considered a defeat."
"Third point, if you use troublesome things, the pollution index will immediately exceed the standard."
"If the pollution index exceeds the standard, you will be directly punished. Everyone should pay attention."
When talking about the third point, Ma Yao's tone became gritty again.
Wang Jin could hear that he was warning him and Meng Yu.
As for Liu Da and Liu Er, in the eyes of the command bureau, they are just two ordinary characters who don't know how they got in.
"Ah, there is something else I need to tell you."
The voice on the radio returned to normal again, and the tone even became somewhat official.
"For some reasons, the process of this annual meeting will be shortened."
"The administrative bureau will fully compensate for any losses caused during this period."
"Please also be mentally prepared."
Ma Yao dropped a few words without beginning or end, and the broadcast was turned off with a burst of rustling.
"interesting."
Wang Jin grinned.
He knew the rules of the arena competition and had no interest in hearing them again.
It was the man's words that caught his attention.
For some unexplainable reasons, the industry giant, the Bureau, had to give in.
No matter how you think about it, this unspeakable reason is just a weird story, right?
"Is it coming from under your feet? Or is it a strange story coming from other places?"
Wang Jin sensed for a moment that the place where high-risk monsters were detained by the Command Bureau was still very quiet.
Then the answer is clear.
Weird rumors are happening near Shangjing, which are difficult for even the governing bureau to deal with.
The man almost threw these words directly in Wang Jin's face.
"Will the Administrative Bureau compensate all the losses caused during this period?"
After thinking about this sentence again and again, Wang Jin smiled.
"This is to encourage those of us who can consider this to step in."
Of course, Wang Jin is definitely not the only smart person.
Looking around, he saw at least four or five people smiling like himself.
"It's a pity that it's impossible for me to work for free. I'd better leave the job of being a dog licker to the command bureau to others."
Shaking his head, Wang Jin whispered a few words in his heart.
Let the horse run, but don't let it eat grass.
What are you thinking about?
With a curl of his lips, Wang Jin ate all the tofu pudding in the bowl.
Thinking too much will do him no good. All he has to do is be the first in this annual meeting.
After patting his belly, Wang Jin walked to the designated venue with the three little girls.
I have to say that the administrative bureau is really big.
But unlike the horizontal area that stretches for kilometers underground under the company, the structure of the bureau is vertical.
The area of each floor is not too big, only two to three hundred square meters.
But Wang Jin couldn't see how many floors there were.
If the company's structure is more like a research center, this structure is more like a prison.
Dangerous ghost stories are buried in the deep layers. Once the containment is breached and cannot be dealt with, the layer where they are located will be abandoned directly.
The furnace will be broken open and hot liquid mixed metal will be poured directly into it.
The secret ritual will take turns until it is permanently sealed.
Kaidan will not die, but will be trapped in the solidified metal mixed with the fragments of the secret ritual.
This is just one of the ways the Crucible Bolt responds.
And due to the special elevator and floor design, even if there is a problem on a certain floor, you can continue to use the adjacent floors after abandoning it.
This design was constructed after several generations of Furnace Bolts experienced countless deaths and injuries, and is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ghost story workers.
Of course, Wang Jin couldn't have thought of this just by relying on a special elevator.
He just had a vague feeling that the underground of the command bureau was much more complicated than it seemed.
"The direction of the air flow is not right, and the exhaust port feels very complicated."
The turbulent air flow brushed against his body surface, and Wang Jin noticed something was wrong.
Of course, this has nothing to do with him.
At most, I just sighed "It's amazing".
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful girl?"
Hu Xiaobei curled his lips and scolded several other people in the elevator.
The elevator space is not big, but luckily Wang Jin is between them.
Even so, the malicious looks in those people's eyes were a bit disgusting.
"Boy, there's no need for you to be arrogant."
The leading fat man grinned.
"Your strange ability won't be used in today's arena match. Brother Sun, I will take good care of you."
"It's a bit too much for one person to occupy three little girls. Let's give one or two to the brothers."
The fat on Fatty Sun's face shook, revealing a somewhat lewd smile.
The people next to him didn't speak, but looked at Wang Jin with hatred on their faces.
A few others had fear in their eyes, as if they were afraid of this fat man named Sun.
"Ah...you think so too?"
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, then looked at the group of people behind the fat man.
"..."
They didn't speak, only one or two nodded slightly.
"I understand."
After thinking for a moment, Wang Jin nodded, then pointed at Fatty Sun and then at himself.
"You are the bully."
"I am the victim."
Ignoring the surprised looks in their eyes, Wang Jin reached out and made a circle in front of the others.
"And you are the silent majority."
"You kid, what do you want to say?"
Fatty Sun's eyes were evil, and a ferocious smile appeared on his fat face.
"Oh, I didn't want to say anything."
"The plot seems familiar. There is a little girl who suffered such a loss."
Wang Jin smiled when he discovered that Ah Zi in the Eyes of the Ancient God was looking curiously at the outside world.
"From that day on, I secretly swore that I would not spare anyone I met such a person."
"I'm really not afraid of the wind. We have more people, and we can't use our abilities during the game..."
"You still don't understand."
Wang Jin shook his finger and interrupted Fatty Sun's words.
The Eyes of the Ancient God opened slightly, and violent death rage raged in the elevator.
The lights flickered back and forth, and even the moving elevator began to make an unsettling creaking sound.
Blue mist filled the small space, and boundless fear rose in Fatty Sun's heart.
This level of weird aura was ten times and a hundred times stronger than last night.
"Is he...is he really human?"
This was Fatty Sun's last thought before he fell into coma.
With the suppression of Zarathul's Great Mystery, Wang Jin has been able to use the power of the Eye of the Ancient God on a small scale without being discovered.
"The game hasn't started yet..."
Looking at the few people lying on the ground, Wang Jin spread his hands.
The man said he wasn't allowed to use abilities during the game, but he didn't say he wasn't allowed to use abilities on the way to the venue.