"This is the fifth withdrawal notice we have received today!" Li Yaoxian was sitting on a chair in the office of the Fighting Robot Club, holding a white envelope in his hand, and his face was almost turning green with anger!
Weslin, who had just received the news and came here, put down his schoolbag in confusion, took the resignation letter from Li Yaoxian's hand and read it carefully.
I saw the very beautiful font on it saying "The robot was damaged and cannot continue to participate in activities and has to withdraw from the club."
"What's going on? Why have so many people recently quit the club because their robots were damaged? They can ask us to help repair them!" Weslin said.
Ran Xiaolei sat on the table next to her with her hands on her chest, kicking her legs gently in the air, "Because their robot has been damaged beyond repair and has basically been scrapped!"
Wei Silin frowned and looked at Ran Xiaolei, "Why?"
Speaking of this, Weslin suddenly thought of something, "By the way, have these people who quit the club ever participated in that Machine King Competition?"
Snap!
Li Yaoxian snapped his fingers, "Yes, the guy who quit the company today did indeed participate in that event."
At this moment, Weslin had already smelled a hint of conspiracy from the Machine King Competition, "Recently, Monkey Sun also told me that some of the neighbors who played fighting robots gave up because the robots were damaged.
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"To put it this way, this Robot King Competition is a bit evil! Do we feel that he is persecuting fighting robot players?" Li Yaoxian said.
Weslin was silent for a moment, and his mind couldn't help but think of the clown handing out leaflets at the door that day.
"We can't continue like this. The more people participate in the Machine King Contest, the more players in our fighting robot project that we have finally developed will be eliminated one by one!"
"Then what do you want to do? Seize him? They have formal procedures, and participation is completely voluntary, and there are no violations." Although Li Yaoxian also wanted to find trouble, the procedures were complete and the project was novel.
Best of all, participation is voluntary!
How could the robot be destroyed if not many people wanted to covet those bonuses?
"Weislin, this matter is beyond our control, so there is nothing we can do now. We can't control if others want to participate." Ran Xiaolei also felt that although this matter was strange, it was beyond their control.
They are just students, they can't be big enough to care about how other people run their businesses, right?
Moreover, if they prevent others from participating in the competition, others may think that they are deliberately causing harm to them, and end up being inhumane.
But Weslin didn't seem to want to give up. After frowning and being silent for a moment, he turned and left the club.
Ran Xiaolei immediately followed after seeing this.
"Weslin, where are you going?"
"I'm going to the amusement park to see who the King of Machines is!"
Twenty minutes later, Wei Silin and Ran Xiaolei arrived at the door of the clown house in the old amusement park.
At this time, there was already a long queue here, all of which were people who came to sign up for the competition.
Each of these players brought their own fighting robots. Most of them looked very amateur, but there were also a few who were slightly more professional.
"There are actually so many people." Weslin didn't expect that in just over a week, so many people would already be participating in the Machine King Competition.
"Do you want to experience the exciting robot secret room? Do you want to experience the fierce robot armor battle? There are also high bonuses waiting for you! Come and join the Machine King Contest! This time is your real choice!"
The LCD TV next to the registration desk was still playing the commercial video of King of Machines over and over again.
Weslin stopped and observed for a moment, then approached the registration desk and stared at the clown in charge of registration.
I saw two staff clowns quickly recording the information of the applicants on their laptops and arranging the competition time and number of games.
"Okay! Your registration has been completed! When it's time for the competition, we will notify you to come to the competition! In addition, please sign a contract!"
As he spoke, the clown pointed to a stack of A4 paper printed contracts on the table next to him.
Wes Lindsay glanced at the contract and saw that the title said "Robot Damage Liability Contract."
Then he took a closer look and found that the terms inside were very simple, that is, if the applicant's robot is damaged in any way, the Machine King Competition will not be liable for any compensation!
"There is actually such a contract!" Weslin said to himself.
Ran Xiaolei stood next to him and saw the thick stack of contracts, and said: "With these words, the damage of the robot has become completely legal, and there is no need to pay any compensation to the contestants! It is similar to when we go to play
Bungee jumping, those extreme sports insurance contracts signed.”
"After signing this contract, the players' robots will completely lose their protection."
"But they don't have to pay any registration fee, and there are generous bonuses, so everyone wants to try their luck! Is this machine king competition for charity?" Weslin said.
Ran Xiaolei roughly analyzed the mind of the boss behind the scenes, "I think this boss seems to have some kind of hatred for fighting robots. On the surface, he promotes fighting robot competitions when he holds such competitions, but secretly he is ruthlessly
Destroy! In this case, everyone’s robots will be destroyed and they will have to quit, and fewer and fewer people will play with robots!”
"Selling dog meat on a sheep's head!" Weslin said angrily.
"Excuse me, do you want to sign up?" Suddenly, a staff member wearing a blue clown uniform saw the two of them jumping in line and standing in front of the registration counter, and stepped forward to ask.
Weslin looked over immediately and said, "Sorry, I was just taking a look."
The clown grinned slightly, and his smile looked a little weird, "If you want to sign up, you can come here from nine to five o'clock every day. The rewards will be huge!"
Wei Silin smiled mechanically, turned around and left with Ran Xiaolei.
But the moment he turned around, a man in a leopard-print suit passed him by.
I saw this leopard-print man wearing a black cane on his left hand, and a golden lion head inlaid on his head. The overall shape was black and gold, and it looked quite valuable.
The man came to the registration desk and jumped in line, causing some applicants behind him to frown and stare at him with unhappy expressions on their faces.
"Ah, the battle between machine kings! The bonuses are really attractive!"