Zombie Evolution System

At eight o'clock in the evening, a few people were called together by the wine priest after they had dinner together.

The wine priest looked at the five people sitting at the table: "I have signed up for you, and the competition will officially start at ten o'clock tomorrow."

Wen Du raised his hand: "Master Daoist, we only have five people participating, is there any advantage?"

The wine priest waved his hand to let Wendu put down his hand: "That's exactly what I'm going to say next."

Seeing several people looking at him, the wine priest explained: "For this one, there are eight people from Qinglong team, fifteen people from White Tiger, five of you from Suzaku, and thirteen people from Xuanwu."

"The gap is too big!" Tank said buzzingly.

The wine priest saw that no one was talking, and began to answer Tank's question: "There are many people, and it is not an advantage."

He looked at the five people who were listening carefully: "This time, there were 40 people participating, but only half of them advanced."

"Is there a competition between everyone?" Wen Du asked.

The wine priest shook his head: "The competition is like this." He scratched a few times on the table with a pen.

"Forty people, draw lots and compete. If you are eliminated in the first round, you can also challenge other winners, but no one has only three chances to lose at the Dragon Boat Festival. If you use up three times, you will be completely eliminated."

The wine priest looked at several people: "Do you understand?"

Several people nodded, some shook their heads.

"I knew it, it's fine if you don't lose." Wen Du looked at the wine priest and asked him to answer for himself.

The wine priest did not refute Wendu's words.He looked at Wendu and nodded.

Among them, the tank is what worries him the most, because although the tank is strong, its speed is slow.

"Tank, just do your best and don't get hurt." The wine priest looked at Tank with concern.

Tank patted his chest and assured: "I know my own strength, Daoist, don't worry."

……

The night passed quickly.Early the next morning, the wine priest took five people to familiarize himself with the venue.

A big arena with no railings beside it.There are dozens of seats on the front of the arena. According to the wine priest, they are the seats of the Jinlong headquarters.Of course, if they're interested in watching the game.

Behind the arena, there are four areas, namely Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu, and people from each organization sit in the corresponding area.

Draw lots first, and someone will call out during the game to let a number come out to play against another number.Any attack, preferably not fatal.

If you really beat someone to death, you will be disqualified from that person.

They sat in the Suzaku area and waited until around ten past ten.Only then did someone come out with a box and let everyone grab a number.

Wen Du held a wooden sign with "13" on it, and asked the others: "Mine is NO.13, what about yours?"

"Brother, mine is number ten." Xiao Xiao also held the wooden sign and asked Wen Du to read it.

"I'm Seventeen." Fire Phoenix said.

"Twenty." The quiet Fengfeng also said.

After they finished speaking, they all looked at the tank: "What's your number?"

Tank had a bitter face: "I'm Shiba, Fenghuang, should we fight together!"

"Really?" Huo Fenghuang smiled heartlessly: "This is better, at least losing to me is better than losing to others!"

"But I don't even want to lose!" Tank's face twisted together.He has an urge to cry.Why, let yourself meet someone you can't beat in the first game.