National destiny: nuclear wastewater discharged into the sea, random matchmaking game launched

In the live broadcast room of Neon Country.

The audience watched as the father and son, who were originally very filial and strong, became hostile to each other and were ready to fight at any time.

"Poor Neon player, he was actually tricked by an alien."

"It turns out there is no such thing as a free lunch."

"Don't you see Lu Kun from Huaxia? He has eaten the pie several times."

"That's different. Brother Kun is eating a full-course Chinese banquet."

"Damn it! Why should our Japanese contestants die before they even meet their assigned partners?"

"Shut upstairs, your crow mouth, Lu Kun can kill the people of the Sky Demon Clan, so our players can definitely do it too."

"Yes, he has been trained to B-level by the alien race, and his strength is far beyond what it was before."

The Chinese audience just smiled and said nothing.

On the screen, Ryota Sato had already drawn his sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the old man with white hair and beard.

"Even though you didn't teach me any attack methods, my level has already increased.

With my current body and strength, it's still unclear who will live and who will die."

The old man was hunched over with a sarcastic smile on his face.

He just stood there quietly, and suddenly a powerful aura burst out and rushed straight into the sky.

There were originally a few white clouds floating in the sky.

Now all of them were blown away by the astonishing momentum and disappeared without a trace, revealing the azure sky.

"You little ant, are you worthy enough to fight me?"

This time, Sato Ryota was really scared. His eyes kept shaking and his whole body was trembling.

"What a terrifying aura! You...what is your strength?"

"I can be your master and your father, so I am definitely stronger than you.

It just barely reached the A level."

Ryota Sato's body couldn't help but shake, and cold sweat broke out on the palms and back of his hands.

He really can't beat an opponent of this level.

My skills are not as good as theirs, and my equipment is not as good as theirs. How can I play this game?

Since conventional methods cannot save lives, we have to use special methods.

"Um...Father, please accept my greetings!"

Sato Ryota is indeed a flexible person.

As soon as he saw that the situation was not right, he knelt down and begged for mercy.

He even kowtowed a few times, and the ground was making thumping sounds.

However, there was not a trace of father-son affection in the eyes of the old man from the Sky Demon Clan.

All I have is greed for the delicious food in front of me.

"Do you know what technique I taught you to practice?

After practicing, there is no way to go any further, it is just to nourish the flesh and blood.

Make your fat pig even more delicious.

Do you think I would accept a loser as my godson? "

All that was left in Sato Ryota's mind was despair.

He could feel the difference in strength between himself and his opponent, otherwise he would not have knelt down and begged for mercy.

There is no chance to escape now, I can only give it a try.

He barely controlled his still trembling hands and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

"I'll fight you!"

Green light surged throughout his body. This was his talent, which could improve his body's flexibility.

At the same time, light green energy was surging on the sword, and the speed of swinging the sword was extremely fast.

But in front of the old man from the Heavenly Demon Clan, this is no different from fancy moves.

Just stretch out your palm and press lightly on the space in front of you.

A tremor suddenly broke out, and the entire space seemed to be still.

Ryota Sato's body was suddenly frozen, with only the veins on his forehead still throbbing.

Showing that he didn't fall victim to time stopping.

He gritted his teeth and tried desperately to swing the sword.

But the powerful force imprisoned it in place and it could not move.

The old man from the Sky Demon Clan waved his hand gently and took out a three-meter-high bronze tripod from his storage ring.

When it was placed on the ground, even the ground shook a few times.

"This is my favorite piece of cooking equipment. It's an honor for you to die in it."

As his palm moved, Sato Ryota's body flew into the bronze tripod uncontrollably.

Then a set of clothes floated out and landed on the ground.

The old man from the Sky Demon Clan raised his head and looked at the sky.

It seems to be looking at the audience in front of the screen.

“I know you can see his condition.

In order to prevent the holy light from appearing, I took off his clothes inside.

That way, you can watch him get scalded to death.

I ate it bite by bite, hehehe...

Those of you who are chosen to participate in the marriage game will sooner or later become our food."

As the old man from the Sky Demon Clan spoke, he took out various spices from his storage ring and added them into the bronze tripod.

Until all the ingredients covered Sato Ryota's head.

He snapped his fingers, and a stream of water poured down from the sky.

Soon the entire bronze tripod was two-thirds filled.

Only Ryota Sato's head was left above the water.

The previous anger and resistance were no longer on his face, only fear remained.

"Don't kill me, don't eat me!

I don't taste good at all, I'm just fat all over. "

"The fattier ones are more delicious, and that's what I like."

In the global live broadcast room, the audience watched this horrifying scene quietly, and most of them had no smiles on their faces.

However, the first people to jump out and scold Sato Ryota were the Japanese.

"Asshole, he shouldn't have come to open this treasure chest, and he shouldn't have trusted others so easily."

"That's right, even a child can understand the truth, but he is such a grown-up and still got cheated by an old man.

When the calamity comes, we will all be doomed."

"As expected of a Japanese, your expression changes faster than turning the pages of a book."

The old man standing under the bronze tripod no longer hid his identity.

His body expanded rapidly, from a hunchbacked old man to a three-meter-tall giant.

A huge vertical eye appeared on his forehead, and two more arms appeared.

He took out a large spoon and stirred the water, then tasted it.

“Not bad, just the right amount of saltiness!

But why does it smell fishy?

You timid guy, are you scared to death? "

Just when the audience thought that the old man from the Demon Clan would be angry, he burst into laughter.

"Yes, this is the taste we like best."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

I didn't expect that the guys from the Demon Clan had this kind of habit.

"You are not of my race, so your tastes are different!"

"With his strength, disguising himself as a treasure chest, I wonder how many contestants will be killed."

"Even Lu Kun is no match for me."

"I really hope they meet. It would be even better if Lu Kun gets eaten."

Even though the screen was showing scenes of the demons cooking humans.

The Western audience in the live broadcast room were still thinking about how to make Lu Kun die.

Half an hour later, Sato Ryota's screams gradually disappeared.

The only sound left was the gurgling sound of boiling water in the bronze tripod.

The aroma of meat filled the whole room.

The old man from the Sky Demon Clan closed his eyes and took a greedy sip.

“Yes, this is the wonderful recipe I concocted.

The human casserole porridge made in this way is the most delicious. "

With the death of Sato Ryota, the entire live broadcast room gradually became dim.

The audience was relieved, at least they didn't have to see an alien eating people in big mouthfuls.

Information about game penalties appeared on the dark screen of the live broadcast room.