Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Could it be that he traveled through a thousand years, not a thousand years into the real world, but into the universe of mutants? ! No, no one informed him!

"Awesome! Watts's mechanical skeleton is so explosive!"

Nanako was amazed. .

Oh, this is a mechanical skeleton, not Adelman Metal.

So that Gladiator A named Watts is not the descendant of Wolverine, right?

so far so good. Otherwise, if Uncle Wolf knew that his great-great-grandson was killing innocent people to please others, he would be furious.

While Song Fang was stunned, Watts was chopping melons and vegetables, killing eight ordinary prisoners. Their bodies were scattered on the field, and their blood spurted out, which was quickly absorbed by the fine sand on the field. There is a windproof wall near the platform, so there is no need to worry about the fine sand and people being blown away by the strong wind.

When an ordinary prisoner dies, the next one will be pushed out soon.

"Help!"

"Don't push me!"

"Someone come and give me a hand!"

"For God's sake, spare me!"

The ordinary prisoners at the door cried for their fathers and mothers. In order to stay inside the door, their fingers were broken and their flesh and blood were mutilated.

However, the inner wall and floor of the corridor were so smooth that they had no leverage.

And at the other end of the corridor, the jailers kept pulling the mechanism. Huge hammers that were thicker than the normal height of an adult man pushed the people in the corridor, forcing them to move forward.

Someone fell down and was stepped on by someone behind him, and soon died. Some people were even caught between the transparent corridors by the pounding hammer, and soon they were ground into a pool of sticky flesh.

If someone looked at it from dozens of kilometers away, they would think it was a huge meat grinder.

In fact it is a meat grinder.

One hundred and eighty seconds passed quickly. When Watts retracted the steel claw, thirty-seven people died.

The huge nozzle moved to the top of the site, and the fine sand fell from it, burying the bloody site, and the site cleanup began automatically.

During this intermission period, the two hosts commented on the performance just now.

"I think this number is okay as an appetizer for the start. What do you think, Nanako?"

"Yes. The largest piece of corpse is the one in the southwest corner of the site. The torso is connected to one leg. It can be said that it is beautifully cut."

"But the control of blood splash needs to be strengthened. It's a bit messy."

“But isn’t messiness itself a kind of beauty?”

"Maybe. Ah, look, wardens No. 3 and No. 4 seem to be talking about something. Are they discussing the Watts player? Let's go and eavesdrop~"

The conversation between the two wardens was incorporated into the program.

"Warden No. 3 is more interested in player Watts and thinks he can reach the three-star level."

"But Warden No. 4 disagrees. In fact, the two wardens seem to be only satisfied with the performance of Watts player, and neither of them has reached an amazing level."

"That's true. The results of the thirty-seven players cannot be said to be too bad, but it seems hard to say how outstanding they are. In addition, we have more than a thousand ordinary players who need to be eliminated, and this result looks like More mediocre.”

"This is not good news for the viewers who have placed bets on Watts."

"It's not good news for the Watts players themselves. As we all know, the admission competition is not only a grand gamble for the audience to enjoy, but also an excellent opportunity for the seeded players to show themselves and prove themselves to the wardens. If you are not appreciated by the warden, even if you win the top three and get the opportunity to freely choose a prison, the warden may refuse. That would be too embarrassing."

"In that case, the fans and friends who support Watts will also be sad, and the off-field sponsorships that Watts receives may also be reduced."

"But as long as we can get into the top three, fans will continue to love Watts. It depends on whether the other players will give Watts this opportunity."

The two hosts chatted happily with each other.

On the big screen behind them, the fine sand has absorbed the blood in the field. The switch under the venue was turned on, and the floor opened to both sides. All the remaining broken arms, together with the fine sand, fell freely into the sea of ​​clouds, making them look radiant under the sunlight.

"It is suspected that the Milky Way falls for nine days."

"Nanako, you are so educated."

The two hosts smiled so brightly.

Behind them, on another screen, the betting situations and odds of each player were changing in real time.

After dumping the fine sand and corpses, the equipment on the competition platform cleaned the field with water, and then spread the same amount of fine sand as before the first game to reset the field to the state after the first game. .

The on-site host in turn signaled the second contestant to come on.

"Wow, this is actually a female player!" Nanako expressed her surprise in an exaggerated way. "She did not rush into the venue, but raised her hand... look at her gesture! This means that she asked Let ten people in?"

"This is too bold!" Pipimei was no less generous when it came to exaggeration. "Everyone should know that under normal circumstances, ordinary players enter the venue in order. Only when the former dies will the next ones be allowed to enter. If there are multiple ordinary players on the field at the same time, that type of player must kill all other ordinary players except one within thirty seconds, otherwise the score of the seeded player will be directly reset to zero!"

"That is to say, Contestant Alyssa must kill nine people in thirty seconds, which is more than twice as fast as Contestant Watts just now! Contestant Watts only killed ten people in the first minute. A person!"

"Watts's face was blue. This was such an insult to him!"

"Can she really do it?"

Two hosts build momentum in front of the camera. On the death penalty roulette, ten ordinary prisoners were driven out of the corridor and stood there shivering, not knowing what was waiting for them.

The second seeded player, Alyssa, raised the corners of her lips, swayed her waist, and walked into the venue.

The timing starts from the moment the soles of her feet touch the fine sand of the circular arena.

She was as bare-handed as Watts. The two hosts were eagerly discussing how she would complete her challenge.

An ordinary prisoner rolled his eyes and suddenly ran away.

Some people followed suit and fled in different directions. The hosts expressed nervousness: How was she going to catch up with these average contestants?

Less than fifteen seconds left on the thirty second clock.

Alyssa held her waist and posed, then slowly opened her cherry mouth and took a breath.