Quick Wear: The Demon Lord blew up the tomb at the beginning

"You go in together."

At the staircase on the fourth floor of the gymnasium, where the lecture was located, Fujiwara no Zaino stopped.

Today, he put on all the 'divine weapons' given to him by many challengers from Sakura Country. He also read the rules below. To be on the safe side, he did not plan to go in. He planned to let other challengers from Sakura Country go in to listen to the lecture and then tell them how to remove the pollution.

The 'divine weapon' he had on him did have the effect of removing pollution, but the quantity was too small. If one was used up, one less would be needed. Even if he squeezed some challengers from the Sakura Country later, there were still quite a lot of people who did not buy it, saying that the goods they got were not much, not enough, and were still slightly polluted.

So he also came, but he would not be stupid enough to take the risk. He only let others go in so that if the situation changed, he could leave smoothly.

At the lecture, challengers arrived one after another.

The seats in the venue were arranged according to the concert format, with only three thousand seats, and those who came later had to stand in the empty seats at the back.

They looked at the podium in the center with anticipation in their eyes.

At six o'clock, Guo Guangming walked onto the stage from behind the scenes. Under the gaze of everyone, he tore off his hypocritical face: "Finally, you are here, human beings."

Hearing this, the people present realized that something was wrong, and Lu Yi even stood up and asked, "Mr. Guo, what are you doing..."

Guo Guangming kept smiling, but at this moment his smile was a little more weird: "That's exactly what you think. I am a weirdo. All this was planned by me, just to lure you here, and then..."

"Catch them all in one fell swoop!"

what!

Everyone was terrified. They never expected that the strange story was happening right next to them.

The challenger with quick reactions ran towards the exit, but the door to the exit had been locked at some point and could not be pried open no matter how hard he tried.

The people present were in despair. The challengers who were closer to the door were still pushing, pulling, and trying every possible way to pry the door open.

"Help! Help!"

Seeing that the door could not be opened, everyone thought of the rules they had seen before: if you accidentally walk to the fourth floor, do not go in, immediately call for help on the spot until the staff in blue uniforms take you away from the scene.

Then he began to call for help.

More than 3,000 people cried for help at the same time, and the sound was enough to alarm the entire stadium, hoping that the staff would hear it and come to rescue them.

I shouted for a long time, but no one came.

Someone was completely devastated: "Why? Doesn't the rule say that as long as you call for help, staff will come to rescue you? Why hasn't anyone come yet?"

"Don't waste your energy. This is not a gymnasium." Guo Guangming looked at the challengers coldly, as if he was looking at ants, and then kindly explained to them: "There is no fourth floor in the gymnasium. The so-called fourth floor of the gymnasium is actually my territory. It's useless for you to call out. The rules of the gymnasium don't apply here. No one will come to save you even if you shout your throat out."

There is no fourth floor in the gymnasium. When they arrived at the fourth floor, they actually entered another space. If they did not enter the door, they could still call the staff to take them away from the scene according to the rules.

But if they enter the gate, the rules of the stadium will not apply here, and their life and death will be in the hands of the master of this area, Guo Guangming.

At this time, the entire venue changed. The challengers found that the originally huge venue had turned into a bloody slaughterhouse. Guo Guangming sat on a high platform, holding a glass of scarlet red wine and tasting it slowly. Next to him sat a dozen people, looking at them as if they were looking at lambs to be slaughtered.

This is what the venue originally looked like.

"As expected of Mr. Guo, he only used a small trick to make these humans fall into his trap."

One of them licked his lips and looked at the challenger with greedy eyes. He had used various means to make them break the rules and then eat them over the past few days, but he only killed seven or eight people. It was just a feast for the teeth and he was not satisfied at all.

So at this moment, they admired Guo Guangming very much. If they didn't take action, it would be fine. But once they took action, more than 3,000 people were arrested.

"Thank you for the compliment. It's just a small trick, not worth mentioning." Although Guo Guangming said this, his tone revealed a bit of complacency. He then gently raised the wine glass in his hand and saluted the ghost stories from afar: "I'm the host today, you can enjoy these meat people to your heart's content, you're welcome!"

As he said this, he looked at Lu Yi, ready to start with his 'good friend' Lu Yi these days.

"You...you have been lying to me. Why?" Lu Yi looked at Guo Guangming in disbelief. He never expected that the person he had always admired would actually be a ghost story.

It's also a strange story that is bent on catching them all in one fell swoop.

The one who answered Lu's translation was Guo Guangming, who had become a ghost story. His body was covered with tumors, his body had grown three or four times taller, his facial features were crooked, and he exuded a strong stench, completely different from the elegant gentleman he had previously been.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed Lu Yi, who was so terrified that he couldn't even speak. After digesting it, he whispered, as if answering Lu Yi's question: "Why? I'm a ghost story, and you're a human. We are naturally incompatible."

As he spoke, he changed back into his human form, frowned in disgust, and quickly drank a few glasses of boiled water.

I don't know whether he dislikes the taste of the translation or does it to cleanse his own sins.

"Cousin," Qiu Zhengyi also came this time. He had been suffocated at home these days. He looked at the crowd with a bloodthirsty smile: "Then I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he turned into a ghost and rushed towards the crowd. The other ghosts were not to be outdone. They bared their bloodthirsty fangs, revealed their true faces, and rushed towards the crowd.

Screams and sounds of pain followed, and the crowd fled in panic, but they could not escape and could only wait to be eaten.

Broken limbs, splattered blood, and screams of grief made the entire scene look like a large slaughterhouse.

Guo Guangming sat in his seat and watched the massacre. After eating Lu Yi, he stopped eating. No one knew what he was thinking with his complicated eyes.

Just then, the door burst open and Lin Chuxia walked in from outside.

She was wearing an orange shirt, and the Firefly Staff in her hand was glowing. Although the light was faint, it was still dazzling in this bloody slaughterhouse.

At this moment, the already desperate challenger showed hope of survival again.

"Challengers from China, please leave quickly. I can't hold on for much longer."

Lin Chuxia shouted loudly, sweat dripping from her forehead, drop by drop, and her vitality was constantly transferred from her body to the staff, maintaining that faint light.

When she realized that this was a conspiracy, she decided to go to the fourth floor and rescue her Chinese compatriots who had mistakenly entered the fourth floor.

She turned her own vitality into fuel for the staff and built a bridge between the fourth floor and the gymnasium, forcing the two to be temporarily connected.

As long as the challenger steps out of this door, he will be protected by the gymnasium rules.

But at the same time, forcibly changing the spatial position would consume a huge amount of vitality every second.

Between standing idly by and wasting her life to save others, Lin Chuxia chose the latter.

If she were alone and didn't save anyone, she might be able to live a few more days, but she was not sure if she could make it through. She might also die in a few days, ten days, or even twenty days.

But if we save people, as long as one of them survives, it means victory for China.

For victory and for China, it is totally worth it for her to do this.

"The door is open, everyone rush out."

The surviving challengers inside the door saw that the door was opened and did not hear Lin Chuxia's words at all. Perhaps they heard it but wanted to survive, so they rushed towards the door in a black mass.

'Bah! '

A blond-haired, blue-eyed challenger who had half a step out of the door suddenly fell to the ground with a hole in his chest. He stared at Lin Chuxia in disbelief, his eyes open until he died.

"I said, only Chinese are allowed to go out. Anyone who is not Chinese and wants to step out of this door will die!"

Lin Chuxia burned her own life madly and established a regular area at the exit connecting the gymnasium and the fourth floor. Only Chinese people could go out.

Anyone who is not Chinese will surely die.

At the same time, a temporary rule was formed at the gate.

'Non-Chinese are not allowed to approach.'

"We are all human beings, how can you be so selfish?" The challengers from other countries became anxious. Seeing that the ghost gang was still killing people, they knew they would die if they couldn't get out. So they planned to use morality to make Lin Chuxia step back.

"Why can't we go out? You are making an enemy of all mankind."

"I'm the one who will pay the price, and I have the right to decide who to let out. I'm Chinese, and I only save Chinese. Is there a problem with that?" Lin Chuxia was unmoved. She knew that once the rules and restrictions were relaxed, among all the people crowded here, only a few Chinese would be able to squeeze out.

She couldn't hold on for long. If she wanted to save people, she would only save the Chinese.

As for the others, there is nothing I can do to help them.

Want to pick peaches? Just dream on!

"Then you can't kill anyone either."

"If I don't kill you, you will become food for ghost stories. I came here to save the Chinese people, not you. You insisted on breaking the rules. Who can you blame?"

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for not following the rules and insisting on coming here; blame your country for not having someone like me to save it; blame the weirdos who schemed against you and treated you as food."

Lin Chuxia didn't want to continue arguing with them. She needed to race against time and shouted to Xu Ying and the others, "Hurry up, I can only hold on for 20 seconds at most."

20 seconds is the greatest contribution she can make. It can save her from death and also save some people. As for those who haven't come out after 20 seconds, there is nothing she can do.

In just a few seconds, some of her hair turned white and her face showed signs of aging.

"Let's go." Some Chinese people made quick decisions, shouted to their companions, ran out of the door without hesitation, and were saved.

Some were still hesitating where they were, some were far away from the gate and had to squeeze through the crowd, and couldn't get out even if they were given another minute, and some were entangled in strange stories and couldn't get out.

One after another, within ten seconds, more than a dozen people had gone out.

The foreigners could only watch the Chinese being rescued. Some of them couldn't get out themselves and didn't want others to be rescued, so they pulled hard at the Chinese who wanted to leave, and some of them were actually dragged away and couldn't get out.

"Mr. Guo, that ant found a magical weapon from somewhere, but it can actually borrow the power of rules. Should we..."

On the high platform, a ghost stopped killing, walked up to Guo Guangming, and looked at Lin Chuxia and the staff in her hand with gritted teeth.

When Lin Chuxia came in, Guo Guangming stared at her, or rather, at the 'Yingyue' in her hand.

"Don't stop us. If I'm right, forcibly changing the rules will cost a lot." Guo Guangming looked at Lin Chuxia's gradually pale face and said calmly, "It can only last for a few dozen seconds. At most, only a few dozen people will escape."

"More importantly, the magic weapon was given by the master. We still have to give the master face."

Fujiwara Zaino was outside the door. Fortunately, he did not go in. He watched the whole process of Lin Chuxia using the magic wand to forcibly connect the fourth floor and the gymnasium. His eyes were fixed on the magic wand in Lin Chuxia's hand.

Maybe we can take it away.

Thinking of this, he picked up a jade pendant, which was exchanged for his companion's life and could temporarily resist the rules.

Without saying a word, he walked up to Lin Chuxia and tried to snatch the staff.

"Be careful." Xu Ying had already gone out, but seeing this, he went back directly, kicked him to the ground, and pounced on him, holding him down forcefully to prevent him from getting up.

At the same time, Lin Chuxia's face turned terribly pale, and her whole body was shaky. She was shocked by the sudden change and became even paler.

The light of the staff also dimmed, and the door began to shake, as if it would close at any moment.

"Baga, let me go, the door is about to close, do you want to die with me?" Fujiwara Zaino looked at the door that was about to close, and he was completely panicked. He thought he could snatch the staff, but he didn't expect Xu Ying to kick him into the door.

That wasn't enough, he also pinned him to the ground, which made it impossible for him to break free.

He has a lot of products in his hands, but they are all about dealing with ghost stories and rules. Facing Xu Ying's behavior, he really has no way to deal with it.

"Then we'll die together." Xu Ying grinned, raised his arm and punched Fujiwara Zaino in the face, "I've long disliked villains like you."

What Fujiwara no Zaino had done had already spread among the challengers, causing discomfort to most people, Xu Ying being one of them.

"Are you crazy?" Fujiwara Zaino was still staring at the gate. He didn't want to pay attention to Xu Ying, this madman. He used all his strength to break free from Xu Ying's restraints and wanted to crawl out of the door.

How could Xu Ying give him this opportunity? He punched him again and again, dragging him back continuously, and then yelled at Lin Chuxia: "Friend, you can't hold on any longer, stop now."

Xu Ying laughed: "I have admired heroes since I was a child. This time, let me be a hero too."

Lin Chuxia looked at Xu Ying who was holding Fujiwara in the wild, and also looked at the Chinese challengers who were trapped inside and kept coming. Finally, she made a decision, the light of the staff dimmed, and the door slammed shut.

"No..." Fujiwara Zaino's eyes dimmed and he let out a hysterical roar. Xu Ying laughed and punched Fujiwara Zaino again.