Since both parties now had the same destination, they quickly became familiar with Joel Fineman. What surprised Luo Binhan was that Joel Farman did not show any obvious "fall" when Yaleriga took the initiative to talk to him.
Of the two carriages, she was most interested in Fina, and she was the most friendly with Momolo. The two chatted about a story called "The Legend of the Wandering Heroes of Bai Pingxing". According to the few words Luo Binhan heard, it was probably an adventure adapted from the real experience of a certain guardian of the Eternal Light Realm, and a film or animation version was produced. The music played from the metal stick just now was the theme song of the story, "If You Hold the Sea of Stars in Your Arms."
Joel Farman may have known that Momolo was also an Eternal Light, but the enthusiasm with which she spoke was more than just compliments. The two of them counted every boss that appeared and tried to assign combat effectiveness scores and rankings to them.
Luo Binhan decided to let them indulge in the joy of death. He took the initiative to give up his seat to Joel Farman, and then slipped next to Jing Huang, who was sleeping like a lazy dog.
"Have you, old man, taken a liking to other people's brains again?" He quietly asked Yaleriga.
Yaleriga smiled maliciously at him.
"Outland is a big concept," she said. "In the Wild Zone, the physical rules are basically stable. We can roughly predict what will happen, but this is not the case when we go deep into the Outland. Before completely entering the unknown area, we should do our best. Possibly gathering intelligence.”
"Do we have to travel so far?"
"The captain is unwilling to stay here." Yaleriga said, "He wants to make up for a mistake in the past, and our stay in the Alliance and the Infinite Territory will incur additional casualties."
They looked at Jing Huang together. Luo Binhan finally couldn't help but ask her: "What's the grudge against the little pervert in black who wanted to kill me? Why did he frame this kid?"
Yaleriga has no positive explanation. She said briefly and calmly: "The captain is going through a difficult moment."
They never mentioned the "Dwarf Star Demon" again, just like Luo Binhan and his legal brother Luo Jiaotian always avoided talking about their mothers when they met. In order to make the atmosphere normal again, Luo Binhan turned the topic to the eating contest that would end with fusion explosion.
"That's one of the traditions of the Mystery Zone," Yaleriga said. "They regularly hold competitions in a completely independent space station to intuitively experience the magnificence of mathematics."
"What kind of experience do you want?"
So Yaleriga introduced him to a strange creature called the "Steamed Bun Fungus". This species can absorb most of the free particle energy and then reproduce by binary fission. They usually gather in groups at a fixed number, and when the number exceeds, they form an additional swarm. A single fungal colony appears as a white hemispheric spongy tissue. Since they are non-toxic, not resistant to high temperature corrosion, and will decide whether to continue dividing based on the remaining space, eating them directly will not cause any harm - although this kind of fungi has little nutrition and cannot be used to solve the problem. famine and other issues.
Luo Binhan understood the rules of this competition from a more intuitive perspective: each contestant will be assigned two "steamed buns" before the start of the competition. They have to rush to their respective dining tables from a thousand meters away. From then on, the number of steamed buns on the table will double every ten seconds. Often when they rush to the table (thwarted by rivals), sixteen, thirty-two, or sixty-four buns await them. In order to win, they must go all out and eliminate less than half of them within the first ten seconds of arrival.
The final stage of the game is always very chaotic. The loser's buns roll off the table like an avalanche. The security personnel immediately pounce on them and use high-temperature jets or strong acid sprays to completely eliminate them to prevent them from filling up after five minutes. Fill the entire space station - and if the vacuum environment has enough energy for them to reproduce, they will reach the size of stars in fifteen minutes, and the entire galaxy will become a steamed bun hell in one hour.
Fortunately, usually a vacuum environment will greatly slow down the reproduction rate of the steamed bun bugs, and even force them to eat each other or fall into dormancy, so it is considered absolutely safe to hold the competition in an independent space station. There has been only one accident in the past three hundred years: a first-time contestant dropped some steamed bun crumbs while being sent to the outer surface of the space station for first aid, and the cleaner was too careless, resulting in a small piece of fungi. The blob falls into a vacuum environment. At this time, a nearby star happened to emit a stream of high-energy particle rays, which passed through the fungi and insect clusters that lacked food sources. It expanded rapidly, starting from the outer shell and surrounding the entire space station. When the audience opened the space station hatch talking and laughing, a mania of steamed buns rolled towards them.
The riot caused some controversy, with many regional leaders protesting that the event was dangerous and vulgar and that there was no need to continue it, but the final vote resulted in a stronger vote in favor of its continuation. The official explanation of the competition is that "this allows people to intuitively experience the magnificence of mathematics."
Two days later, the members of Silence, who had obtained tickets through Joel Farman, walked into the newly built space station and watched the game through real-time screen broadcasts and real images.
Marin, who was basically dragged over, rolled his eyes crazily.
"They don't care how grand mathematics is, okay?" Marin pointed at the screen and said, "Look at this, all the contestants are locked in a closed square and have no contact with us at all. Then why the hell are we still here?" Want to come to the scene to watch? The answer is that these bastards just think the feeling of being overwhelmed by the Mantou Mountain is too exciting! They are looking forward to it again when they can do it again! They don’t want the competition to go smoothly!"
His sad and indignant condemnation was drowned in the wave of cheers and failed to make a splash.
Luo Binhan also felt that his point of view was reasonable, but he still grabbed a handful of fried insect pupae and stuffed it into his mouth: "Do you think it is interesting to discuss this now? We can't twist our legs with our arms, so accept the reality."
Together they looked at the virtual projection arena in the venue. A total of seven players stood on their respective tracks, and the path was filled with various fire rings, light masks and electric sparks. At the end of this journey are seven huge round tables with a diameter of more than ten meters. On each table lie two solitary steamed buns, like two dots of white sesame seeds on a pizza.
Joel Fineman is number six of those seven players. She is only slightly larger than the horse-shaped creature as size 3, ranking second to last. According to common sense, she has little chance of winning, but Luo Binhan has long lost sight of common sense.
He said to Momolo: "Old Mo, if you use the prototype to participate in this competition, wouldn't it be a sure win?"
Momolo shook his head resolutely: "Usually ancient laws and polymorphic creatures are not allowed to participate in such competitions, Mr. Luo. Because if eating does not increase the mass, the official cannot determine whether you have eaten or teleported them away. , which goes against the spirit of competition."
The track's green light comes on. The players rushed out together.
They ran like lightning, and at the same time they did not forget to show off some small skills that were very in line with the competitive spirit: No. 1, who was as tall as a baby elephant, waved his arms and threw it towards No. 2 next to him; No. 4's head rotated 360 degrees and sprayed from his mouth. The black oil sprayed out covered the track of the surrounding players; Number Seven whipped out two submachine guns from his spacious sleeves.
Number Three, who looked like a pony, didn't do anything to the other contestants, but the corner of its head began to emit a stream of rainbow-like light, and then it rode away, leaving the other six contestants far behind.
It was the first to avoid traps of fire and lightning and rush across the midpoint of the track. At this time, there were four steamed buns on each table.
Luo Binhan was infected by the enthusiastic atmosphere of the audience. He looked at Joel Farman in the close-up screen and found that she was moving to dodge the bullets fired by No. 7, while at the same time pulling out two metal rods from her back with her backhand.
She flipped her ponytail handsomely and started playing music.
