Chapter 736 -4 The Bell in the Kitchen Rings~
The “audience” in front of the screen were all stunned.
What just happened?
A newcor “one through three”?
Although when Jason took out “Big Boy,” they already knew what Jason intended to do.
But intending to do sothing, and being able to do it, are completely different concepts.
...
Most of the audience only thought Jason was lucky when “Big Boy” was slaughtered, after all, “Big Boy” was one of the lower-ranked among the “Savage Hunters.”
However, when the “Wheelchair Thinker” was taken out, their thoughts started to shift subtly.
Amongst the various “Savage Hunters,” the “Wheelchair Thinker” had a bit of fa, especially for his calm, strategic approach during several competitions, which had been highly anticipated.
Yet even this highly anticipated “Savage Hunter” was beheaded by Jason with a single slash.
After that!
The truly shocking event happened for the audience.
The “Head Collector” was taken out!
The newcor Jason had accomplished a feat of “one through three”!
Although the “Head Collector” was a newcor, he was definitely not of the obscure kind; in his capture, he had killed an entire hunting team, and even devoured their brains, and was eventually caught using so special thod.
Even though the live broadcast had obscured that special thod from the cara.
But just the loud noises alone were enough to send the viewers’ imaginations wild, involuntarily picturing what kind of scene it would be when the “Head Collector” made his entrance.
Only, the much-anticipated “Head Collector” just died upon making his entrance!
And moreover, after the sa newcor Jason had taken out two other “Savage Hunters”!
It’s not that there were no “one through three” scenarios in the “ga.”
But there were very few.
Especially for newcors, there was no shortage of those who wanted to attempt it.
Those who might be successful?
Basically none!
However, precisely because it was so rare, it all the more drew attention to Jason.
"Such a terrifying newcor!”
"I would call him the strongest newcor!”
"I regret it so much! I should have placed bets on this newcor.”
"I regret it too!”
"What crap ‘Head Collector’! Got all excited for nothing, and then, this?”
"I won! I really won!”
"Not an installnt plan, not a downpaynt plan!”
"It’s all paid in full! I’ve paid it all off!”
"Envious of the one above!”
"Envious 1!”
"Next ti I’m also betting on this newcor!”
…
In comparison to the usual audience’s wide-ranging discussions.
So viewers with job roles similar to reporters were already rapidly drafting their articles.
"Unbelievable achievents by a ‘newcor’ causing n to be silent and won to wail!”
"Shocking! The silent ‘newcor’ completes an unprecedented feat!”
"The birth of the strongest newcor?”
"The ‘one through three’ worth paying attention to!”
Similar articles quickly posted to the ga’s platform attracted everyone’s attention, including other areas.
The annual “Mad Ga” has, after decades of growth, beco a ga with nationwide participation.
Despite so saying it’s inhumane.
Others calling it a malicious whirlpool.
And still others labeling it a murder show.
But no matter what they say, its popularity is unmatched.
As these article titles appeared, so naturally clicked on them.
Their expressions were initially puzzled or disdainful.
But as they read on, especially when the video appeared, their doubt and disdain were replaced by surprise.
This newcor… is extraordinary!
Every person who saw the video had this thought.
And with the ergence of this thought, Jason gained even more attention.
With attention cos heat!
Even if it’s not much, just a flicker.
It’s enough to change quite a lot of things.
"This newcor isn’t bad, track and follow him.”
An order was issued within the “ga” operations departnt.
Quickly, it was relayed to the sub-competition area where Jason was.
…
Thud.
As Jason flicked the blood off his Broad Blade Cleaver, the “Head Collector” collapsed to the ground behind him.
To Jason, facing a wild beast in a frenzy and facing one lured by food made no difference.
It was just a matter of a single slash.
To put it simply, the anticipated “Head Collector,” like “Big Boy” and “Wheelchair Thinker,” ant nothing in Jason’s eyes.
Ferocious? Terrifying? Fear-inspiring?
Nonexistent.
The children of Nightless City were more deserving of caution than they were.
"This world before my eyes
"Distorted entertainnt, is it?”
Jason, wearing his hockey mask, had a hint of speculation cross his face.
Though the information was scant, it didn’t prevent Jason from making assumptions.
After examining the bodies of the “Head Collector,” “Big Boy,” and “Wheelchair Thinker,” checking the cell for anything worth noting, and finding nothing, Jason walked toward the gate, deep in thought.
Squeak.
The gate opened once more.
Light poured in instantly.
Outside was an open space.
Without any cover, nor any walls.
When Jason walked about 30 ters out of the building—
Bang!
Bang, bang!
Glorious fireworks erupted overhead.
"Winner!”
"Welco our first winner: the ‘newcor’ Jason!”
The sa synthetic, chanical voice as before.
But this ti, Jason could detect a hint of… enthusiasm?
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Clap, clap, clap.
With a round of applause,
The flat concrete surface in front of Jason suddenly flipped, and a screen identical to the one before, supported by iron fras, slowly rose up.
In the screen, the shadow remained.
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