I arranged the system

Chapter 202 Acquaintances
Zhang San slightly sensed the aura of the other three people, and was horrified to find that these three people had no power at all, they were completely ordinary people!

Obviously, the people who can come here cannot be ordinary people, that is to say, the real power of these three people is far beyond their own.

No wonder that young man dared to be so presumptuous, it was normal.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes sparkled slightly, and he said, "It's okay, everyone has a first time, and we just came a few more times."

"Well, sir, my name is Zhang San, it is Dabai, what do you call it?" Zhang San spoke up.

The middle-aged man said: "Oh, in that case, you can just call me Hu Si."

"Haha, Mr. is really interesting." Zhang San's heart moved, the young woman called him Uncle Hu just now...

At this time, the young man and woman had already sat down, closing their eyes and concentrating, as if they didn't want to talk to them.

"Since it's your first time here, would you like to hear what I have to say?" Hu Si continued.

"I'm glad you asked for it, I'll help you Mr. Hu." Zhang San cupped his hands and said.

"It's easy to say, easy to say, after all, since it's in the same lounge, it's a person on the same boat." Hu Si said with a smile on his face.

"That's right, we need to be united to pass the test." Dabai nodded quickly, and he is the whitest here.

"Hmph..." The young man sniffled, but didn't speak.

Zhang San made a secret note that although young men speak harshly, such people are easy to deal with, and Hu Si is a difficult character to deal with decently.

He has lived for more than 100 years, from being as humble as a dog to being able to look like a human being. This is sophistication, which can be clearly seen.

"First of all, we have to wait for a while. It looks like about a dozen people will come. Then we will draw lots. Three to seven people will be drawn for a round of performances. The opponent will naturally be other lounges. Ours is lounge 37. .” Hu Si pointed to a blue sign hanging on the wall and said.

Zhang San looked up, he had just scanned the environment a long time ago, of course he saw this.

"Our opponent should be in even-numbered lounges, and they are also ranked lower. This is good news." Hu Si continued.

"I don't know what performance to perform?" Zhang San then asked.

"As for the content of the performance, most of the types we have experienced before are fighting, and a small part is literature and art..."

"Art?" Zhang San was a little surprised, as expected experience is very important.

"Yes, not all powerful people like blood. If you are lucky and meet someone who likes literature and art, you will make a profit, because at the worst, you can still save your life." Hu Si said sadly.

When Fan Bei heard this, he thought of the power of Lang Sheng's world. Even the rules of the world were changed to prohibit violence. Obviously, if he watched the show, he would not go to all kinds of fighting types.

"Then we must be lucky, it must be our turn to perform." Dabai said excitedly.

When the young man heard such childish and innocent words, he didn't make any act of ridicule at this time, but nodded silently.

Apparently he expected the same, and would not make fun of such expectations in their favor.

Everyone loves to hear good things.

None of them knew that at this time, Dabai had already started giving orders.

"Xiaobai, look for it quickly. Is there any introduction to circus performances." It urged.

Xiao Bai immediately said: "Of course I have, if not, I can also tailor it for you on the spot, after all, you are the best at this."

Xiaobai became nervous and busy. About ten minutes later, Fan Bei saw

A few more people suddenly appeared in the No. 37 lounge one after another.

It's just that the few people behind were obviously not in the mood to speak, and just sorted things silently.

After the number reached 11, a mysterious voice sounded.

"The drawing of lots begins now. The first round of performances, theatrical performances. If you can make an audience laugh with a joke, you will be eligible for return. The loser will go to the next round."

It really is a theatrical performance!Even if you fail, you still have another chance.

The people who were originally silent suddenly became slightly excited.

Hu Si frowned, and looked at the naive white dog. Could it be that the other party has the ability of a prophet?
This is not impossible. After all, this world is too mysterious, and he didn't ask where the other party came from, and in fact he couldn't ask. The details are the most important thing.

To rashly ask the other party's details is to start a war.

"The show will be in three hours, contestants, lounge 37, lounge 36."

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The world of liars where Lang Sheng lives.

Everything was going on the right track. Seeing the world's atmosphere gradually changing, he discovered that it was good to have power.

It can make an otherwise difficult process extremely easy.

Of course, if you can't control this power, you will also easily slip into the abyss.

While he was processing the documents, a green light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"You have made a lot of contributions recently. I want to give you some rewards and take you to a show." The familiar god's voice appeared in the Blu-ray.

"Thank you for the gift of God." Lang Sheng was very excited, which showed that he was on the right path.

As long as you continue to walk, you will definitely be able to worship the other party. This is equivalent to the role of creators such as the Lord Tongtian and the Supreme Lord in mythology.

It is impossible for mortals to worship under their sect, and it is equally difficult for people with high aptitude to enter.

If he didn't have a system and showed a little magic, he wouldn't be selected either.

Then the green light enveloped him, and then the whole person disappeared.

The next moment, Lang Sheng found himself in a large circular arena, appearing on a stepped seat.

He looked around and saw that the entire arena was arranged like a football field.

There is a performance square in the middle, and there are terraces around it, which are the audience seats. Those who can come to watch the performance are those with extraordinary abilities, and there is no need to worry about the distance affecting the viewing effect.

At this time, there were only a few shadows in the auditorium.

He looked down at himself again, and it was also a shadow, a shadow without a fixed shape, unable to see any real face.

He immediately understood that the audience who appeared here would be hidden, probably for the sake of relaxation and freedom.

After all, everyone came to watch the show, not to seek revenge.

At this time, some voices came to his ears, and they were actually content that he could understand.

"You said, God let us watch this kind of performance, what's the point?"

"Whether it is meaningful or not, being eligible to sit here is the greatest meaning."

"Yeah, we can be regarded as high-level chess pieces, and those on the stage below are the lowest-level poor people."

When Lang Sheng heard this, he felt that these two groups of shadows were not bad, with some human nature, the kind with a bottom line.

At this moment, figures began to appear on the performance square below.

Hey, why is there a dog that looks so familiar...

To be able to meet acquaintances here.

Sure enough, the world seems to be very big, but it is also very small.

(End of this chapter)