My Elf Simulator

Sixteen to eight, eight to four, four to two, and finally the finals.

The format of the main competition is not long.

In theory, the players who advance to the main competition only need to defeat four opponents to win the final trophy of the Winter League, which is the symbol of the strongest players in the city league in the hearts of nearly two million citizens of Haitang.

Kurosawa's road to promotion was very smooth.

His opponent in the final was Ji Qingwen.

Kurosawa felt more and more that the random draw was actually the result of a secret operation.

Probably because both of them are the few players in Haitang City who have both popularity and strength, the event group does not want the two to compete too early.

This is also a reasonable arrangement. After the two people's battle, the subsequent games will be meaningless, and the ratings will definitely be greatly affected.

Although Kurosawa showed good strength in the first three rounds, he also admitted in an interview with reporters that he was promoted to the elite level, but he did not see Ji Qingwen lose to Kurosawa head-on, and many people still had suspense about the outcome.

After all, Ji Qingwen has dominated the Haitang League for many years, and his influence is still there.

Some people believe that Kurosawa's strength has surpassed Ji Qingwen, and they want to witness the historic moment of the replacement of the new king with the old king.

Perhaps this game is nothing in the whole country, or even in Hanquan Province, but it has a unique meaning for the citizens of Haitang City.

When I got up early in the morning, the weather was just right, sunny and windy, and the warm winter sun shone on my body, making people walking on the street couldn't help but stretch.

This is a comfortable day.

The winter game was held in the morning.

Whoever wins will become the champion of Haitang City this year.

You can also call yourself the champion of Haitang when you go out, without adding prefixes such as spring, summer, and autumn.

On the road, on the street, traffic and people gathered towards the direction of Haitang City Base.

No one wants to miss this historic moment.

It may become a topic of conversation in the next few decades.

The seats in the venue are limited, so most people can't watch the game up close in the venue.

But it doesn't matter, the park outside the venue is open to all citizens.

Many people spontaneously came to the square outside the venue, prepared to spread a blanket and sit on the ground to watch the finals on the big screen in the square.

Although the content of the picture seen on the big screen is no different from that seen on a home TV, in terms of atmosphere, the two are completely on a different level, and the distance to the venue is close enough, which is equivalent to watching half of the game live.

"Brother, who do you support?"

"It's definitely Kurosawa, the old guy Ji Zong should have exploded the gold coins long ago."

"Turtle, your speech is very sorry for the support uniform of Ji Zong you are wearing, little black, finally show your chicken feet?"

"Wrong, I have always been a fan of Zebao! Zebao's support uniform is sold out, so I can only settle for the next best thing."

The audience gathered in the square are mostly young people, chatting with each other, and they quickly get together with common topics, which does not seem awkward.

At the same time, in addition to ordinary citizens, there are many plainclothes executives.

They are sent by the executive department to maintain stability and prevent any accidents.

At the edge of the square, in a black luxury car, there were two middle-aged men.

If Kurosawa was here, he would quickly find that one of them was Lu Dawei, the chief executive of the Haitang Executive Department.

Lu Dawei sat in the back seat with his head held high.

It was obvious that the middle-aged man next to him was of higher status than him, and he was someone he respected.

Although the middle-aged man in a purple Tang suit looked younger than Lu Dawei, from the few strands of gray and inactive hair on his temples, one could roughly guess that his real age was far beyond his appearance.

He looked at the screen in the square through the lowered car window, his eyes were bright and he was watching very seriously. At this moment, the host of the Haitang event group was introducing the information of the two finalists.

"Old captain, don't you want to go in and take a look?" Lu Dawei saw his interested expression and couldn't help asking.

"I'm not young anymore, I can't stand the noise, it's quieter to watch from outside." The middle-aged man sighed.

Lu Dawei saw that he had made up his mind, so he didn't say anything more.

For a strong man of the captain's level, even here, he can actually accurately sense the battle in the stadium. His question was just a subconscious habit.

"I just heard people mention him a few times. I happened to come to Haitang to see you this time, and I want to verify his quality by the way." The middle-aged man paused. "Dawei, can you introduce this kid to me?"

Although the middle-aged man's tone was plain, Lu Dawei, who was familiar with his personality, instantly read the excitement in his tone. Obviously, the captain had a certain understanding of Kurosawa before he came.

It's just that the information obtained from paper and images is one-sided, so I want to hear his opinion.

Thinking of this, Lu Dawei couldn't help but feel happy for Kurosawa.

Although he was just a small pawn, the captain's background was not ordinary. If it weren't for coincidence, he would probably have a hard time getting in touch with a person like him in his life.

If Kurosawa could be valued by him, I believe his growth path would be much smoother.

Moreover, it was hard to say whether the old captain came to Haitang to see him as he said. Most likely he wanted to observe Hei Ze in advance, but was too embarrassed to say it out loud, otherwise it would seem unworthy and rushing to the front.

Lu Dawei told him about the Hei Ze he knew and handed over a file bag.

The duties of the City Execution Department include the supervision of the elves within the jurisdiction.

As a registered elf master in Haitang City, Hei Ze's intelligence ranges from past school performance, school-level three-good student awards, etc. to the acquisition of each of his elves and the battles encountered in the league.

The Toot Bird hatched from the elf egg, the Nightmare Mayfly encountered during the mission, and the pre-ancient civilization elves obtained from the ruins of the outing

It also includes Hei Ze's experience of being in danger, disappearance, and even the general route of outings, and every mission performed during the journey.

Although there are some doubts in Hei Ze's resume, he can still be regarded as innocent overall.

As for some places that are different from ordinary people, they can only be attributed to personal talents and adventures.

There are countless treasures and special relics hidden in the wild waiting for those who are interested to explore.

As a super genius who is about to awaken, Hei Ze has attracted more attention than he imagined.

After listening to Lu Dawei's report, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction.

"Very diligent, a top seedling."

Kurosawa's talent is impeccable, and he seems to have a peaceful mind, not arrogant because of his own proud talent.

In addition to his extraordinary talent, what makes him more satisfied is Kurosawa's professional attitude.

He focused his eyes on the list of tasks completed by Kurosawa in his career.

Kurosawa's task execution frequency is not the highest level, but he is more diligent than many elf masters.

And when he is not performing tasks, he is training or gaining experience, not rejecting to perform tasks.

Maybe some people think that the number of tasks performed by elf masters is insignificant, especially for young talented elf masters, but he thinks that this reflects whether the elf master can take responsibility.

Although Kurosawa comes from an ordinary family and needs task rewards to provide elf training, he does not believe that Kurosawa's teacher has not proposed to undertake his training expenses.

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Accompanied by the warm winter sun, the audience entered with tickets.

The seats in the surrounding stands were filled with spectators, which was very spectacular.

The opponents in the final were only Kurosawa and Ji Qingwen.

The event team did not let them sit and wait in the player channel.

The two came to the center of the stadium.

Then the staff of the event team randomly selected ten lucky fans from each team to go on stage and take photos with the autographs.

After all, the Elf League has certain commercial attributes. Before the game starts, it is a win-win behavior to select fans to interact on the field. Every winter game has this Fan Meeting session.

Originally, the fan interaction session was held after the game, but considering the status of the elves of both sides after the game and the degree of damage to the venue, it was moved from after the game to before the game.

It can not only promote the cohesion of fans, but also increase the influence and affinity of the players, and disintegrate the relatively tense atmosphere before the game. It is the Spring Festival, and it is not appropriate to make the atmosphere too confrontational.

Of course, it doesn't matter if there is no such session in this year's finals.

Kurosawa and Ji Qingwen sat on the tables and chairs placed in the huge venue, not far apart.

Kurosawa was a little embarrassed. Every time he was in the center of the stadium, he was preparing for the game without distraction. This experience was the first time.

Now facing more than 10,000 people, thinking that there might be two or three million pairs of eyes watching him through the screen, he suddenly felt uncomfortable sitting in his seat, as if waiting to accept some judgment.

He turned his head to look at Ji Qingwen beside him.

But he saw that Ji Qingwen, who had been in the winter finals for many years, also looked uncomfortable. He laughed and felt much better immediately.

"What are you laughing at?"

"No, I was thinking of something happy." Kurosawa shook his head.

"Big heart!" Ji Qingwen secretly gave a thumbs up and praised his good mentality. He was really worthy of being a man he valued.

"Don't bring out your giant statue to dawdle later." Ji Qingwen whispered as the host read out the list.

In the two games of the quarter-finals and the quarter-finals, Kurosawa summoned the giant statue to fight. It seemed that he had a back-and-forth fight with his opponent, and it was not easy to win three in a row, but Ji Qingwen knew that it was just Kurosawa holding back, and he was probably training the elves' ability to resist attacks.

"If possible, I hope you can do your best." Ji Qingwen continued.

Hei Ze slightly avoided his gaze.

He did think about holding back before the game, trying not to let his big brother lose too badly.

But even so, it was quite difficult.

His elves were too strong. If he wanted to "hold back", it was far from enough to not use his own psychic energy to stimulate the elves' abilities. He might even have to use psychic energy to restrain and bind the elves.

Otherwise, relying on their three or four hundred attribute energy values, plus a solid foundation and various characteristics, powerful skills, even if he, an elf master, was watching the show, the elves could complete a crushing battle by themselves.

"I know you are stronger than me, don't show mercy, beat me with all your strength! If you are strong enough, what's the shame of me losing to you?" Ji Qingwen glared at Hei Ze.

Hei Ze pondered for a moment, smiled bitterly and nodded.

"I understand."

Thinking carefully, it was completely meaningless to let him lose as evenly as possible.

If the opponent is strong enough, failure does not mean shame.

It's like a basketball game. If it's just a match between two school teams, the losing side may attract some gossip, but if it's a school team playing a professional team, no one will blame them even if they are slaughtered.

Soon, 20 lucky fans were led by staff to the battle site.

The lucky fans who were drawn seemed very excited. One or two of them walked with a shaky step and almost fell to the ground.

Kurosawa ended his whispered chat with Ji Qingwen, looked at the crowd, and suddenly found a familiar figure.

The man blinked at him after seeing him.

Kurosawa scratched his head and smiled.

The lucky fans who were drawn included middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, more young people, and even a child who was held by his mother's hand.

Ten were Kurosawa fans, and ten were Ji Qingwen fans.

From the age group, it can be seen that Ji Qingwen's middle-aged fan group accounts for a larger proportion.

The first to come forward were the mother and son.

The mother held her seven or eight-year-old son and muttered as she walked.

"Xiaolong, mom promised you to watch the game and meet your favorite big brother. You must be serious in class, don't sleep, and don't fight with other children. Did you hear me?"

"I know, mom, don't say it." The seven or eight-year-old child was actually very proud. Noticing the interested look from Kurosawa, he quickly pulled the collar of his mother who was saying bad things about him, and his cheeks flushed.

Kurosawa smiled, but he didn't have any other thoughts, but he didn't expect that children who had just entered elementary school would become his fans.

The little boy took his mother's hand and walked in front of Kurosawa. He glanced at Kurosawa and instantly forgot the embarrassment just now. His two big eyes were full of admiration.

In his mind, Kurosawa summoned elves and performed the ability of fusion as if he was an omnipotent superman. For the first time in his young life, he knew that people could be so powerful and fly into the sky and hide in the ground.

As for the ugly uncle next to Kurosawa, he didn't even look at him. He was far inferior to this big brother named Kurosawa.

"Hello, Xiaolong."

Kurosawa stood up from his seat, walked to his side and squatted down, keeping the same height as the child.

"Big. Big." The boy opened his mouth and was about to say something, but suddenly he was speechless as if he stuttered.

However, the more anxious he was, the more his mouth was like a knot, and his eyes became red with anxiety.

Kurosawa noticed the admiration in the boy's eyes before, and couldn't help but feel emotional. He rubbed his head and his tone became gentle.

"It's okay, don't rush, talk slowly."

He suddenly thought of himself many years ago.

That thin figure, when he could watch the game on the day of the game, he wanted to stick to the bulky TV and look at the elf masters who showed their skills with longing.

Maybe at that time, if he had the opportunity to see the players on TV, he would be so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Thinking of this, his smile became softer.

Perhaps it was Kurosawa's smile that worked. The little boy gradually panted for a few seconds and slowly calmed down.

"Big brother, I like you! You must win this time!"

"When you lost before, I cried for a long time because people in the class said you were not as good as that ugly uncle."

"Well, thank you for your support, brother will win this time."

Kurosawa rubbed his head again, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

Lost that time? Could it be the ugly uncle?

Kurosawa secretly turned his head to look at Ji Qingwen who was signing autographs and taking photos with fans beside him, with a slight smile on his lips.

So close, he must have heard it clearly.

Kurosawa glanced at his face pretending to be calm, as if he heard the sound of countless arrows piercing his heart.