Mystery Makes Me Strong

"How to hold a lively and interesting event?"

Shan Zifan published this question in his office.

"I know this, the ancients have had this experience for a long time." One person rushed to answer.

"Say."

"It is said that in ancient times, there was a king who married a beautiful concubine, but the concubine never smiled. In order to get the concubine to smile, he ordered the beacon towers to be lit, and the princes from all over came to rescue one after another. The chaotic and lively scene finally made the concubine smile. Wan Er smiled..."

The story of King You of Zhou and Bao Si?

Wen Rensheng thought in his heart, this is probably the most powerful licking dog, licking off a country and his own life.

Naturally, the "prostitute" is a shameless self-justification and framing of the literati, but it is true that it is impossible to lick a dog and die.

"Well, yes, yes, let's try sending an air defense alert for the whole city first." Shan Zifan ordered directly.

"However, is it necessary to give an advance notice to avoid a stampede accident?" Lang Yini, who was following him, suggested.

"Oh, in the story of the ancient king, did the king inform the princes in advance, this is just a joke?" Shan Zifan did not answer her question, but asked the crowd.

"No, if they had been notified in advance, how could the princes have brought so many soldiers and acted so realistically?" Someone laughed.

"This?" Lang Yini stopped talking.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man of the prophet suddenly frowned: "No, if you do this, you will fail. The event must be lively, but there must be no innocent casualties."

Wen Rensheng's heart moved slightly.

He originally thought that the other party was summoning Xiao Huan, and this restriction further proved his guess.

Other foreign objects do not have this restriction.

The only one that has this kind of restriction can only be Xiao Huan.

Xiao Huan naturally likes real liveliness, and the reason for this is of course because of his restrictions.

As for why he restricts Xiao Huan like this, of course, he can't take human life as entertainment.

And why he can't use human life as entertainment, one is his inner moral restraint, and the other is...

Wen Rensheng was thoughtful.

Shan Zifan frowned when he heard the words.

Lang Yini seemed relieved: "That's how it should be. If saving the world is at the cost of hurting innocent people, let's destroy them together."

Wen Rensheng looked at her, but he didn't expect this one to be quite character.

He thought that the people who worked in the Department of Penalties and Penalties had long since become hard-hearted.

Wait, maybe it's just a show?

"Mr. Wen, how do you think this event should be held?"

Wen Rensheng could of course call Xiao Huan out directly.

But thinking about it carefully, that guy may not be so obedient now.

She seems to have entered a period of rebelliousness, and she has to do everything against him.

If you can't call it out, it will be too embarrassing.

"Well, get more toys, sweets, fireworks, sports events..." Wen Rensheng tried his best to describe Xiao Huan's favorite scene before.

"Teacher Wen deserves to be a top-level consultant, and he came up with such a complete plan casually." Shan Yifan said with admiration.

Wen Rensheng has long been immune to such low-level flattery.

After all, the whole world here revolves around him, so there's really nothing to get excited about.

Just, is it really so?

Of course he understood that it wasn't.

There is also a power hidden in the shadows - the omniscience of chaos, its power is the most important, and it controls the final outcome and future.

The voice said that the answer to all problems is hidden in this world, and there is a way to make Chaos Omniscient to close his eyes forever.

Then let yourself find out.

Thinking like this, he cooperated with the Department of Prudence and Punishment to organize a huge event in the largest stadium.

The stadium can accommodate 150,000 people and has hosted two World Games.

The executors of the event were the 75,643 prisoners they had urgently transferred from various places, all of whom had been sentenced to death and were waiting to be executed in the autumn.

As for why these people are used instead of professionals, the Department of Prudential Penalty has its own considerations.

First, these people are more motivated. Second, if there are any problems, such as summoning some demons, they won’t suffer too many losses and can be suppressed. Third, they don’t need to pay wages.

Such large-scale activities consume billions of dollars.

If it turns out to be a scam in the end, they can also exchange blood collectively.

Wen Rensheng felt that for these people, the third rule was the most important.

…………

"Do it now, the eighth set of radio gymnastics."

As the broadcast sounded, in the stadium, tens of thousands of people did exercises together, and the scene was spectacular.

It must be lively enough.

After the exercise, the atmosphere was already heated up.

Then there are all kinds of ball games.

"Look at how hard they are. If the players all choose from here, it would be too easy to qualify. If they are out of the line, they will die. If they don't, they will continue to execute as usual." Shan Zifan was on the high platform, holding a telescope, while Watch and say.

Wen Rensheng sat beside him and smiled slightly.

"It's impossible, it sounds like a layman." A sports consultant next to him laughed.

"Why?" Shan Zifan was not very happy.

"After the death row inmates are on the court, they will only choose the simplest method: threatening the referee and the opponent's players. If they don't lose to them, everyone will die together." The sports consultant shook his head.

Wen Rensheng nodded, this is what the professionals think.

On the court, if you want to kill deliberately, it is not difficult, and players who have often dealt with various injuries in their careers definitely understand this.

It simply does not exist to expect death row inmates to earn their way out through hard training and fighting spirit.

How much can an adult get from a short practice session under great pressure?

How does it compare to the scientific training of pro players from an early age?

"It's because I'm small." When Shan Zifan heard this, shouldn't that be the case?

Death row prisoners must use their profession to compete with professionals.

They are not stupid, they are good at ferocity and crime, not football.

"In that case, the next activity, let's have dinner." He said grimly.

Others are a little bit confused.

Only Wen Rensheng could guess what the other party was going to do.

Coming soon to a new event.

In the stadium, rearrange the scene.

One by one closed buildings similar to haunted houses appeared.

After appearing ~www.wuxiamtl.com~, someone drove the condemned prisoners and walked inside.

"What is this for?" the sports consultant asked curiously.

"It's very simple, their old line, ten go in and one come out, I believe they will be driven by their instincts to perform exciting, real and interesting shows." Shan Zifan said, connecting the video to everyone.

In the video, there are situations in those buildings.

"Of the ten of you, only one can survive. Now use the settings and rules in the scene to find tools and work hard to survive!"

"Use your blood and life to save the world!"

As the radio sounded, the death row inmates moved quickly.

They have all been trained for the scene to look good.

If there is no training, it will definitely be a mess, and it will only give people a headache.

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