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March Into Hell

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

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"Alright," Aiko said, nodding to Nakata, "then I'll take the liberty of starting the hosting."

"Hos..." Nakata Hideo's face turned red as he stammered and nodded, "Host! Please!"

"Host! The host!! Host it!!" Zhou Cheng's veins bulged instantly, "You're totally doing this on purpose, aren't you!!"

Nakata Hideo looked innocent, "Language, not good, I."

Zhou Cheng: "Pretending!"

After another smile, Aiko pressed the microphone on her collar and stood up crisply with a "click," accompanied by the distinctive rustle of the military uniform.

"The team selection for the 21-6 period is about to begin, please quiet down for a moment."

Hearing this graceful and composed voice, everyone stopped talking and looked toward the center of the training field.

Aiko nodded slightly to the entire audience:

"Thank you for your cooperation and even more so for the presence of our two judges.