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C87: Pink fool?

[Zhang Yi POV]

As the game publically started. I, along with other beans, rushed forward like crazy.

Each level has a time limit, it's a race to reach the goal before time meets its maker or the number of players who can advance is met. Anyone who doesn't make it gets eliminated.

I desired to get there as soon as possible.

This level, called the Rushing door, features a set of doors on the way. Some are real, while others are fake.

It's a piece of pure luck. But some call it a part of skill. Luck is mysterious. Some use it for shifting blame, while others ignore it when it comes to the result they desire and get it.

Some players ran straight into the wrong doors, but I found the correct one several times.

Once someone finds the right door, the rest of us would all swarm toward it.

It wasn't just a race, though—players could also grab onto each other.

The scene quickly became a chaotic mess.

In the crowd, I could hear people shouting.

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"Hey! Stop pulling me, bro!"

"Who's this pineapple-head guy with spiky hair? He's going to yank my pants off!"

"Why are all these places so crowded?"

"Who is the watermelon baby, wobbling in the path"

"Move it, man, let me through! Stop blocking the way like an ass!"

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Jelly beans in all blooms were packed tight, stacked against each other. Everyone scrambled toward the doors, despairing to be left behind.

It reminded me of those days.

Greenhorn year, I never knew about takeout spots. So I always had to rush to the cafeteria. In the afternoon, students from every building will rush there. Likewise, now.

The audience outside was watching. They couldn't resist pulling out some Hua Seeds and began munching on them.

[3rd person POV]

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"Haha! That guy with the look of a hot dog is sent flying!"

"This is funny!"

"The physics engine makes them bounce like rubber!"

"Yeah, and the way they hob onto the walls."

"I have to try this myself."

"Let's team up and play!"

"Team? Doesn't seem like teamwork matters much in this game. It's all about skills."

"Actually, it matters. There's a team competition later. If we can make it through, we'll all be on the same side."

"Oh, that's cool. Let's give it a shot."

The crowd in the Neon game area crunched seed as they stuck to the big screen, watching Jelly men and women of all incredulous sizes wobble. I couldn't help but pull out my phone to join in. It was too tempting.

At the same time, I noticed players from other areas were gathering around, curious about the pulping excitement. Some even found space both outside to sit and inside to join in to play on their own phones, not wanting to miss out on the fun happening around.

This also left the staff of other manufacturers in shock.

[Shifting perspective]

At this moment, the first level of JellyMan at the Neon Games booth was in full swing. There were less than ten spots left. Those who were eliminated were about to be weeded out.

"Lao Zhang! Hurry up, I'll hold *** back!" I shouted, successfully entering this round in the Neon game exhibition area. I glanced at the two hamburgers next to me, realizing there was just one spot left. Without hesitation, I made a decision.

"Let go! Let go of me! Lao Song, you're holding me!" Zhang Yi yelled in despair, clutching his phone. His expression was a vicious mixture of despair and urgency.

Many recognized our pair—Zhang Yi and me (Song Ren). After all, Zhuge's clever moves back in the Three Kingdoms were still fresh in everyone's memory.

At the same time, Chen Xu, who had been watching the game, captured this moment on screen and broadcasted it on the big display. Showing our brotherly aura to everyone.

"Moments ago, it was a scene full of friendship. But when only a spot was left, it was every man for himself, with teammates betraying each other to cross the finish line..."

Once in a determined voice, he declared, "Go on, leave without me!"

The next moment, he tripped him to leave without him...

The Elimination screen zoomed out after the level ended. Our team logo finally showed up. We were teammates, and everyone concluded with a knowing smile.

The crowd burst out laughing. Mocking their own species.

This confirms the saying: 'Don't fear godlike foes, but be wary of teammates who act like pigs! You can stay cautious of such teammates, but rest easy when there's pig-like trust.'

However, some eyes lit up. What had happened seemed to open a new door of possibilities!

Apparently, JellyMan allowed for tactical plays!

Wang Han, who stood beside us, looked at me and Zhang Yi, wordlessly.

"You guys are something else," she muttered.

Zhang Yi glared at me with bitterness.

"My bad, bro!" I said, blushing, owning up to my mistake.

As the game continued, the Neon Games area got filled to the brim with all sorts of desperate voices.

Even players who hadn't been matched learned that munching melon is better than joining in the circus. They successfully seemed to relax and let go, absorbed by the atmosphere.

Normally, I would feel embarrassed to shout with people around. But with everyone doing it, I get it. Even if I do it, no one will notice me.

Especially when the players hit two special levels: The Jump Zack's and the Bricky Braa Party.

The noise got louder.

In these two levels, we had to jump to avoid obstacles and a spinning roulette that moved faster and faster, reducing our space to move.

This led to countless victims.

Some players discovered unique tricks, and grabbed other players with their kinky hands, making it impossible for other to dodge.

In an instant, the jelly avatars turned into gatekeepers.

"Amazing!"

"Brilliant!"

Wang Han, Zhang Yi, and I transformed into cheerleaders, excitedly rooting for others.

At that moment, Wang Han successfully made it to the final level, a stage called Honeycomb Maze.

Honestly, that was unexpected.

The instructions were simple. The floor beneath us would disappear with each step, and we'd fall to the next layer.

There were eight layers, not counting where we started.

If we fell past the eighth floor, we'd land in the slime below.

This also left the staff of other game manufacturers in shock.

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