Su Hang was taken aback. The meaning was that if someone bullied him and he couldn't handle it, using this token would make someone rush over to back him up? Was that even possible?
Unfortunately, it was a one-time use item. Otherwise, Su Hang would have wanted to try it right away. He didn't really believe that such a miraculous thing existed, where someone would come to his aid for no reason.
Then he thought, the message said that this token was Wei Xiaobao's treasure for survival. Did Wei Xiaobao have such a thing? He had never heard of it.
But, upon further reflection, Wei Xiaobao, born into poverty, a poor nobody, how could he have become a high-ranking official, enjoyed all the glory, and even married seven wives? It must have been because of a bunch of powerful allies, right?
From Mao Shiba to Hai Dafu, from Emperor Kangxi to Chen Jinan, from the One-Armed Nun to the Dragon King, at critical moments, a powerful figure would always come to his rescue. Could it really be the work of this token?
Whether it was or not, since it was a gift from the system, it probably wasn't a fake. Su Hang put the token away, turned off the light, and left the dormitory to find a place to practice the lightness skill he had just learned.
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Saturday, at the Green Ox Hotel.
Red flags were flying, the crowd was dense, drums were beating, and firecrackers were exploding. The hotel entrance was packed, with a tall stage in the center. The media from Chengdu had already arrived, and the flashbulbs were popping non-stop. Accompanied by explosive music, a group of bikini-clad women walked around the stage, drawing cheers from the audience.
The host took the stage, holding a microphone and delivering a long speech. The first Jinding Cup World Eating Contest officially began. This time, the Jinding Group had spared no expense, aiming to promote Jinding's culinary culture.
On the stage, nine large cauldrons were filled with hot dogs, steaming and fragrant, the smell wafting far and wide. Many children were quietly swallowing their saliva.
The rules were simple: a tournament-style competition, with a ten-minute limit. Whoever ate the most hot dogs would stand on the stage until the next challenger ate more, reclaiming the stage. The last person standing would be the champion of the Chengdu region.
A month later, the final would be held in Beijing, the headquarters of the Jinding Group. Not only would the champions from each region participate, but also many international contestants. The prize would be nearly 1 million RMB, plus a 1.5 million RMB apartment in the city where the champion lived, under the Jinding Group.
This alone was enough to drive many people crazy. Just looking at the large crowd today, it was clear that the Jinding Group's event planning was a huge success.
This was just a regional event, with a prize of only 100,000 RMB, yet it had already attracted so many people. With the continuous media coverage, the event would only gain more attention.
...
"Where is Su Hang? Why hasn't he come yet?"
The competition had been going on for over two hours, and the person standing on the stage was a bald, muscular man with a large belly, like a pregnant woman, and a black dragon tattoo on his shoulder, looking quite intimidating.
The host introduced him as Hu Tonghua, a slaughterhouse worker. Just a moment ago, he had eaten fifty hot dogs in ten minutes, dethroning the previous champion.
The audience marveled at his feat. They had seen people who could eat a lot, but never anyone who could eat so much. Fifty hot dogs—how many could an average person eat? Seeing the man's enormous belly, few would believe it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.
In the crowd, Qin Shiyu looked around but couldn't find Su Hang, feeling a bit anxious. At this point, few people were challenging the stage. If nothing unexpected happened, today's champion would be Hu Tonghua. After all, how many people could eat fifty hot dogs?
"Don't worry," Shuai Yu said calmly. "The big shot always comes last. He and Shrimp Brother are changing clothes in the hotel. Shrimp Brother said he should come out last to make a big impact."
"Changing clothes? What kind of clothes?" Qin Shiyu asked, puzzled.
Shuai Yu shrugged. "The kid doesn't want to draw attention, so Shrimp Brother is helping him think of a way. Anyway, Shrimp Brother is quite optimistic about him."
Qin Shiyu didn't say anything more, her beautiful eyes returning to the stage.
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"Truly impressive, ten minutes, fifty hot dogs. I've never seen anything like it. Mr. Hu Tonghua has set a new record with fifty hot dogs in ten minutes. Is there anyone else who wants to challenge him? Hurry up, if not, Mr. Hu will be today's champion."
"100,000 RMB, folks. Today's champion not only gets 100,000 RMB but will also participate in the World Eating Contest in a month, competing for a million RMB."
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. A nobody can become a high-flying rich man today. Who else? Who else? Registered contestants, come on up!"
"Those who haven't registered, if you're confident you can beat Mr. Hu, you can also come up."
...
The host was having a great time on stage, but there was little response from the audience. Everyone was stunned by the competition, especially Hu Tonghua's eating, which was terrifying. Who would dare to challenge him?
Fifty hot dogs in ten minutes, just watching made one's stomach hurt. Most people would be stuffed to death. Several overconfident challengers had already been carried away on stretchers and taken to the ambulances on the side.
Hu Tonghua wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth, patted his round belly, and looked down at the audience with disdain. His eyes seemed to say, "You weaklings, come on, if you dare!"
At that moment, familiar music suddenly played, drawing everyone's attention to the edge of the stage.
"God of Gamblers?"
Many people whispered. The music was the same as when the God of Gamblers appeared in the movie, quite explosive.
At the edge of the stage, a man in black, accompanied by several bikini-clad women, quickly walked up the stage. He wore a half-mask with a beast pattern, covering the upper half of his face, making it impossible to see his features.
"Wow, Shrimp Brother really knows how to play. Setting up such a grand entrance for this kid, is he making a movie? This is some serious showing off." Seeing the black-clad man, Shuai Yu in the audience almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though the man was wearing a mask, just by his build, he could recognize him instantly—it was definitely Su Hang.