"May I ask why you always receive the most special treatment from the organizer..."

"Excuse me……"

Amid a blast from the microphone, Su Mingan coughed.

Seeing his actions, the reporters who were still asking questions instantly stopped talking. They knew that as long as Su Ming'an was willing to speak, everything would be easy to talk about. No matter which question the other party answered, as long as they spoke, they would have a lot of money.

Something to write.

...And at this juncture, as long as you have a little bit of connection with the other party, even a pig can fly into the sky.

Some reporters have fully turned on the screen recording mode and plan to record the entire process.

"About my special treatment..." Su Mingan's words instantly refreshed the reporters.

Sure enough, if you don't speak, it will be a blockbuster. The first player just doesn't speak, and the answer is the most explosive question!

The microphone was pushed closer, and a pair of shining eyes stared at him like a treasure.

Su Mingan tilted his head.

The sound of singing surrounded his ears, and he did not expect that the group of people would start singing together again.

"Player No. 1, may I ask you..."

Seeing that Su Mingan stopped talking again, the reporters instantly became anxious.

Su Mingan turned around.

"...About the reason why I was treated specially by the organizer." He said.

The microphone came closer.

"It's because I'm the number one player," he said.

"……ah?"

People looked at each other, not expecting such an answer.

"...Because I am their strongest player, so I deserve special treatment." Su Mingan continued:

"The reason is this, it's very simple."

He said and called out: "Xiao Na, let's go."

Suddenly the woman parted the crowd, like Moses parting the sea, and approached him with a smile.

"Hey, wait a minute, player number one, regarding your forum reply on December 4th..."

"Player No. 1, can you reveal what special privileges the organizer has given you..."

"Wait, player number one, you haven't explained it clearly yet..."

The reporters behind him immediately swarmed up to him, like wild dogs that had caught meat, trying to stop him.

In the midst of this, Xiaona walked to his side, like pushing away the tide, and the people around him were naturally pushed away by an invisible gentle force.

In her hands, white light shines brightly.

When Su Mingan opened his eyes again, he saw a giant transparent glass wall...and seats and people as densely packed as stars below.

Xiaona's direct teleportation allowed him to reach his room.

He looked out the window through the transparent glass wall.

... If you want to expose what he just said and question him, you can only do it by truly defeating him and becoming the next number one player.

And this premise is impossible to realize.

And before that.

There will be people who will take him as their goal, take him as their beacon, take him as their enemy... and strive to the end.

...and he is happy to see people making progress.

"Please rest here for a while."

Beside him, a smiling Xiaona brought him fruit: "Our auction will start later."

Su Mingan was sitting on the sofa and suddenly heard the group of people finished singing and started shouting again.

"Su, Ming, An!"

"Fuck the organizer, fight the boss rabbit!"

"Su, Ming, An!"

"Fuck the organizer, fight the boss rabbit!"

"Oh!! Okay"

Cheers came and went, resounding in every corner of the venue.

People were chanting, their faces glowing red, as if they were not even happy about the New Year. A concert-like joyous atmosphere filled the air among them, and some people had already taken out their glow sticks and started waving them.

Su Mingan looked at this scene and sighed: "It's too stupid."

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaona came up with a smile.

"I feel really lucky for my choice." Su Mingan said: "This group of people... simply don't know how to live or die."

"Yes." Xiaona nodded, her smile unchanged:

"Of course you made the right choice

…Dear Ones in Power.”

…

In bursts of rhythm, shouts gathered people's voices, echoing in the lively venue.

A woman wearing a kimono and a black sword at her waist slowly walked through the bright red player area in front of the board.

She looked up and saw how excited the people were. Listening to their words, she felt her heart skip a beat.

The influence of the joint group's momentum seems to be too great.
Chapter completed!