Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2219 The King of Crusade (Part 4)
Is this what they mean by "there's no room for error" in life?

One wrong step can lead to utter ruin.

The gatekeeper, who had been so serious, announced the results to the eliminated individuals, but then immediately proceeded with the elimination process.

Faced with such changes, Fu Qian couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

what--

No matter how sweet the female doorman's smile was, it couldn't soothe her emotions.

Along with the body parts, screams erupted incessantly.

The nightmare-like confusion on everyone's faces was swept away by this powerful impact.

Driven by the will to survive, two of the remaining three seemed to have remembered that the door was open.

With terrified screams, it was already running desperately towards the door.

"Thank you for coming."

However, the fastest runner found himself facing another person the next moment, a male gatekeeper whose smile wasn't even sweet.

After expressing his sincere gratitude, the latter also reached out and gently embraced the woman who looked to be no more than twenty years old.

Until now, it seems that something can no longer be hidden.

Ecstasy, relief, and emotion... an overwhelming surge of joy burst forth from that face.

The purity of it is so profound that just one glance is enough to conjure up a story of lifelong devotion, culminating in the final embrace of a young lover—if only blood hadn't been splattered on it.

The young woman, stiff with embracing pain, ripped apart like parchment along with her elegant coat.

In an instant, all parts of his body turned into thick blood and spurted out.

Judging from the hugger's reaction, it was clear that she took it as a lover's embrace, and tears were actually falling in her blissful state.

"Thank you for coming."

At the same time, his colleague had already dealt with another runaway loser, and then stood in front of the last person, softly thanking him.

"Yes...yes, this is exactly what I wanted, it's fantastic...it's fantastic!"

This person was not only about the same age as her, but it seemed that the reason he didn't run away was not because he was too scared to move, but because he was also enjoying the moment.

Completely disregarding the imminent threat, amidst the fervent cheers, the final survivor even squatted down, picked up a finger from the ground, and chewed it directly in his mouth.

Oh?
The female doorman paused her embrace for a moment, then looked in their direction, her eyes sparkling with affection.

……

So, is this the awakening of a bloodthirsty desire within?
Although he noticed the gatekeeper's actions out of the corner of his eye, Fu Qian had no intention of exchanging glances with him; he simply sized up this unusual contestant.

It's not surprising to break through one's limits under pressure, especially when one is in a dream-like state that is even more direct and direct towards one's true self.

Although, in Fu Qian's opinion, such an evaluation might even belittle the contestant in front of him.

Sparse eyebrows, a dark and thin build, and even sparse hair...

The only remaining candidate is undoubtedly the least attractive one among them.

Given their age and lack of advantages, it's not surprising that they faced immense psychological pressure along the way.

But appearances can be deceiving. This person's level might be even higher than the one mentioned earlier—not quite intoxicated.

It's clear he's trying very hard to act, but he still hesitates a little when it comes to chewing on the flesh and blood of his own kind.

Indeed, the observation before payment suggests that the performance element is quite strong.

It's not that I'm too weak; it's that the pressure has caused a change in my psychological state.

On the contrary, this series of actions was likely driven by a strong will.

Perhaps he didn't understand why he was in this predicament, but faced with the harsh reality, he seemed to finally understand what the correct answer to the interview question should have been: "Have you ever killed someone, or fantasized about killing someone?"

The answer to this question should obviously be yes.

And he is now doing just that with his actions.

……

"It seems a competitor has emerged. What do you think, Ariel?"

And it seemed that the attempt to survive against all odds was actually effective. The two gatekeepers, covered in blood, surrounded the last man without making a move, while both turning their heads to look at him.

It seems that due to the outstanding performance of those who were eliminated, the previous decision is being reconsidered, and the parties involved are even being specifically asked to express their opinions.

"good."

To be honest, this is an extremely difficult question to answer.

Whether it's praise, criticism, or even silence, it's easily interpreted as a guilty conscience, overshadowing the previous "firmness."

However, despite being invited, Fu Qian glanced at his competitors and still gave a positive review quite naturally.

Because it's really good.

Perhaps the dream state had an added advantage, but for an ordinary person, such a response and even decision-making is already quite good - pfft!

With a strange sound, the finger in the mouth of the excellent but eliminated contestant was spat back onto the ground.

Along with it came teeth, tongue, and red and white brain matter...

It was as if a violent cough sent him flying.

His head was nothing but skin and bones. The next moment, he collapsed limply, buried in the pile of "food" he had been craving.

“I also think it’s good, but it’s a pity there’s only one spot, and the candidate has already been decided.”

Only then did the female gatekeeper withdraw her hand from the back of the other person's head, and sighed with regret.

"Mr. Ariel is truly outstanding."

They even made sure to explain their predicament.

……

Do you even need to say that?

Upon receiving recognition once again, he didn't even bother with polite formalities.

He was not surprised by the result, although he did not quite buy into the claim that "the candidate had already been decided."

From what I can tell, the promise may not have carried much weight for these two people, and they were indeed making a new choice just now.

As for why the last contestant still lost, the reason is simple—he answered the questions too quickly.

That's right, commenting on competitors can easily turn sour no matter what you say, but actually what you say isn't that important.

Spending more time hesitating about what to say because you're afraid of revealing your ignorance is a sign of not being "firm" enough.

Answering questions quickly is the key.

By actually doing so, he undoubtedly destroyed his brother's last glimmer of hope.

As for such outstanding talents, even if they are eliminated, why not lend a hand to help them?
Honestly, if it really is the situation you're thinking of, and considering those outsiders who were turned into human dolls, sometimes death is better than life.

"Please accept this."

Perhaps it was this unwavering determination that was so dazzling that the female gatekeeper, who had not received a response the next moment, instantly became serious and solemn, perfectly replicating her expression from their first meeting.

Ignoring the bloodstains on her body, she took something out and handed it over.

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