Tianguanzhi

Chapter 120 Double Standards
Everyone started discussing it in a lively atmosphere, and the broadcast camera also showed the competition venue.

Giant crawler cranes dumped hundreds of tons of mechanical waste onto the grassland. As far as the eye could see, most of them were broken carcasses of various colors, rusty structures that could no longer recognize their original appearance, power chain saws without teeth, broken tracks and deflated rubber tires.

The organizers of the Fanqi Cup prepared a total of four garbage dumps, which allowed eight players to compete in garbage games at the same time. Because Gu Jianqiu was No. 16, he had to wait until the second half to play.

The dressing room was much more spacious. The first eight contestants were already preparing to enter, including Ding Ziang and Zhen Ding. One of them was number 3 and the other was number 7, and they did not bump into each other.

Gu Jianqiu glanced to his left and squinted his eyes. There was a tall man covered in a gray robe with a dark blue tattoo on his face. It was the number 17 that he had drawn.

"..."

The other party seemed to be unaware of his gaze and kept his eyes closed. However, Gu Jianqiu stared at him straight, even his eyes were not sharp.

After a long time, a plump figure blocked Gu Jianqiu's sight. He looked up somewhat at a loss. Solong Gaowa slightly raised the ice beer in her hand, and her lips raised a graceful arc.

"Thank you, sir."

Suolong Gaowa sat next to Gu Jianqiu honestly and stammered, "I can't, please show mercy."

Gu Jianqiu took the beer, smiled and nodded.

The pace of the rematch suddenly became faster. After the contestants appeared one by one, the host briefly introduced the rules of the garbage match, and the match entered the countdown.

“If two players like the same piece of trash, how do they decide which one belongs to them?”

Fu Lemei looked up at the huge screen and suddenly had this question, which she spoke out subconsciously.

"This happens occasionally." Gu Yiqiu took the initiative to explain: "The organizer will give the contestants unique digital stickers. When the contestants take a fancy to the components they need, they just need to stick the stickers on them. If two people take a fancy to a component at the same time, the ownership will naturally belong to the one who moves faster. But please note that according to the rules of the garbage competition, once the required components are selected, the organizer will weigh them on the spot, and the total weight of all the garbage selected by each contestant cannot exceed 50 tons. And every component must be used, otherwise they will be directly judged as the loser. Therefore, the heart welding masters are still very cautious when selecting garbage in the venue."

Fu Lemei finally understood and bowed to Gu Yiqiu, saying, "Thank you, Senior Brother Gu, for clearing up my confusion."

"You are Welcome."

Gu Yi Qiu nodded calmly.

As the host counted down to zero, the contestants entered the venue in pairs, and the bright red numbers in the venue began to jump. The total time was two hours.

As a seeded player, Ding Ziang was the first to attract the attention of the host. As soon as he entered the venue, wearing full protective clothing, he ran straight to the huge mountain of garbage. After picking and choosing, making a lot of noise, about ten minutes later, Ding Ziang finally selected a tracked vehicle that was more than two meters high. Its appearance was relatively intact, but the suspension position was empty, the gun barrel was missing, and there were several large holes in the outer shell.

It is not difficult to imagine that this tank lost its kinetic energy after the cockpit was penetrated by armor-piercing weapons, and the valuable parts and weapons on the tank were removed, leaving only the bloated structure.

He put a No. 3 sticker on the tank, opened the helmet cover, and took the initiative to explain to the camera: "If I'm not mistaken, this thing is a Tiger-type tank destroyer equipped by the local defense forces in the last century. This is a good thing. If it is more complete, there will be many collectors willing to pay a high price for it in the second-hand market."

The photographer also began to take close-ups of him and the tank.

"I just checked this tank destroyer. Unfortunately, there is no ammunition on it. The engine has been removed, but the structure and transmission shaft are basically intact. I just need to re-weld the outer shell and find a few explosion-proof individual engine devices to replace it. This tank destroyer will be able to operate normally. If I'm lucky, this won't take long. Wish me good luck."

"not that simple."

Gu Yi Qiu immediately refuted Ding Ziang on the screen.

"The military police's explosion-proof exoskeleton weighs no more than five or six tons, but even the oldest model of tank destroyer weighs more than ten or twenty tons. The engines of the two may be similar in shape, but they are not the same thing at all. Ding Ziang should want to connect several engines in parallel so that there is enough power to start the tank destroyer. But this will test the welding skills of the heart."

"This guy is very knowledgeable!"

A fat man in a melon-shaped hat in the back row approached with a smile: "The odds haven't been closed yet, do you want to bet a few times?"

Gu Yiqiu was stunned: "What is the odds?"

"Ding Ziang has odds of 1 to 0.6, and his opponent has odds of 1 to 2.5. Who do you think will win?"

"This……"

Gu Yi Qiu hesitated for a moment.

"Hey, Fatty Qian!"

Taoist priest Shukaku raised her hand, and a bright red coin flew between her nails. She flicked her wrist, and the coin hit the chest of the fat man in the melon-shaped hat: "Buy me a coin. And a bottle of beer, you know the brand." "No problem!"

Fatty Qian sang a yes and ran quickly.

"Master, you? Didn't Zhenwu quit gambling?"

Gu Yi Qiu was a little stunned.

After spending these days together, the candidates have gotten to know this Doumu Palace employee, a quasi-Level II Heavenly Official, a little better, and they know that Taoist Priest Shukaku is not as sweet as he appears.

Shukaku spread his hands and said, "When you are out, you should do things cheaply! Why not take the free money?"

"Master Shukaku! Master Shukaku! Your vote!"

The fat man ran back with a smile on his face. Seeing how familiar he and Shukaku seemed, it was clear that this was not the first time this woman had placed a bet with him.

Seeing the complicated expressions of many candidates, Shukaku held the receipt and said confidently: "Small gambling is fun, big gambling is harmful to the body. Do you think traveling in space is cool? Being a space official is very short of money. Some poor space officials can't even pay the parking fee of the space station! What do you little brats know."

……

In the other camera, Zhending wandered around the garbage mountain in a daze, rummaging through it from time to time, and muttered something in a low voice. Suddenly, his eyes focused, and he pulled out a complete manganese steel box from under a truck shell. It was marked with explosives. Zhending excitedly used a wrench to open the manganese steel box, and a spring monkey toy jumped out of it.

"Shut up!"

The audience booed.

Zhending gave a bitter smile and had to turn around to look for other usable parts.

Although the organizers of the Fanqi Cup claimed that all the garbage was purchased at low prices from space recycling stations, the strict supervision never plays with reality, and many of the scenes captured by the camera were deliberately designed by the organizers.

boom!
An explosion sparked more than three meters high in front of the camera, and one contestant was blown away, his head tilted, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

"Competitors should be extra careful when picking up garbage. There is no shortage of highly dangerous chemicals and explosives in the garbage dump. If you are unlucky, your life may be in danger."

The host gave a serious reminder.

About forty minutes passed, and the eight contestants made different progress. Ding Ziang was the fastest. He first cut a suitable armor plate from a scrapped engineering vehicle and repaired the shell of the tank. He then removed several scrapped engines from the scrapped carrot body, re-welded the cylinders, and connected them to the drive shaft of the tank in parallel with the same transmission beam. After several adjustments, he actually succeeded in starting the tank.

His opponent saw this and gave up with a wry smile. With one hour left, he could only piece together an antique explosion-proof soldier, which weighed less than two tons at most. Facing a tank destroyer weighing nearly 20 tons, it was no different from a paper shell. Even if Ding Ziang did not plan to equip the tank with any weapons, the impact alone was enough to crush his soldier.

"Six thousand dollars!"

Shukaku cheered quietly, and many candidates were also tempted. Seeing this, Fatty Qian simply approached each candidate one by one, persuading them to place a bet. The first one he found was Fu Lemei.

"I have no money."

Fu Lemei spread her hands, and Fatty Qian didn't bother to argue with her. He smiled and went to look for someone else.

"No, you can't."

Seeing that some candidates were about to pay, Master Shukaku suddenly shook his head.

"Does Doumu Palace have any regulations in this regard?"

Fu Lemei asked softly.

"The Doumu Palace has no regulations, but I am still a director of the Haitang National Martial Arts Association. I have the responsibility to support the moral conduct of young martial artists registered with the association. Gambling is one of the thirty-six behaviors that the National Martial Arts Association does not encourage. If the situation is serious, I will report it to the association and criticize the offending disciple."

The candidates looked at each other in silence.

Shukaku said sternly: "Listen to my uncle's advice, you can't control it."

After Shukaku said that, everyone naturally stopped arguing. Fatty Qian was not angry either, and still had a smiling face. He just handed his business card to the young candidates who were obviously interested and said, "When you pass the official Tianguan license and have the opportunity to come to McDonald's, remember to contact me. Then, Master Shukaku will not restrict you."

Shukaku looked as if he was in a trance, turning a deaf ear to Fatty Qian's words, and obviously agreed.