No strange things are allowed to evolve!

There are people who are wary of Jiang Shuren, but very few.

The man and woman who had just emerged from the incubation facility in the far corner were such people, and their strength was not weak even in the final arena.

One of the men said with great interest, "I didn't see him last time, but I'm lucky this time."

The woman replied, "Be careful. Although I haven't fought him, I have fought Head Itch, and I've also asked Head Itch about him. I feel that he's not as bad as the rumors say. I have reason to believe that he shouldn't have lost the match you reviewed for me last time."

"Is that so?" The man chuckled. "Then I'd better be careful."

"Okay." The woman nodded and didn't say anything more. "Then I'll be going now."

"Go."

After saying that, the woman lowered her head and walked through the crowd, leaving the confrontation incubation site and brushing past Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu noticed her, but didn't pay much attention, as if he didn't recognize her.

But what she didn't know was that while she was observing Jiang Shu, Jiang Shu had already noticed her.

Sister Shui Shui earns points in the high-level arena and then gives them to someone in the ultimate arena.

She doesn't generate points; she's just a transferor of points.

Thinking this, Jiang Shu subconsciously looked in the direction she had come from and saw a man smiling and waving at her.

The perennial runner-up in the final round, Sugar Knight, huh...?

He does seem to be quite different from other people.

However, Jiang Shu only glanced at it before looking away.

Whether the other party has figured something out or not, as long as they don't interfere with my scoring, it's none of my business.

I said...

Jiang Shu addressed the people whose attention was entirely on him:

"I think I just heard someone talking badly about me. I thought you guys would miss me, but I didn't expect you to be making fun of me. It really hurts me."

While this is indeed what people think and do, when it comes out of the mouth of the person involved in this way, pure bullying becomes somewhat distorted.

"Bro, isn't this a bit ambiguous? We're not that close to you, are we?" someone sneered. "Is it because you realized you're nothing in the final arena, so you've started trying to be friends with us? I still prefer the arrogant you from before."

His words were full of flippancy and disdain.

But Jiang Shu didn't care.

He got straight to the point: "As I said before, I was just careless last time, but this time I've been tempered by the high-level competition. I can only say that I'm completely different now."

Everyone understood what he meant: "So, you've come back to avenge your defeat?"

"I've been waiting for a week, just waiting for this opportunity."

Jiang Shu pulled the hoodie up over his head like Jiahao, revealing only the lower half of his face, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"I want to prove myself, not to show off how great I am, but to tell people that I will get back what I've lost!"

Everyone was silent at first, then suddenly someone said, "The lost point?" and everyone burst into laughter.

Someone immediately chimed in, asking, "You didn't just barely make it in again, did you? You're not going to have to go back and work hard for another week just for this one second of showing off after losing once or twice, are you?"

Jiang Shu shook his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone, but finally settling on the figures standing tall like stone terracotta warriors, and slowly said, "Referee."

He wanted to call the referee over to verify his credentials on the spot.

But embarrassingly, nobody paid any attention to him.

"What the hell is going on?" Jiang Shu frowned as he looked at the dozen or so referees in the final arena who had been completely oblivious to what was happening around them. "Someone come and verify their credentials."

“Sorry,” one of the nearest referees said, “we’re only responsible for our own workstations.”

Jiang Shu was somewhat embarrassed.

This caused everyone to burst into laughter again.

Many of them were even relieved that their malice towards Jiang Shu had lessened.

As Liu Haizhu said: "They're already stupid, why are you still bullying them?"

"You're making it sound so real, even requiring verification? Do you really need to verify your points? Just tell me straight, how much is a thousand and some?"

Jiang Shu pouted: "One thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight."

"I knew it, one thousand and nine hundred... how much?" The person who spoke was taken aback.

Jiang Shu simply pulled out his electronic voucher.

The number 1998 above is particularly eye-catching.

However, the crowd was not as surprised as he had imagined; instead, they were puzzled and suspicious.

"Where did you get so many points in the high-stakes arena?"

But clever people have already noticed the clues in the numbers.

"Two 999s, he and someone else with the same 999 points went all in!"

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.

This was something that had never happened before, so they didn't think of it in the first place.

After realizing that this was the only possibility, he immediately felt deep contempt for Jiang Shu.

Although not everyone present had ever participated in match-fixing or cheating, they all had some understanding of these intricacies.

They didn't believe anyone would use all their points to gamble, not even the guy who was just as annoying as Jiang Shu, but at least more generous and willing to accept the consequences of his bets.

So without a doubt, Jiang Shu must have bought points from someone else through some means to suddenly become someone with a high-level score.

Immediately, a torrent of accusations and condemnations surged forth.

"That's despicable! A score-fixing dog!"

"Do you think that once you reach 2,000 points, you can just win a few more games and qualify for the tournament?"

"Idiot, what's the point of using fake points like this?"

Jiang Shu immediately retorted seriously: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Who said this was a fake match? I won it fair and square. There are records in the high-level arena. And are you referees all blind? Can't they tell if it's a fixed match? Do you think my brother and I fixed the match, and the referee is my brother's wife? Do you think that's possible? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation."

"this..."

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

That's really unlikely.

Although they were all absolutely certain that Jiang Shu had obtained points that were disproportionate to his abilities, they did not know how he had done it, nor did they have any evidence to prove it.

However, they were certain that Jiang Shu's idea was too naive. Points are like wealth; how many points you have is not important. What's important is that you can protect them.

To enter the competitive tournament, you need to reach at least 2,300 or even 2,400 points.

Jiang Shu's current points are far from enough.

Leaving aside whether he can actually win against these people, even if he manages to win a few matches against lower-ranked opponents, what about the middle-ranked and upper-ranked opponents?

In the end, it's not just about power banks, is it?

As for those who could beat him in the upper ranks, none of them had considered the possibility.

First of all, they don't think he can win.

Secondly, assuming he really wins, it means he truly deserves to be in the top ten of the final round.

If that's the case, then he has the ability to participate in the competition, so dwelling on this issue, or even whether he fixed the match or not, becomes meaningless.

Although his actions were indeed very unpleasant.

Thinking of this, a lower-ranked player who considered himself a step above the random passerby who had taught Jiang Shu a lesson last time made a harsh statement to Jiang Shu: "These points are a waste to you, you might as well give them to me."

"Oh?" Jiang Shu looked at the person: "You're here?"

"Okay, I'll have a match with you, 100 points," the man said confidently.

"Okay." Jiang Shu responded at first, then, as if remembering something, asked doubtfully, "You really can produce it, right?"

The man was taken aback, then flew into a rage: "Who do you think you are? Everyone here has over a thousand points, what's a hundred more? You really think you can look down on everyone just because you have a few points?"

In his view, Jiang Shu's behavior was a classic example of a nouveau riche mentality, which further demonstrated his limited perspective.

Jiang Shu belatedly realized what was happening and smiled sheepishly, "It really is."

During this time, some people wanted to stop the person in the lower rank, thinking it would be safer to let the person in the middle rank handle it. However, after thinking about it, they ultimately did not speak up.

Firstly, doing so would seem like looking down on someone, and secondly, having someone from a lower level make a move would also test Jiang Shu's limits.

Winning is naturally the best outcome, but even losing isn't necessarily a bad thing.

One hundred points are not enough for Jiang Shu to qualify for the competition. He will definitely have to gamble again. However, in this way, people in the lower ranks will definitely not dare to compete with him easily. In the end, the points on Jiang Shu will fall into the pockets of other middle and upper ranks.

With fewer competitors, it's certainly a good thing.

So, after finalizing the hatchery, Jiang Shu and the lower-ranking member entered it, while the others gathered around to watch.

No one was indifferent to this, after all, it concerned who would ultimately be entitled to enjoy this plump fish.

After hearing what Sister Shui Shui said, Sugar Heart Knight, who had become interested in Jiang Shu, also came over and curiously looked at the game from among the crowd.

Just then, someone bumped into him.

Sugar Knight looked up. His opponent was also a high-ranking player, but his current score was slightly lower.

Sugar Knight hadn't seen him before.

They probably slipped in while Jiang Shu was drawing everyone's attention.

"I noticed you were staring at him the whole time. Is there something going on?" the other person asked in a low voice.

"What could be the explanation?" Sugar Knight smiled. "I didn't see him last time, but I've been hearing a lot about him these past few days, so I'm a bit curious."

The other party didn't refute, but just gave a meaningful "oh", and then looked at the ongoing game and started chatting.

"I just saw Shui Shui."

Sugar Knight immediately frowned: "So what now?"

Upon hearing this, the other party smiled and put his arm around Sugar Knight's shoulder: "I'm saying, it doesn't matter who you lose to with these points, why do you have to lose to that guy? Knowing you can't win, you still keep challenging him, isn't that just being a masochist? Why don't you give me the challenge opportunity, maybe I can help you get revenge?"

"No, I have to win myself," Sugar Knight said resolutely.

"Such a deep obsession?" The other person said with a hint of regret, "That guy is a monster. Even if you challenge him every day, he won't get tired at all. But for us, 'training the eagle' won't work anymore."

“I’m not training the eagle,” Sugar Knight replied coldly.

"I know, I know, you improve after every game, I know that, but if you improve, doesn't everyone else improve too? She's almost 5,000 points now, far ahead of us, and you deserve half the credit for that. Do you know what everyone calls you behind your back? The Money-Giving Boy."

Shut up!

"Okay, okay, I was just saying it offhand, so just take it as a casual remark. But think about it yourself. Some things you can't get just by trying. To that kind of person, if you lose to her, you're just trash, but if you win, she'll only see you as a rival. Why bother? If you ask me, Shui Shui is actually pretty good."

"Don't worry about it."

"Alright, alright, I guess I'm just being nosy, like an emperor who's more worried than a eunuch."

The other person shrugged and changed the subject:

So, who do you think will win?

Upon hearing this, Sugar Knight shifted his attention back to the game. After thinking carefully for a moment, he said, "Although Jiang Bei looked down on him, he didn't really underestimate him. The hatchery he chose is the one he's most familiar with. On the contrary, that guy was a bit careless. He was still looking at the rules before entering, which shows that he doesn't understand the hatchery at all. He lost half the battle from the start."

"Why analyze so much? I'm just asking you who you think will win." The other person scoffed, "Besides, if being familiar with the hatchery were enough to win, it would be simple."

"I don't know." Sugar Knight shook his head. "What do you think?"

"I don't know either, I don't even know this guy."

The other person seemed to find the question somewhat amusing, but after a pause, they changed the subject:

"However, he can now be described as having burned his bridges, unlike last time. This time he has no reason to lose."

Just then, a surprised exclamation suddenly came from the front of the crowd.

"What kind of operation is this? I've never seen anything like it before."

"Where's the control? This guy's just messing around!"

"This isn't just reckless behavior, it's blatant suicide. Would a normal person do that?"

Chapter 231 Warcraft Hunter