"Love it, love it! Which genius designer came up with this trophy and medal? I really want to own one."
"Has a designer from Generation Z taken over? Their aesthetics are so amazing."
"Who could resist a golden Shitiff?"
"Is there any way to get one? I really want a golden Shitiff trophy."
"These are limited edition hidden items. You can't buy them even if you have money; you have to win a place to get one."
"I should have signed up to give it a shot. Even the fifth place gets a medal."
"I heard that everyone who participated gets a commemorative medal at least."
"Damn! Why didn't you say so earlier? I would have signed up."
Strongly suggest the principal post the link.
"Isn't the funniest part Shitiff staring at its own trophy in a daze?"
"Hahaha, the camera even gave it a close-up. I bet it's in shock, having worked so hard to win a trophy that's completely worthless to it."
Who knows how the principal tricked it into joining the competition.
"No worries, I'll grab a pack of Hua Zi and trade it for the trophy."
"I'll offer a pack of Zhen Long for the medal."
......
It must be said that although this award ceremony was a bit unconventional, the final effect was absolutely top-notch.
Both the participants and the audience were very satisfied, of course, except for Grandpa Wei.
"Yang, weren't you saying that if I won the championship, I'd get a pack of Hua Zi as a reward? Where is it?"
"Yes, yes, you'll get it back at the West Rainbow Zoo. Please smoke less, everyone in the world knows you were smoking while competing."
"Really? Do all the apes in the world know about it?"
......
As the first shooting competition ended amidst the audience's laughter, the second round of the competition quickly approached.
The host's voice echoed once more across the venue.
"Alright, everyone, the shooting competition has concluded. Next, we will welcome today's second event."
"The second round is a bit special; it's a team competition."
Hearing it was a team event, the audience, which had just calmed down, immediately became interested.
"There's a team event? What is it exactly?"
"I saw the schedule; it seems to be a tug-of-war."
"A tug-of-war? A group of humans versus a group of animals?"
"That sounds interesting."
While the audience speculated, the host announced the specifics and rules of this competition.
"This round will feature 30 civilian strongmen teaming up to take on Sister Hua from West Rainbow Zoo."
As the host's words fell, the entire venue erupted in surprise.
"What? 30 people versus one tiger in a tug-of-war? Did I hear that right?"
"This has to be a joke. There's no way 30 people can't pull one tiger."
"Exactly, 30 people could probably pull a truck."
"I'm not betting on Sister Hua this time. If it were 10 people, Sister Hua might have a chance. With 20, it's uncertain, and with 30, there's no way."
"True, but if it were 30 people eating Tang Tang, then forget I said anything."
"Let's not be too sure, okay? What if Sister Hua wins?"
"Sister Hua weighs about two tons, and with normal exertion, it might actually beat the 30 people."
.....
In the midst of the audience's various speculations, 30 adult males stepped onto the tug-of-war field.
Among them were burly muscle men and those with normal builds.
Even the skinniest of them weighed over 130 pounds.
On the opposite side, Sister Hua, as large as a tank, confidently strode out.
Seeing Sister Hua's massive frame, the human athletes facing her felt a bit dazed.
It was undoubtedly their first time being so close, without any protection, to a big tiger.
If it weren't for the competition, they might have had the urge to turn and run.
They weren't sure if they could win the tug-of-war, but if it came to a fight, they were 100% sure they couldn't win, even with 30 of them being adult males.
Fortunately, Yang Lin appeared on the field at this moment.
"Don't be afraid, Sister Hua is very gentle. When I say start, just pull the rope with all your strength."
Hearing Yang Lin's words, the athletes weren't entirely convinced, especially the locals from Ningnan.
Nevertheless, they nodded.
As the athletes picked up the ropes, Sister Hua calmly picked up the thick hemp rope, as thick as an adult man's arm, with her mouth.
Seeing this, the atmosphere on the field became tense.
No one knew which side would win the next second.
When the tension reached its peak, Yang Lin, acting as the referee, waved the small flag in his hand.
The next moment, the 30 male athletes exerted all their strength, their faces turning red.
The powerful force immediately stretched the thick rope taut.
Everyone thought that even if Sister Hua wouldn't be pulled over immediately, it would at least be pulled off balance.
However, to the audience's surprise, after the 30 adult men exerted their full strength, Sister Hua, holding the rope, didn't move at all.
Even her face showed no signs of exertion.
This scene immediately made the 30 male athletes question their very existence.
They had already used all their strength, but the other end of the rope felt like it was tied to an iron pillar.
No matter how hard they pulled, there was no reaction.
"Brothers, put in the effort. You can't slack off now."
"I'm using every bit of strength I have."
"Forget it, my feet are slipping out of my shoes."
"My pants are splitting."
"I'm about to poop myself; you think I'm not trying?"
"One, two, three, pull together!"
Soon, loud chants echoed across the field.
However, no matter how hard they pulled, Sister Hua showed no movement.
Just as their strength was about to run out, Sister Hua shot them a disdainful look.
It was as if she was saying, "Are you even trying, weaklings?"
And in the next moment, Sister Hua suddenly twisted her neck.
Instantly, everyone felt an immense force coming from the other end of the rope.
Before they could increase their strength to resist, Sister Hua took two steps toward her side.
These two steps caused the 30 men's soles to almost spark.
In the countless incredulous eyes of the audience, Sister Hua, with one tiger's strength, slowly dragged the 30 adult men toward the other side, without any hesitation.
By the time everyone reacted, the 30 human contestants had all been dragged to the other side of the line.
Several of the front runners' shoes were completely ruined, clearly indicating they had used all their strength.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
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tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...
