13-3 Entry
13-3 Entry
The two of them went into the house.
The room was small, at most 50 square meters. There was a bed, just big enough for one person, hanging above a table. A staircase led to the floor, and in front of the table was a small window with potted plants. The floor was carpeted throughout, and small steps occasionally extended from the walls, some with items on them. The curtains on three windows were drawn, and in the corner stood a floor lamp next to a painting.
Mo Bei opened the door and saw it. He was a little excited and grabbed Dongfang Yun's small hand as she floated around: "Is this home?" Dongfang Yun showed no disgust or reaction, but simply nodded: "Yes." However, she had a question. Mo Bei had disappeared for so long, and suddenly appeared in the Starry Sky Prison. Moreover, his way of speaking didn't seem like that of an adult, but it shouldn't be like this... Dongfang Yun still asked: "Have you lost your memory?" Mo Bei nodded: "Yes, yes."
Dongfang Yun immediately got onto the bed and sat quietly watching Mo Bei look around the room. Mo Bei looked at Dongfang Yun, who asked, "What's wrong?" Mo Bei shook his head, "Nothing, I just have to go to the competition later." Dongfang Yun was a little surprised, "Oh? It's your turn today? What time is it?" Mo Bei replied, "The 24th." Dongfang Yun heard this, "Oh, it's the penultimate round. Good luck, good luck." Mo Bei nodded, "Good luck! Where do I compete?" Dongfang Yun then realized he had amnesia and could only explain commonly used words. Mo Bei tried to remember them, listening with great interest. "Finally, you'll remember these words once you get used to them. Don't worry about having trouble communicating with people, after all, you'll be here for quite a while, take your time," Dongfang Yun said. "It's just that I might not be able to make it during the National Day holiday." Mo Bei didn't notice the last sentence; he was just reviewing his notes.
It was almost 23:50 PM when the announcement came over the loudspeaker: "Please proceed to the waiting area if you are number 288810 in this section." Mo Bei said, "It's my turn. I'll go now. Wait for me to come back." Dongfang Yun nodded: "Okay, good luck, Mo."
The passageway to the waiting area was open. The ghost visitor, almost asleep, was startled upon seeing Mo Bei: "How did you get caught again?" Mo Bei was a little confused: "Have I been here before?" The ghost visitor replied: "I won't say now, let's go in and compete first. I'll tell you afterward. Good luck, I'm rooting for you." Mo Bei was pushed inside. After entering the passageway, he started being narcissistic again: "I'm still too handsome, it's like everyone knows me."
Upon entering the passage, Mo Bei's bracelet turned blue, displaying "Floating." At the end of the passage was a table laden with food. The table was overflowing with food: a bottle of milk, three meat-filled egg buns, several pieces of bean curd skin, and some oddly shaped dishes. The plates were labeled "Twilight Sphere Special," "God Seeker Special," and "Cave Thief Special"—it was unclear what these were, and they certainly didn't look like what normal people would eat (respecting local culinary differences). Mo Bei swept the table like a whirlwind, leaving only the "special" items untouched.
Mo Bei exclaimed with satisfaction, "This is so delicious! It's simply heavenly... heavenly... heavenly! A divine delicacy!" Look how hungry this child is! It's obvious the food at Mermaid Manor wasn't very good (though you wouldn't know if you tried, thankfully I forgot to mention it). At most, it was just water and the like.
Mo Bei stepped out of the tunnel, the spotlight shining on him, and the crowd erupted in cheers. Along with the cheers came… Raymond Gartres’s voice: “Let’s welcome! Amat-Lass! And… Mo Bei.” Raymond Gartres stared incredulously at the large screen above him. He looked towards the sixth section’s tunnel, where Mo Bei stood, shielding his eyes from the spotlight with one hand, muttering, “It’s so bright, I’m going blind.”
Amat Ras waves to the spotlight. Raymond Gattres, commentating, "On one side is Amat Ras, who has already won three matches in the third division; on the other is Mo Bei, a newcomer from the sixth division. Who will win the match? Let's wait and see!"
"The two of them entered the arena! Here are the details. Amat-Ras, spiritual power is blade, Peak Spirit God 4. Mo Bei, spiritual power is thunder and flame, Primordial Spirit God 4."
Amate almost burst out laughing when she heard Mo Beicai's words: "Is this kid kid trying to tease me? I won't use my Spirit Skill 5, let's show him some respect." Raymond Garretes commented: "Amate-Ras seems very confident, but never underestimate your opponent. This is Raymond's final advice to you."
As the spotlight faded, Raymond Gatres shouted, "The match begins!" Mo Bei unleashed his lightning flames, determined to teach this person who underestimated him a lesson: "Oh, quite bold, daring to underestimate me." With that, he charged forward. Amaterasu summoned a cleaver, a blade that seemed destined for the same fate as a certain old acquaintance. Enough said, let's wait and see how Mo Bei defeats him; after all, losing would mean the end of the story.
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