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Chapter 736: Chapter 4 The Bell in the Kitchen Rings~
 

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The “audience” in front of the screen were all stunned.

What just happened?

A newcomer “one through three”?

Although when Jason took out “Big Boy,” they already knew what Jason intended to do.

But intending to do something, and being able to do it, are completely different concepts.

Most of the audience only thought Jason was lucky when “Big Boy” was slaughtered, after all, “Big Boy” was one of the lower-ranked among the “Savage Hunters.”

However, when the “Wheelchair Thinker” was taken out, their thoughts started to shift subtly.

Amongst the various “Savage Hunters,” the “Wheelchair Thinker” had a bit of fame, especially for his calm, strategic approach during several competitions, which had been highly anticipated.

Yet even this highly anticipated “Savage Hunter” was beheaded by Jason with a single slash.

After that!

The truly shocking event happened for the audience.

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The “Head Collector” was taken out!

The newcomer Jason had accomplished a feat of “one through three”!

Although the “Head Collector” was a newcomer, he was definitely not of the obscure kind; in his capture, he had killed an entire hunting team, and even devoured their brains, and was eventually caught using some special method.

Even though the live broadcast had obscured that special method from the camera.

But just the loud noises alone were enough to send the viewers’ imaginations wild, involuntarily picturing what kind of scene it would be when the “Head Collector” made his entrance.

Only, the much-anticipated “Head Collector” just died upon making his entrance!

And moreover, after the same newcomer Jason had taken out two other “Savage Hunters”!

It’s not that there were no “one through three” scenarios in the “game.”

But there were very few.

Especially for newcomers, there was no shortage of those who wanted to attempt it.

Those who might be successful?

Basically none!

However, precisely because it was so rare, it all the more drew attention to Jason.

“Such a terrifying newcomer!”

“I would call him the strongest newcomer!”

“I regret it so much! I should have placed bets on this newcomer.”

“I regret it too!”

“What crap ‘Head Collector’! Got me all excited for nothing, and then, this?”

“I won! I really won!”

“Not an installment plan, not a downpayment plan!”

“It’s all paid in full! I’ve paid it all off!”

“Envious of the one above!”

“Envious +1!”

“Next time I’m also betting on this newcomer!”

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In comparison to the usual audience’s wide-ranging discussions.

Some viewers with job roles similar to reporters were already rapidly drafting their articles.

“Unbelievable achievements by a ‘newcomer’ causing men to be silent and women to wail!”

“Shocking! The silent ‘newcomer’ completes an unprecedented feat!”

“The birth of the strongest newcomer?”

“The ‘one through three’ worth paying attention to!”

Similar articles quickly posted to the game’s platform attracted everyone’s attention, including other areas.

The annual “Mad Game” has, after decades of growth, become a game with nationwide participation.

Despite some saying it’s inhumane.

Others calling it a malicious whirlpool.

And still others labeling it a murder show.

But no matter what they say, its popularity is unmatched.

As these article titles appeared, some naturally clicked on them.

Their expressions were initially puzzled or disdainful.

But as they read on, especially when the video appeared, their doubt and disdain were replaced by surprise.

This newcomer… is extraordinary!

Every person who saw the video had this thought.

And with the emergence of this thought, Jason gained even more attention.

With attention comes heat!

Even if it’s not much, just a flicker.

It’s enough to change quite a lot of things.

“This newcomer isn’t bad, track and follow him.”

An order was issued within the “game” operations department.

Quickly, it was relayed to the sub-competition area where Jason was.

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Thud.

As Jason flicked the blood off his Broad Blade Cleaver, the “Head Collector” collapsed to the ground behind him.

To Jason, facing a wild beast in a frenzy and facing one lured by food made no difference.

It was just a matter of a single slash.

To put it simply, the anticipated “Head Collector,” like “Big Boy” and “Wheelchair Thinker,” meant nothing in Jason’s eyes.

Ferocious? Terrifying? Fear-inspiring?

Nonexistent.

The children of Nightless City were more deserving of caution than they were.

“This world before my eyes…”

“Distorted entertainment, is it?”

Jason, wearing his hockey mask, had a hint of speculation cross his face.

Though the information was scant, it didn’t prevent Jason from making assumptions.

After examining the bodies of the “Head Collector,” “Big Boy,” and “Wheelchair Thinker,” checking the cell for anything worth noting, and finding nothing, Jason walked toward the gate, deep in thought.

Squeak.

The gate opened once more.

Light poured in instantly.

Outside was an open space.

Without any cover, nor any walls.

When Jason walked about 30 meters out of the building—

Bang!

Bang, bang!

Glorious fireworks erupted overhead.

“Winner!”

“Welcome our first winner: the ‘newcomer’ Jason!”

The same synthetic, mechanical voice as before.

But this time, Jason could detect a hint of… enthusiasm?

Clap, clap, clap.

With a round of applause,

The flat concrete surface in front of Jason suddenly flipped, and a screen identical to the one before, supported by iron frames, slowly rose up.

In the screen, the shadow remained.

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