Apocalypse: System of lotteries

Chapter 189 Global Live

[Ming has finished reading the hidden task content, and it will be announced shortly]

[Hidden Task Name: Octagon Cage Battle]

[Defeat 5 king-level zombies in a row to become the UFC Zombie Tournament Champion and complete this hidden task. The task time limit is 12 hours. Failure to complete it within the time limit will trigger a 48-hour immobilization state, with a 100% immobilization rate that cannot be countered.]

[Ming has engaged in another unfriendly dialogue with the rules, but the rules will not stoop to him. Please do not learn from his language behavior]

[Continuing to announce hidden task content: In this hidden task, no weapons or auxiliary weapons can be used, such as spike traps, explosive traps, etc.]

[In the octagon cage fight, it's fist-to-flesh combat. Zombies can bite Ming, and he... if he wishes, can also bite zombies, which doesn't violate the fighting rules...]

[Ming has insulted the rules again, and the rules have turned his insults into ******]

[...]

"Damn, this hidden task is a bit twisted – it's like a gauntlet!"

"Facing 5 king-level zombies without weapons, I can't even imagine."

"Well, he is number one on the leaderboard. Watch and learn, we'll definitely pick up a lot from him."

"Yeah, I've already learned: *****, see, exactly the same."

The world chat channel is already boiling over with Ming's challenge, and everyone watches the text live broadcast on the screen while snacking.

In Zone 441, at the Saintess Hall, Alice, wearing a nurse's outfit, stands by the room's window, "God, please protect him and help him pass this difficult test smoothly."

"I believe you can protect the friend of your faithful follower."

"Thank you." Alice lowers her head and prays silently.

[Continuing to announce task content, after accepting this task, you must follow the task rules as required...]

[Ming stands outside the octagon cage and tries to destroy it, but causes no damage... Ming, please don't try to exploit bugs anymore, it's useless]

[Ming insults the rules' family members again, but the rules don't have any reaction, as rules are just rules, we don't have family members and don't feel insulted]

[Continuing to disclose task information: After each round of the octagon cage deathmatch, you will be given a 1-minute break. After the 1 minute, the next round will begin]

[Ming, please shut up...]

[...]

"Is there seriously no rest time? What can you do in 1 minute? It's not even enough time to catch your breath."

p??d?`no??1`?o? "It's a nightmare-level hidden task, do you think it's joking with you? Dude, this is a rule set by the doomsday rules."

"I came back from the regional map just to watch Ming tackle the hidden task."

"Me too~"

"You must hang in there!"

"..."

[Hidden task rewards, confidential, so you won't be envious]

[The rules have set up a betting mini-game under the text live broadcast screen, which everyone except Ming can participate in]

[Game rules: Ming completes the hidden task, 1x reward]

[Ming stops at the first round, 1.1x reward]

[Stops at the second round, 1.5x reward]

[Stops at the third round, 3x reward]

[Stops at the fourth round, 5x reward]

[Stops at the fifth round, 10x reward]

[Fails to complete the hidden task, 20x reward]

[Minimum bet amount is 1000 doomsday coins]

[Ming said **, as he stood outside the octagon cage thinking]

[...]

"Everyone, what are your bets?"

"Do we even need to ask? Betting on Ming to win! He has helped us a lot before. I'll bet 1000."

"Damn, I thought you were going all in. You're so stingy. I'll bet 2000."

"Holy crap, someone bet 5000 doomsday coins on Ming winning!"

"I just want to ask, the idiot who bet on Ming losing in the first round, are you a moron?"

[Due to force majeure, the hidden task has been slightly adjusted, and specific content will not be disclosed]

[Ming is circling the octagon cage, using his exclusive skill on it...]

"Why use the exclusive skill on the cage? Shouldn't he save it for the zombies?"???d? `n???| ?om

"Yeah, weapons can't be used, and class skills probably won't work either. I also find it strange that he's using an exclusive skill on a cage."

"Mainly, I want to know what his exclusive skill is!"

"Me too."

"..."

In Area 23, Daniel stared at the screen in front of him, stroking his brown facial hair, "I just want to see you lose!!"

He touched the screen, betting 10,000 doomsday coins on Ming stopping at the first round.

"Are you crazy?" The red-dressed woman behind Daniel shouted angrily, "He's Ming! How could he possibly not make it past the first round!"

"He can't use weapons or support weapons, meaning he can't use his class skills. Can he still withstand a king-level zombie attack? I don't believe it!"

Daniel turned his head and glared at the red-dressed woman. She took a step back, as his green-glowing eyes were truly intimidating.

Moreover, she realized that Daniel had become more aggressive, bloodthirsty, and reckless after experiencing three genetic mutations.

...

[Ming enters the octagon, and the first opponent, a king-level zombie, appears...]

[Both sides take their positions and perform pre-fight etiquette... The zombie bows its head in a fist salute... Ming doesn't perform the etiquette, instead, he throws a punch directly at the zombie's left temple, knocking it down...]

[...]

"Great!" All the people in Area 109 stand up, applaud, and cheer loudly!

"Ming doesn't respect martial arts etiquette, but it feels so good!"

"Damn it, who cares about martial arts etiquette at this time? Just win!!"

"Come on! A toast to Ming!"

"..."

[Ming doesn't give the zombie a chance to get up, steps on its neck, and breaks it with his foot, followed by another punch. His ring shatters the zombie's eye...]

[With one more punch, both of the zombie's eyes burst!]

[Ming straddles the zombie and delivers punch after punch, left and right, making each hit count! Bang, bang, bang...]

[The zombie is powerless to defend itself... Its nose collapses... Its left leg is broken...]

[Ming lifts the zombie and performs a backward slam... The zombie's neck is completely broken...]

[...]

"Awesome!"

"He's truly powerful."

"The first opponent is just a one-star king-level zombie."

"Just a one-star king-level? Why don't you try fighting one without using any weapons? You talk as if you could kill one with your bare hands."

People on the world chat channel watch the live broadcast while throwing jabs at each other.

...

In Area 381, at the headquarters of the Yamanichi Group, all the members gather around to watch the text on the screen and the translations below.

Yama No Suke, the new president of the Yamanichi Group after the apocalypse, sits in the center. He is 32 years old and earned his position through killing. Before the apocalypse, he despised the old stubborn leaders who never listened to his advice and never gave young people a chance. After the apocalypse, they became even more foolish. So, during the Yamanichi Group's high-level tea party, he used his dual blades to clear a path, cutting off the heads of the old stubborn leaders.

After that, he became the newly appointed president of the Yamanichi Group! With his overwhelming strength, he securely held the position, and no one dared to show any disrespect.

"This Ming, he really dares to take on those hidden missions~" Yama No Suke comments casually.

"Have you made any progress in investigating his profession and abilities?"

"No... No, after private chats with several people, all we got was '*****.'"

"Heh~ So, all you got was '*****'?"

"Well, not exactly... but the other responses we got were not fundamentally different from that one."

Yama No Suke turns to the woman beside him, "Oguchida Eiko, please help me place a bet. 10,000 gold coins on him not making it past the fifth round."

"Yes," Oguchida Eiko, with her beautiful expressionless face, crawls on her knees to the screen and places the bet of 10,000 gold coins on Ming not making it past the fifth round.

...

Inside the copy, a magical tent covers the octagon. Ming stands inside the cage, with a twisted one-star king-level zombie beneath his feet. Da Vinci is in his left chest pocket, and Foodie is lying next to him, enjoying delicious food and perfectly activating the Gluttonous Stomach.

[1-minute rest ends and the second king-level zombie enters the ring]

[The zombie doesn't perform any etiquette and starts fighting immediately]

[I have been insulted again]