Chapter 815: Chapter 815

815: Chapter 801: Cat and Dog War 815: Chapter 801: Cat and Dog War “….In the spirit of fairness and justice, we will conduct a competition that respects the rules and the lives of others….”

The “athlete representative” on stage made a passionate oath, while Lu Ping’an yawned below, only straightening up a bit when the TV cameras panned to him…he had conscientiously worn black colored contact lenses and even walked over in his uniform.

Although it was a roundabout effort, his so “normal” appearance shocked his partners.

However, his efforts seemed futile, after all, if you’re surrounded by monsters, demons, and ghosts, your humdrum appearance makes you stand out even more as abnormal.

“…Tsk, tsk, there’s no shortage of strong contenders.”

Lu Ping’an glanced at the other “city representative teams”—not many normal humans.

He looked to the front and back, the armored warrior in front of him, and the half-demon giant man behind him…..uh, nothing abnormal there.

This was the opening scene of the “sports meet,” and also one of the main courses of this year-end “feast.”

Lu Ping’an was here on a mission, and his goal was actually just one….

“…..Can’t bring shame to Ancient City.

Tsk, the biggest ‘face war’ in history, might even gamble with life…..”

Thinking of this, Lu Ping’an felt even less motivated….When the camera came over, he immediately straightened up, steadied himself, and even squeezed out a smile.

Last night, Mom called and said that the old man heard he was going to be on TV today, stayed up excitedly half the night, and even called friends over to watch the live broadcast…..uh, that made Lu Ping’an work overtime last night to find a normal uniform, so he kind of dug a hole for himself.

This “normal uniform” of the Special Service Team is the one Xia Qin helped him modify overnight…after use, it will probably have to be changed back.

“An exhibition for those under thirty?”

Everyone knows that the sports meet is just a façade, the real goal is “brandishing the sword,” to demonstrate strength and deter peers.

The expo happening next door in the convention center is doing the same thing, with every district, every city occupying their own exhibition hall.

Some are showcasing their battle achievements, some their New Era technologies and products, some are pulling out their latest welfare taxation and talent recruitment policies, turning the site into a talent fair…..unfortunately, only small cities might have the chance to “skip out of the competition.”

It is said that yesterday there was a “minor friction” between the Changping City and Ancient City exhibition areas, and the two sides very directly “exchanged their opinions physically” and “cordially greeted each other’s families and parents.”

When Lu Ping’an heard about it, he thought it was a rumor; he couldn’t believe that the competition between the cities would turn out to be so tasteless.

People from Ancient City disguised as drunken hooligans, came to our exhibition area to splash ink…what hooligan is a high-level professional?”

“Heh, a bunch of bastards, Changping people, they say our ‘Flying Boat Automobiles’ are triple no products, can’t get licenses from other cities so they can’t leave town, the mechanics in other regions lack the technology to do repairs, and to this day the reserves for the energy sources have not been sorted, seriously a big sucker.”

“…Aren’t all these things true though?”

“Even if it’s true, you can’t say it!

They already posted it online, undermining our leading products and flagship enterprises, how can we tolerate this?!”

The “communication” between both sides was too direct, and after physically clashing, the expo closed for an afternoon.

Most of the time wasn’t used to repair the venue, but rather for arguing and setting ground rules…anyway, upon reopening today, the spilled ink had been cleaned up, the attacking posts online were gone, and high-level professionals were squatting at both exhibition halls, boredly staring at each other but not daring to leave.

“This competition…forget it, I won’t mention it.”

Various “childish fight” type “interesting events” kept happening, Changping was originally in an advantageous position, but this time the central government commended Ancient City along with the other Four Cities for “great achievements,” and issued documents to set up an economic demonstration zone….uh, although it seems a bit like provocation, Ancient City folks are indeed high in fighting spirit, seeking to break free from Changping’s restrictions in all aspects.

With this going on, how could they obediently follow the other side’s arrangements.

If you sell Ancient city jade smoke, then I will sell it right next door, Changping stone smoke…..not available?

Just put up a sign and make it now.

You manufacture and sell cars, then I will introduce cash transportation equipment from other state governments, you…..in short, I just can’t let you be too successful in this “demonstration.”

The conflict between the two sides naturally “escalated” in various senses of the word, with Changping, as the host, taking the lead in using some underhanded tactics.

“You say the display items in my counter are too dangerous to exhibit?

Then the display stand can’t be left empty, can I?

I immediately hired two people, a clown and a Batman, to perform wrestling to attract customers…

If that Batman wore something other than underpants and a head cover, and if the clown didn’t hug and fiercely kiss his opponent, we wouldn’t have been shut down by the police.”

Alright, if you won’t let me exhibit properly, then let’s all be exhibited.

The most outrageous thing was that the police got beaten up by their own kind…

The person who beat him up was a police officer from Ancient City who was specially transferred to keep watch, and his rank was higher than the beaten officer’s.

First, the two sides insulted each other, then they quoted laws and regulations to show off their understanding of public order (exchanging barbs), and finally started a human wave counterattack in the name of “reasonable competition between brother units”…

Eh, Ancient City had a Battle-profession special agent hidden, so they won.

Then, that special agent was dragged out by the other side’s special agents for a “challenge.”

Anyway, the scene was chaotic, and both sides exhibited the level of cats and dogs fighting, and kindergarten kids sparring, perfectly embodying what’s called “peaceful competition between regions.”

“…We are the strongest,” echoes of these Spoiled Child’s banters still lingered in Lu Ping’an’s ears.

“Naturally, the capital of Changping State should be Changping City; it would be laughable otherwise.”

“Isn’t it the Changping people who would be laughed at?

What does that have to do with us people from Ancient City?”

“Actually, we could rename it Ancient City prefecture, that sounds better…”

The “young representatives” now seated together were also sharply “greeting” each other.

Lu Ping’an, pretending to be focused but actually daydreaming, was considered relatively clean-cut in this context.

“Ah, how boring…” Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly.

Normal people would want to avoid cat and dog fights as much as possible.

Although in many ways he was a legitimate native of Ancient City, he really didn’t have much personal experience with the “conflict” between Ancient City and Changping…

The presence of “Contamination” had turned the “blood-sucking” and “being sucked dry” between cities into a matter of life and death competition.

The origins of the conflict between the two sides go way back, but due to various reasons, it wasn’t appropriate to start fighting openly…

But the private frictions were countless, and it was only because Changping had been dominant in recent years, putting pressure on other cities within the state, that things were relatively peaceful.

This time, actually, was no different.

High-order combat power is a national asset that cannot be casually brought out for comparison…

If there were a real fight, the casualties would be too heavy for anyone to bear.

Both sides naturally engaged in “restricted competition” and “proxy competition”, and “children” and “the next generation” were considered appropriate subjects for the contests.

Thus, the sports event inexplicably had an “individual competition for those under thirty” added, because no suitable competition format could be found, they simply created a “performance match” format.

But everyone knew that this was their way of competing with the “younger generation,” of comparing the chips of the future.

This was just one aspect of the competition, yet the most visible one…

The winners and losers would be on TV, and who could bear the shame of defeat?

Even the “Temporary License Examination” was dragged into it, forcibly given the meaning of a “competition”…

The Black Market already had betting pools on which city’s residents would acquire the most Licenses.

But regrettably, Lu Ping’an was not only dragged into this boring fight between cats and dogs, he was also a rather important part of it.

“Are you Lu Ping’an?”

Lu Ping’an himself couldn’t remember how many times people had made throat-slitting gestures or threatening hand signs at him; at first he gestured back.

Now he had grown lazy, holding up a cardboard sign with a middle finger drawn on it.

When someone came to provoke him, he lazily lifted the sign to flip them off.

“…Uh, it seems, I’m already famous?”

After turning down yet another invitation to fight outside the arena, Lu Ping’an belatedly realized that he seemed to have become a thorn in the side of many competitors.