Chapter 474: Winning streak in the loser group is not a disadvantage!
Chapter 474: Winning streak in the loser group is not a disadvantage!
Mikan's knuckles turned white, and the metal plate in his palm almost embedded into his flesh.
The light from the central garden of the abyss shone on his face like a searchlight, illuminating every drop of cold sweat.
"What signature?"
A man came over to McKen, and the red-haired representative next to him reached out to pry his fingers apart.
But McCann clenched his fists and didn't look at which country he was smoking.
At this time, the screen did not show what lot McCann had drawn, and the country that drew the second lot had already gone up and put its hand into the lottery box.
Because even McCann himself didn't see what he drew, the opponent McCann drew was not announced on the big screen.
"Look..." said a man from one country and tried to pry McCann's hand apart.
McKen swung his hand violently, and his elbow hit the opponent's ribs with a dull sound, and the other party could not see clearly what he was holding in his hand.
"Tsk, you're so stingy. I've already smoked it, what else is going to change?"
"McCann is a stingy guy!" Several contestants from small countries cheered, and their voices echoed under the arched glass dome.
At this time, the country next to the lottery box took out a square card and quickly turned it over.
He quickly glanced at the number plate in his hand.
19.
"Hahaha, I'm 19!" The second person who drew lots was holding the number plate in front of his eyes. The man's Adam's apple rolled three times before he dared to open his eyes, and a sudden burst of laughter exploded in the garden.
He waved the number plate as if he was holding a golden medal of immunity from death, and the number glowed coldly under the light.
At this time, McCann also breathed a sigh of relief, because this license plate also represented that it was indeed very random.
After one person announced the draw results, the draw results on the screen in the Central Garden changed.
On the big screen behind them, the scarlet number "52" appeared behind the number 19.
The number behind the Eagle Country 51 is still unclear.
Everyone couldn't help but look at McKen, but he still held the number plate he had drawn tightly in his hand.
The third representative came on stage, reached into the lottery box, and looked at the number in his hand. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Number 26!
Long Guo is number 2. When he saw the number 2, his heart skipped a beat!
Fortunately, there is a digit after it.
The cheers of the third drawer were like a bucket of ice water poured down on him.
Mikan looked at the new numbers appearing on the big screen, and his nails dug into his palms unconsciously.
There are 48 numbers left in the lottery box, and the number 2 Dragon Country lottery number is like a time bomb mixed in among them.
When McKen saw the result of their draw, he felt nervous but also slightly relieved.
The results of everyone's draw were still quite far behind.
But until now, he still doesn't have the courage to watch it.
The line in front of the draw table was shortening.
Every contestant stretched out his hand as if he was digging out a poisonous snake, some touched the cards with their eyes closed, and some prayed for the ancestors to bless them.
When the 40th contestant drew his number and still no number 2 was found, the air in the garden began to freeze.
Macon heard the sound of his own blood rushing against his eardrums, boom, boom, like a death knell.
"It can't be." The red-haired contestant suddenly leaned close to his ear, his breath carrying the sour smell of overnight whiskey, "It's in your hand, right?"
Sweat began to form on Mikan's forehead.
When he saw some representatives who had not been announced, he could no longer hold back from looking at the number plates in his hands.
Then a reassuring number appeared behind it.
His heart tightened more and more, no way? !
Everyone started looking at McKeon strangely.
Until the last person announced his number plate, the cheers became the last straw that broke the camel's back for McCann. His knees went weak and the metal number plate slipped through his fingers, making a crisp sound on the quartz floor tiles.
When the last country to draw the lot determined the last number, McCann felt dizzy and his head was heavy. His hands were a little unsteady and the number plate fell from his hand.
The red-haired man pounced on it like a hyena snatching food, and his pupils suddenly contracted the moment he grabbed the number plate.
He slowly turned his wrist, and the number 2 glowed bloody under the light.
"Hahahahaha..."
Red-haired's laughter exploded under the dome. He held up the sign as if showing off a trophy. "Congratulations to Eagle Country for winning the Dragon Country's big gift package!"
The big screen lit up in response.
The scarlet "2" was carved behind the Eagle Country number like a knife mark, and the sudden burst of cheers from the spectator stands almost blew the roof off.
The audience who were watching the draw results did not expect them to be so dramatic.
The first person who drew the lot actually drew the lot that no one wanted to draw.
'If McCann doesn't open the lottery, will the numbers remain unopened forever? It's like Schrodinger's cat.'
'It feels possible, but it's just speculation.'
"The result of McCann not opening the lottery is that everyone has been worried for a long time. If he had opened the lottery earlier, the people who came after him wouldn't have been so nervous."
'That's the only benefit.'
"McKen looks really lucky!"
"The Eagle Nation has never won against the Dragon Nation. I suggest you surrender immediately to save your strength."
'McCann is a cheapskate! Well, live long, MacCann.'
……
When McKen took the license plate from Red Hair, he found that the metal edge was stained with blood - he didn't know when he pinched his palm and left four crescent-shaped wounds.
The number 2 feels hot in the palm of my hand, like a red-hot iron.
After his brain was dizzy, McCann stared at the license plate in front of him.
"The past is the past, and the present is the present. We won't necessarily lose now!" McKen ignored the mocking looks from the people around him.
“In the past, it didn’t matter if we lost, but now our players will definitely try their best.”
McCann doesn't think he will lose!
He watched the game between Dragon Country and Banana Country, and he was very sure that Chen Ke would not participate in the game against humans and butchers at the same time. Everyone's analysis of Dragon Country's tactics was almost the same now.
They’re keeping their strength up, keeping everybody in shape.
The levels of the others vary greatly. Even the Banana Country can get two points, so they can naturally tie or win.
If Chen Ke went on the field himself because he was afraid of losing and fought for the victory for Dragon Country, then they would have nothing to say if they lost.
This also means that Chen Ke is afraid. Even he is afraid of losing to himself.
There is also the most important reason. McKen looked at the red-haired guy who was smiling gloatingly beside him and whispered in his ear.
"That way, I won't run into Dragon Nation in the loser bracket."
"It's not a bad thing to win consecutive games in the loser bracket!"
"And you, my friends, if you meet Longguo in the winner's group and me in the loser's group, you will face two consecutive defeats."
"You are the ones who should be sad, my friends. How can you still laugh?!"
McKen's eyes became brighter and brighter. In this battle with Longguo, no matter who wins or loses, it will not be a bad thing!
The winners group and the losers group will not meet until the later stages, which means that he will be in the losers group and will be worry-free.
The smiles of those countries that were laughing at McCann's draw results suddenly froze.
It seems... indeed...
(End of this chapter)