Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter Four: Reactions from Various Countries! Participants!

The Free Nation, inside the White House.

"How's it going? Did you get a signal? Where is it?"

Chuan Jianguo raised her pinky finger and was trimming her old and tender nails with nail clippers.

His tone was full of confidence.

The white general glanced at the report in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly began to speak.

"Your Majesty, we have been unable to locate the source of the signal, even using the most advanced detection technology, reaching a distance of up to 900 billion light-years..."

"nonono~"

Chuan Jianguo waved his index finger and interrupted in a flippant and exaggerated tone.

"It's not April Fool's Day, and if we still can't find anything, then it really must be an alien invasion."

"Unfortunately... it seems to be the only explanation at the moment..."

Chuan Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up, looked at the date on the computer, and confirmed that it was not April Fool's Day.

"Then...then we're going to die?..."

The general lowered his head and did not answer.

When Chuan Jianguo saw the general's reaction, he felt a chill in his heart, his flowing blond hair fell down, and he plopped back down on the sofa.

I'm sorry, my motherland... I may not be able to complete the task you entrusted to me...

"But Your Excellency, the two people chosen by our country are not ordinary people."

Trump immediately reacted.

"Oh? Not an ordinary person?"

"That's right, the first one is Irina Jerabic, a top-notch professional assassin."

"The second is Sharon Vineyard."

"Sharon Vineyard? Isn't that the actress? The one who recently won the Oscar for Best Actor?"

"Yes, but that's just the surface. I've already had someone investigate. Her real name is Vermouth, and she's a top-tier professional assassin."

"what?!"

Trump was shocked; he had never heard of this information before!

How dare this happen! I must tell my country this!

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Inside a royal palace in the British Isles.

The white-haired queen was pacing back and forth, holding her forehead, with a worried and anxious expression on her face.

"What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?!"

The reason why the queen who ruled the country was in such a hurry was because of her granddaughter.

Sawamura Spencer Eriri Sawamura Windsor.

He was selected as one of the two people to represent Britain in this war that determined the fate of the nation.

Eriri is her favorite granddaughter! What would I do if something happened to her?

Just then, an officer rushed in, his leather shoes clicking on the floor.

"Did you find it? How was it?!"

"I'm so sorry, Your Majesty! I've personally reviewed the surveillance footage, and Princess Eriri... she really has suddenly disappeared..."

"What...what did you say?!"

Although the Queen was somewhat prepared, she was still too shocked to hear the news. She suffered from insufficient blood supply and was on the verge of fainting.

A maid immediately stepped forward to gently support the Queen, who then regained her balance.

"The other person who exited the station was named David Bedohham, right? The one who plays football."

"Yes."

The Queen sighed heavily.

"Such a detached matter, Bedohham must have watched it on TV. He should know that my granddaughter was also chosen. I hope he will take the initiative to protect my granddaughter..."

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Sakura Country, Chiyoda-ku, Kyoto

The Prime Minister looked very relaxed as he sat on a street stall, sipping his tea.

Similarly, the other officials were also very confident, gossiping among themselves.

"—cough—cough—"

The Prime Minister cleared his throat, and the whispering people around him immediately fell silent.

"I think I'm not mistaken, right? That person is among the people representing our country in the competition."

The officials around them looked at each other and nodded in unison.

"Yes, Prime Minister! Whatever the mission, victory will surely be ours!"

An official chimed in.

"Hmph hmph hmph~ Haha ...

The Prime Minister could no longer contain himself and immediately burst into laughter!

Yes! The two representing their country! But those two! The world's strongest father and son!

Yujiro Hanma!

Baki Hanma!

"Heaven is helping me! It truly is heaven helping me!"

The surrounding officials also burst into laughter; they had been unable to contain themselves for a long time.

At that moment, a maid in a kimono trotted in and knelt down.

"Your Excellency, the live broadcast has begun."

"Okay! Quickly bring the TV up!"

The maid nodded, then got up and ran out again. A little while later, a huge screen television was brought in.

The TV was turned on, and everyone sat together to watch the live broadcast.

On the television, there was a giant ape.

A gigantic Titan Ape!

Its eyes, the size of lanterns, gleamed with a yellowish-brown luster! Its entire body was jet black!

A Titan Ape nearly 60 meters tall!

A string of words began to appear on the screen.

——Mission: Slay the Titan Ape——

"Tch~ This is nothing? Yujiro Hanma has killed giant elephants that are bigger and taller than this!"

The prime minister laughed dismissively, and the officials around him laughed dismissively as well.

However, the next second, they were stunned, the prime minister was stunned, and the teacup in his hand was dropped to the ground in shock.

Because the Titan Ape in the TV series only needed one punch.

He killed Baki Hanma...

The alien director clearly saw that it was just one punch, which also struck hundreds of meters of ground.

Everything was smashed to pieces...

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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Author's note: Please give me flowers and ratings.

Chapter Five: Barrage Reactions! The Actions of the Four Contestants! The War of National Destiny is About to Begin!

When the time is up, back off a bit.

Inside the Star Dou Great Forest.

A white man in a soccer jersey stopped a blonde woman with pigtails, looking very anxious.

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