Delta: Starting with a pack of bags, the dog breaks through the defense.

"Shocking! Two men stripped naked in public at a comic convention; the scene was utterly appalling!"

"An incident has occurred! Two men chose to engage in a face-to-face hand-to-hand combat, the intensity of which was terrifying, causing one to involuntarily clench their buttocks!"

A cosplayer at the comic convention center ran around excitedly, announcing this major news to everyone.

"Wow! Is it that intense?! I remember this is Xionghai City, not Chengchuan City!"

"No, that direction is... towards the Delta's cosplay area!"

After that shout, half the people in the International Convention Center crowded into the Delta COS area.

Inside the central control room, a staff member also realized that people were starting to flock to the delta area.

"No way, these cosplayers are going all out! Wait, wait a minute!"

After quickly checking the surveillance footage, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, so it's this face-to-face hand-to-hand combat? I thought it was face-to-face hand-to-hand combat..."

There was a hint of regret in his words.

However, as a professional anime convention worker, one would naturally turn the public's attention to the area with the highest traffic.

After contacting the staff inside the arena, the cameras were pointed at the ring.

The live feed was displayed on the central control screen, allowing everyone to witness this spectacular scene.

"Twenty!"

"Fifty!"

"Eighty!"

"My God, a hundred! And they're still going!"

Returning to the arena, the reversal of Uluru's myth has led to a surge of cosplayers looking for entertainment.

After all, who wouldn't want to see muscular men get into some heart-pounding fights?

"Holy crap, what are those two doing?"

A cosplayer dressed in a watermelon-striped haori with strange markings on her face asked a question to the audience.

"You don't know?! You know Delta, right? Uluru and Dragon are having a bet, and the loser has to be punished!"

"oh!"

But a little while later.

A cosplayer wearing a bright yellow haori and with golden hair walked up to him.

"Holy crap, what are those two doing?"

"You don't know? These two are having a gay bet. If the loser loses, he'll have to be...he ...

"Holy crap, that's amazing?"

When the innermost message reaches the outermost part, it begins to gradually become distorted.

"What?! If I lose, I'll have to be subjected to a direct, close-quarters melee in front of everyone?!"

"This is too exciting, I can't take it anymore, my mom is calling me home for dinner."

"Uh, I heard that guy, Wei Long, has a great physique."

"Then I'll go back for dinner later."

As the story spread, it became increasingly distorted, attracting more and more onlookers.

As Sara saw more and more people watching their Delta region, he was immediately filled with excitement. After receiving a message from backstage, he quickly picked up the microphone and began to commentate.

"It seems everyone is eagerly anticipating the outcome of the competition! Therefore, after the champion is determined, we will present a surprise program for everyone. Please stay tuned!"

These words immediately sparked a flurry of speculation among everyone.

"Wow! A mystery show? This is so hard to guess! Close-quarters combat is actually real!"

"Such a beautiful dragon, and it's actually... Sigh, it's so sad."

"Where can I sign up for the competition? I really want to have a close-quarters brawl with those two fighters! Please, you have to give me this chance!"

Everyone looked at the chubby boy with a full beard with surprise.

"ah???"

The camera pans to Uluru, who is drenched in sweat, panting heavily, and his face is flushed, clearly under immense pressure.

Looking at Wei Long, he did a push-up with one hand, his face was slightly red, but his breathing was still orderly, and there were no beads of sweat on his forehead.

You think the physical fitness requirements of a special forces soldier are ridiculous?!

Fang Quan was filled with confidence, and a grin spread across his face beneath the mask.

"I bet everyone will think I'm incredibly cool if I win this match!"

His hands kept moving.

Time passed second by second.

"One hundred and sixty-seven!"

"One hundred and eighty-nine!"

"One hundred and ninety-nine!"

Fang completed the two hundred push-ups without changing his expression.

On the other side, Uluru's arms trembled uncontrollably, and beads of sweat on his cheeks soaked into the prop-made beard, dripping down continuously.

"Damn it, what bonds, what friendship? I won't fall!"

"A family photo, give me strength!!!"

His arms were shaking like a leaf, and he was just one push-up short of reaching two hundred!

"Bang!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

Uluru has fallen!

Fang Quan calmly stood up and dusted off his hands.

"Is that all the skill you've got? It's not even as effective as your arm shaking earlier; you almost gave me a cold."

Uluru was drenched in sweat, and a field of golden stars appeared before his eyes.

"Still, you can't do it?"

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of him.

It was Wei Long who extended it.

"Alright, we're all buddies offline, just don't block our bridge in the game anymore."

Uluru cursed inwardly for loading the cargo, then smiled helplessly and reached out to grasp Veyron's hand.

"No problem, bro. From now on, your shape will be all over my family photos."

"Damn it?"

On the central control screen, all the viewers saw this scene brimming with homoerotic tension.

"Congratulations to Wei Long for winning this round of the ring match!"

Are there any more challengers?

The scene fell silent for a moment, and no one chose to go on stage to take the challenge.

When the referee announced that Dragon had won the championship of this round of challenges, the Delta cosplayers in the audience erupted in cheers.

"Dragon!"

"Dragon!"

"Dragon!"

As for cosplayers outside the cosplay community, they are already eagerly waiting.

"Wei Long won! When will we fast forward to the sweet dumpling-making scene between the two?"

"Seriously, does this referee even know how to create a TV show effect? ​​If he doesn't know how, can't I take his place?"

Amid cheers, the event organizers presented Fang Quan with a set of prizes.

"Do you want it or not?"

Fang Quan placed the colorful wheat egg in front of Tang He, deliberately tempting her.

Tang He nodded frantically.

Colorful Wheat Egg!

She doesn't own this item, either in the game or in real life!

"You want it? No way!"

"Huh? Why?!"

"Because of you, I inexplicably ended up wearing this cosplay outfit and attending this inexplicable anime convention without any preparation, and you expect me to give you the prize?"

Fang Quan pretended to be angry.

"This, this..."

Tang He rubbed his hands together and then scratched his rat head.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted someone to go to the comic convention with, I never imagined you'd have such a great body and be so amazing in bed, even Bird and Beast fell for you..."

Fang Quan was overwhelmed and somewhat stunned.

"Kowtowing to what?!"

"It's nothing! I was just praising your strength! Oh, Brother Weilong, you're the best! How about this, to express my apology, I'll waive three months' rent for you, how about that!"

Three months' rent is at least four thousand yuan, which should be enough to show your sincerity!

"Alright, I'll reluctantly agree."

Fang Quan wasn't actually short of money, but seeing how much Tang He wanted it, he went along with it.

At the end of the event, the host invited Fang Quan to the stage to promote Delta culture and answer questions from the audience.

Upon taking the microphone, Fang Quan's lips twitched.

"Uh, I'm not a very logical person when I speak; I might say the opposite of what I mean. Is that really okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you're positive!"

"All right……"

Fang Quan cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Yes, our Delta region has high production capacity, lots of events, high drop rates, and low match intensity. Even newbies can find their niche. Everyone is welcome to come and play!"

Hmm, my logic is indeed very messed up!

When the Q&A session came, he was a little confused when he saw so many arms raised in the audience.

Am I really that popular?!

He randomly selected a viewer.

The first question the other party asked after receiving the microphone completely stunned him.

"Ahem, Mr. Weilong, may I ask who is the aggressor and who is the receiver between you and Mr. Uluru?"

Fang Quan's hand holding the microphone trembled instantly.

They were stunned on the spot.

What the hell is this question?!