America? No, it's the warp!

[Winning this championship brings honor to the Makurag Mortal Support Army]

[Reward: +60 Merit Points]

According to reliable sources, a high-ranking deacon of the Slaanesh Order is also hiding in Espando and may even participate in the competition.

[Arrest this senior deacon]

[Reward: +60 Merit Points]

Double the task? Sure, I might as well take the championship while I'm at it.

Logan assigned tasks to his two underlings and then went to the registration desk to sign up.

"Logan! You're participating in this competition too?"

A white man of Russian descent greeted him.

"Hey... Ivan, I'm just joining in, I like to join in the fun."

He remembered that this man was the one who hosted the betting at the Golden Jim gym.

"Well, you're different from me. I came here with the mindset of winning the championship."

Ivan showed off his muscles. It wasn't cold today, but he was wearing a vest and wasn't cold at all.

"Your mindset is correct. If you can bench press 150kg, you should be able to lift at most 100kg. It's best not to try anything higher. This kind of clean and jerk-like movement is more likely to cause injury than a bench press mistake."

"Thank you for your advice, Ivan. I'll be careful. Good luck."

Ivan is an honest man, but sorry, that's the job, Logan has to win the championship.

We can only let him reluctantly take second place.

Logan stood among the contestants, observing them.

Besides Ivan, there is a Latino and an Asian worth noting, the rest seem like nobodies.

The main culprit, a Black man, and George stood to his left, having entered the game earlier than him.

He and George exchanged a glance, pretending not to know each other.

"OK! Good morning, judges, contestants, and audience!"

On this bright and sunny day, we are holding the "Overlord Lifting the Tripod" event!

This event is organized by…

"There are a total of 8 bronze tripods set up for this event, ranging from the lightest at 25kg to the heaviest at 200kg, with each tripod increasing by 25kg. You can choose to skip the lighter ones or lift them one by one until the end."

"According to the results, the person who lifts the heaviest weight wins the championship and receives a prize of $3888, the second place winner receives a prize of $2888, and the third place winner receives a prize of $1888."

"In case of physical injury, the organizers can help call an ambulance, but will not cover any costs."

"Any instance of cheating or other misconduct will result in immediate disqualification!"

"The match now officially begins!"

"The first contestant is Ivan, from Pioneer Square. He was the first person to register for this event and was once a professional clean and jerk athlete. Let's look forward to his outstanding performance!"

Ivan strode with a majestic and domineering air, head held high and chest out, exuding an aura of kingly dominance.

He skipped over the six bronze cauldrons in front of him and went straight to the seventh one. He put his legs into a horse stance, supported the bottom with one hand and held onto the side with the other, and lifted the 175kg bronze cauldron above his head with his whole body tense.

"3! 2! 1!"

"Thump!"

Three seconds later, Ivan slammed the cauldron onto the platform, did not attempt the eighth one, and confidently walked off the platform.

He believed that no one could lift that 200kg.

"Ivan's result is 175kg! That's practically a sure thing for him to win the championship!"

Wow!

A cheer erupted from the crowd. Even those who didn't understand sports could tell from the vibrations of the cauldron hitting the ground that it was worth 175kg.

The next contestants all stopped at second place, and some couldn't even lift it at first.

Another person slipped and injured their back; they were taken away by an ambulance called by the organizers.

There may be another homeless person on the street tomorrow.

"I want to emphasize again, please be sure to pay attention to safety."

The host earnestly advised the contestants.

"The previous contestants haven't performed well, so please welcome our 8th choice, Renato!"

This Latino man's muscles were smaller than Ivan's, clearly indicating he wasn't using enough performance-enhancing drugs.

He reached the 75kg bronze cauldron and succeeded on his first attempt. He then challenged 100kg and succeeded with difficulty. As for the 125kg one, he could only lift it up to his knees before he was powerless to lift it any further.

"Renato's result is 100kg!"

Perhaps because Ivan was so stunning, there was almost no cheering from the audience; only fellow Latinos offered sparse support.

……

"Next up is Shen Fan from Chinatown!"

This is an Asian, or more precisely, a Chinese, with a young face and a muscular physique that is no less impressive than Ivan's.

He's probably from the organizer's side; he'll do well, maybe even compete with Ivan.

With a confident smile, he waved to the crowd and even circled around clapping with the enthusiastic audience.

Although I don't know him personally, I feel like he's quite famous.

He skipped the first six and went straight to the seventh cauldron.

Assume a more standard horse stance, focus your energy in your lower abdomen, tense all your muscles, and go all out in one go.

"3! 2! 1! Another 175kg!"

The Asian man threw down the cauldron and raised his hands to show off his achievement, but he also did not attempt the 200kg.

It's better to be tied for first place than to rashly attempt 200kg and end up injured and in the hospital.

The organizers can also accept a tie for first place.

"Three contestants remain. Can they break the record? Please welcome our mystery contestant, the hooded man!"

The host has once again generated a wave of anticipation.

The hooded man was the tall, muscular Black man, and also the third main perpetrator.

He wore a hood that completely covered his face and did not use his real name to participate in the competition, all to prevent being recognized.

Without a doubt, it wasn't natural for him; his results ultimately stopped at 125kg. 150kg was still too difficult for him, and he needed more and better medication.

"125kg! Although it won't be the championship, it's almost certain to be third place!"

Another round of cheers erupted; there were quite a few Black people present.

The host wasn't optimistic about the last two contestants; one was still quite inexperienced, and the other didn't have much muscle.

"Please welcome the second-to-last contestant, George from Pioneer Square!"

Before going on stage, George nodded to Logan to indicate that he had spoken to a Black man.

He went up to the platform and chose a 75kg cauldron, which was his limit; he had tried it at the gym yesterday.

"75kg! That's a pretty good result!"

"Although the results seem to be settled, perhaps the last competitor can deliver a result that will surprise everyone?"

"Hahaha~"

Laughter erupted from the audience.

The host's words seemed encouraging, but his subsequent laughter was no different from that of the audience.

No one believed that the last person, who seemed to be beyond the reach of even medication, would reach a new high.

Only Jonah and Sean were absolutely convinced, while George was somewhat skeptical, always feeling that the man beside him would do something that would shock everyone.

"Let me welcome our final, hopeful contestant, Logan!"

Logan took off his jacket and walked onto the stage wearing a hoodie.

He didn't interact with the audience or pay attention to the host's sarcasm; he simply walked to the first bronze cauldron.

He held it with one hand, above his head.