Dad’s Alien Restaurant Text Volume Chapter 2443 I found that you are becoming more and more cute. "So, what am I nervous about?" Xi loosened his fist and smiled at the corner of the audience. meaning.

"However, is all this within his calculations? Since that post was posted in the morning?" Xi looked at McGonagall with a little more curiosity in his eyes.

As she came to the dungeon, McGonagall's performance was not uncomfortable at all, all kinds of arrangements were made handily, and the sorrowful operation continued, which gave her the illusion of being a fake dungeon.

The extraordinary performance in the professional field successfully convinced the on-site judges, obtained rare high scores, and successfully advanced to the top four. For the task, it was a successful step.

The top four list has been released. The first place is Angelina, who scored 92 points. The second place is Iman. McGonagall leads the fourth place with a slight difference of 0.4 and ranks third.

The other four players are eliminated.

"Referee, I have a question!" Denton stood up angrily.

Everyone looked at him, with a little bit of pity in their eyes.

According to the original script, he should have successfully advanced to the semi-finals now, instead of being pitifully swept into the elimination list as he is now.

The referee looked in the direction of the director.

Johnny nodded slightly, indicating that he could let him speak.

"Sporter Johnny, do you have any questions?" the referee looked at him and asked.

Johnny pointed to McGonagall and said: "Hades just joined the Kitchen King Tournament this morning, with a basic pk value of zero. This is just a few hours. Why can the network score reach three points? This is impossible!"

Other players have similar expressions, all looking at the referee and judges.

"This is indeed strange." David also nodded.

As a three-time veteran judge, he knew very well that in the quarterfinals, a three-point network score meant that Hades' pk value at the moment had exceeded 30 million.

Although this score is far below the average of players in the same field, it has exceeded the normal threshold for a player who has just been officially announced for less than five hours.

Facing the doubts of the players and judges, the referee calmly raised his hand and said: "Please switch to the real-time pk list."

An eight-final pk list appeared on the big screen of the game, Angelina topped the list with 150 million, followed by Iman with 130 million, and at the end of the list there was three thousand and five. Hades with a million pk value.

35 million, the number is still jumping wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the score calculation formula appeared on the screen. According to the calculation, McGonagall’s current real-time network score is 3.1, which is an increase of 0.1 compared to the previous one.

"What the **** did this guy do?!"

This is the most shocking thought in the hearts of all the judges and players on the scene at this moment.

"Just kidding, now Hades is the justice brother with over 100 million fans on the entire network!"

"Understand, after all, the players and judges have been disconnected from the Internet for two hours, and they don't know that the times have changed."

"If you don't vote, I don't vote, when will Brother Justice reach the top! Brother Moe! Give me your vote!"

Netizens are crazy and are very satisfied with this result.

"It's not..." Denton's emotions were almost out of control.

"Are you crazy! This is the live broadcast of the Kitchen King Tournament! You don't want to die, I still want to die!" But at this moment, his agent's slightly trembling voice blasted in his ears, causing He immediately became sober, choking on the words behind, and did not dare to say it.

"This is incredible. I'm very convinced. Congratulations to Hades." Denton tried to control his emotions and squeezed a little smile at McGonagall.

"Thank you." McGonagall looked at Denton's smiling face that was more ugly than crying, and felt amused in his heart, and the smile on his face became a bit brighter.

The contestants' doubts were resolved, and the program group intimately gave the eliminated contestants a time to bid farewell to the stage.

Although this is a cooking competition show, because of the many auras and traffic blessings, the players themselves already have star attributes.

Most of the top eight players in the past will sign contracts with the Mocha Group's brokerage companies and make their debuts according to their respective attributes.

The eliminated players bid farewell to the arena, and the promoted players successfully took their seats. While congratulating them on their successful promotion, the judges also announced that the semi-finals will be held tomorrow and the rules of the game will be announced on the spot tomorrow.

So far, the two-and-a-half-hour final eight of the Kitchen King Tournament has come to an end.

"The live broadcast is over, everyone has worked hard." Johnny took off his headphones and stood up and said.

The camera has all been shut down, and the judges also got up one after another, and they sat in motion for more than two hours.

The players stepped down and were taken away by their respective agents.

"Did you paint me powder?" McGonagall asked Xi through the long passage.

"No." Xi shook his head.

"Then thirty million is too exaggerated, right?" McGonagall still felt a little weird.

"The morning event is still fermenting, and at the same time, the Kitchen King Competition also gave a lot of traffic blessing, so it has reached this popularity." Xi explained.

"Has Horace been arrested?" McGonagall asked with a small smile.

"Charlie and Bart have been controlled by the Investigation Bureau, but Horace has not yet come to the case."

"With Fergus' black heart, it's a question of whether Horace is still alive." McGonagall shook his head and thought a little: "Give me the position of Horace. I know you can get it."

"What do you want to do?" Xi stopped and looked at him deeply.

"I said, justice may be late, but it will never be absent." McGonagall smiled.

"This kind of thing should be handed over to the Investigation Bureau. Your approach does not conform to the rules of our underground city." Xi shook his head.

"Let him die in silence, is this in line with the rules of your dungeon." McGonagall smiled with a bit of sarcasm, "Yes, they set your rules from the beginning."

Xi was silent and continued to move forward.

"He should be judged and made atonement for those girls who died unjustly and are still trapped in nightmares, instead of silently dying and then being disguised as suicide." McGonagall said while looking at Xi's back.

Xi took a deep breath and looked back at him: "The rules of the program group are that players are not allowed to leave the Mocha Mansion during the game without permission, so your bracelet should stay in the mansion. You only have two hours. "

"I found that you are getting cuter and cuter." McGonagall followed her footsteps with a bright smile.

Ten minutes later, ‘Xi’ drove away from the Tucker Mansion in a speeding car.

"Women's clothing is a bit awkward, but the skirt is pretty cool." McGonagall took off his headgear and unbuttoned some tight skirts.

There is a red dot on the screen, located in a mountain col 3,000 kilometers west of Tucker City, and it is in a state of stay at the moment.

This should be Horace's positioning.

"Let's go, there will be this scumbag." McGonagall switched on the autopilot, and then began to change gear.