All Novel Full Chapter 1067
Chapter 1067: Chapter 984 A Real Knife Hanging over the Word ‘Desire’_1 Chapter 1067: Chapter 984 A Real Knife Hanging over the Word ‘Desire’_1 Thomas was holding the rulebook, away from the noisy crowd, found a piece of mechanical wreckage that was hard to recognize but fairly flat on the surface to sit on, and started reading the manual.
When Alita talked about the competition earlier, he just responded with “yes, yes, you’re right,” without asking for details.
He assumed the [Mobile Ball Game] as [Football], [Basketball], [American Football] kind of games.
Now he was suddenly aware that something seemed to be wrong, and he desperately needed to understand the situation.
Page one: [Contents]
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[Track Designer]
[Track Specifications]
[Mobile Ball Specifications]
[Organizing Personnel]
[Team Composition]
[Competition Modes]
[Basic Rules & Penal Measures]
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He used quantum reading and quickly scanned the names of the track architect and consultant of this underground arena.
He barely skimmed the detailed specs of the track, just remembered that it’s circular, 3 kilometers per lap.
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Mobile Ball Specifications: 30 cm in diameter and weighs 40 kg.
Organizing Personnel …
“Hold on!!” Thomas suddenly paused and said, “The diameter is 30 cm, and it weighs 40 kg??”
He turned back and read the description carefully: [The shell of the mobile ball is made of a blend of carbon fiber and stainless steel, with several gyroscopes and magnets inside, allowing the ball to move on its own and move erratically during the competition.]
He quickly blinked a few times, not understanding at all, “A 40 kg stainless steel ball?
Wouldn’t this fucking thing smash someone to death?”
“Is the ball for people to play?”
He quickly read on, Organizing Personnel this part, things like supervisors, referees, league offices, all skipped.
The team consists of: Team Manager, Tuner, Mechanic, Cleaner, Mobile Ball Player…
This part of the content, because of the incident that happened when he was registering, he carefully read the job description of the [Cleaner]:
[The cleaner is responsible for cleaning up the broken equipment left on the track and and taking care of injured competitors if necessary.]
[Under normal circumstances, the cleaner must be strictly isolated from the competitors and are prohibited from contacting without authorization.]
“…” Thomas fell silent again.
“Shouldn’t the term ‘assisting’ be used for dealing with injured competitors?
Why is it ‘cleaning’?”
“Where is the team doctor??”
“Where is the paramedic??!”
[Uniforms and Equipment] written below, totally baffled him——
The first three items, mandatory wearing of armor or guards, but not requiring helmets, allowing the installation of[thrusting systems], [no restriction on the number of wheels], these are already quite absurd, but compared with the fourth and fifth items, they are just minor witchcraft:
[4.
Competitors must have “arms” and “legs” and do not allow pure “wheeled vehicles” or “tracked tanks” to participate.]
“Who the hell would take a tank to play a ball game???”
[5.
Launch-type weapons are forbidden.
(Any weapon whose main part is not connected to the user’s body belongs to this category, such as using a flamethrower, and the firing radius must be less than two meters.)]
“You can even hold a flamethrower to play the ball?
Whoever dares to grab the ball can be set on fire!?”
Thomas has a feeling like 10,000 fucking horses are galloping while spewing buckets of spit in his mind, the strong urge to vent is unstoppable.
Even so, he tried to control his emotions and didn’t slam this rulebook hard on the ground, but turned the page again:
[Competition Modes]: [Team Game] and [Cutthroat Game].
The [Team Game] mainly talks about the number of players on both teams, usually 7 players and 3 substitutes, but there are also competitions with three teams of 5 players each.
However, he won’t play the [Team Game] for the time being, so he didn’t go into details on rules like substitution, sending off, and directly jumped to [Cutthroat Game].
This is quite simple: [A non-team brawl made up of 5 to 12 people.]
But under this line, there’s another line crammed between the words, obviously an add on—
[The number of participants is not fixed, it depends on the situation that day.]
Clearly, this is a “village rule” added by the underground arena afterwards.
Seeing this line, Thomas immediately understood: What he was about to participate in —the [Cutthroat Battle], was likely not going to stick to the official number of participants.
The number of opponents would be up to luck.
He stopped, took a deep breath to calm his feelings, and after some mental preparation, he turned to the specific rules of the game.
At this moment, he feared seeing any outrageously violent rules, after all, he was just a flesh and blood body now, at most he had a hidden talent for driving mechs.
Thankfully, unlike the outrageous violent rules he had read before, the scoring rules for the game were unexpectedly harmonious—
After the Mobile Ball is launched, all contestants set off from the starting point at the same time, competing for the Mobile Ball.
Each game requires running 10 laps clockwise around the track, there are 3 red circles on the track.
Holding the Mobile Ball to pass through each red circle gets one point, a single team getting all three red circles in a lap gets an additional 2 points.
At the end of 10 laps, the team that finally crosses the finish line with the ball gets an extra 5 points.
A successful interception can also score 1 point.
That’s it.
It seems that if all the competitors play by the rules, it’s more or less like American football.
The rules even state: [Competitors are not allowed to inflict intentional harm on others].
Unfortunately, this clause applies only to biological harm; mechanical damage is part of the game.
Although Thomas has not undergone any mechanical modifications and his entire body is “biological”, according to the rules, nobody could intentionally harm him, as it would be a violation of the rules.
But there’s a problem: if he doesn’t undergo modification, how can he, in his fragile human body, catch up with the rapidly moving Mobile Ball and other contestants?
Is he supposed to run on his two legs?
Even if he got lucky and picked up the ball, can he run with a 40-kilogram ball?
As if!
That’s a job for Superman!
Even in “Chang’an”, it would have to be a player who specializes in physical attributes.
So, if you want to participate, you must enhance.
Body modification, or wear a specially customized metallic exoskeleton.
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In the [Forgotten Cemetery], exoskeletons tend to be rather rudimentary and can’t do the job.
So for Thomas, there’s only one path—
[Body Modification].
He needs to cut himself up if he wants to score a chick?
Or maybe more than one cut.
——At least his arms and legs need to be mechanical…
With that in mind, even though Thomas is extremely attracted to the mechanical girl, he can’t help but hesitate.
His sexual quirk is mechanical modification, sure, but to turn himself into something out of his sexual quirk, that’s a different story…
“I can… come back later?
Save the world first, then come back for Alita?”
“If I can’t save her old dad, helping her in revenge is good too, right?”
Thomas began to waver frenziedly.
But just then, Alita suddenly pushed through the crowd and came to his side.
And she looked right away at his ID Card, Competition Number Plate, and Rulebook in his hand.
“You’re really going to participate in the Mobile Ball Game for me?!” Alita was very excited and grabbed Thomas’s arm.
Can you blame her for being excited when someone’s willing to risk losing their limbs for her?
Thomas looked up, Alita’s exquisitely perfect face was right in front of him, his arm was caught in her mechanical arm sparkling with a cold light, the touch was so real.
He could almost see, on the Mechanical Girl’s head, the words [Favorability Up] were jumping out continuously.
So, inadvertently, his mouth replied faster than his brain:
“Yes!
That’s right!”