My Pet Beast is Super Fearsome-Chapter 240 - 239 Disqualification

Chapter 240: Chapter 239 Disqualification

Chapter 240: Chapter 239 Disqualification

The control room was filled with a soft blue glow as more than a dozen people were busy monitoring the operational status of all the systems in the venue in real time.

The enormous screen that dominated the entire wall displayed various data, with red and green indicator lights flashing intermittently.

The main venue was spacious with many lights, and the maintenance of the battle scenes was complex. Hence, such large venues often used advanced intelligent control systems that saved on manpower, requiring only a few technical staff to input simple commands at the appropriate time to run automatically according to the program.

Beyond the control room, to refine the division of labor, there were also the light control room, electric control room, scene maintenance room, etc., each managing different functions of the entire venue while all the data was monitored in real time by the control room.

“Beep—”

At that moment, a brief fluctuation suddenly occurred in one of the programs running in the control room. The fluctuation was so brief that not even the alarm had time to emit a complete warning before it stopped abruptly.

All eyes in the room turned to look in that direction; the staff member responsible for that sector smiled casually, “It’s probably a small BUG in the new intelligent system, it’s back to normal now. I’ll need to check it thoroughly after the competition.”

His colleagues, hearing this, also felt it made sense. Since the new system was being used for the first time, there might be some coding errors, but such a short glitch shouldn’t cause any serious problem.

After all, it wasn’t their responsibility, and they thought better not to meddle. With that in mind, they turned back to monitor their own data.

Just then, the employee who’d experienced the problem sneakily sent a message on his phone, then he looked up and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he realized someone was standing behind him.

He turned stiffly, a look of sheer terror on his face, his lips trembling.

“Chief… Chief.”

…

Inside the main venue, everyone’s eyes were fixed on the four large screens floating above the arena, and even the cheering had quieted down significantly.

The card with a dark purple background in the video slowly flipped over, and just as it was about to flip open, it hesitated for a moment. However, the pause was so brief that no one noticed.

“The competition mode is ‘Team Battle!'”

As the card flipped open, there was a burst of surprise from the audience, for many of them knew that there weren’t enough players from Su City University, especially the fan club under the Su City University’s preparation area, which immediately felt downcast.

Some less fervent fans chattered about there being a fix, but their voices were quickly drowned out by other noises.

The man known as Bald Strong, formerly flushed with excitement, now had a frozen expression, his one fist tightly clenched, his lips tight with a look of unwillingness.

Shao Zifeng sighed; they had ultimately drawn this mode. Although reluctant, he had to accept it.

Both Li Yiming and Casar had a look of disappointment in their eyes, while Hu Shiwu was still basking in his ‘moment of glory,’ with a goofy grin on his face.

Seeing the draw results, Qin Zhaoxu from Xiangshan University, who had been bored, suddenly perked up. He sat up from his slouching position, cheerfully picked up his teacup, blew on it a couple of times. There was nothing more thrilling than advancing directly to the top four.

Thinking of the joyful moment, Qin Zhaoxu even crossed his legs and hummed a popular tune.

Yu Hong, his mood hitting rock bottom, found her anger rising when seeing him so cheerfully; she might not even get married, and this jerk was still happily humming away.

Slap.

Qin Zhaoxu’s hand shook, almost spilling his tea. He looked up in bewilderment at Yu Hong’s annoyed face and asked cautiously, “Teacher Yu, why did you hit me?”

“Oh,” Yu Hong said nonchalantly, staring at her own palm without lifting her head, “there was a mosquito just now.”

“But it’s winter…”

Smack!

Qin Zhaoxu covered his head, feeling wronged, “Thank you, teacher, for helping me kill the mosquito.”

“Mmm,” Yu Hong nodded lightly, but she sighed inwardly. This child was so slick, it made her hesitant to strike.

“Uh… dear audience, it seems we are facing an unexpected situation. Su City University, considered the dark horse of this competition, may…”

The commentator was conflicted. He had never dealt with this kind of problem before. After all, no school had ever come to a competition with fewer than five people. Although the qualifying competition rules stated that having less than five participants meant elimination, he, as a commentator, didn’t dare to make such a declaration by himself.

But dragging this out wasn’t a solution either. At that moment, a faint sound came through the loudspeakers, and the commentator perked up, “Please wait a moment, everyone, the qualifying competition committee is currently discussing a resolution.”

He then swiftly shut off the mic, leaving behind a crowd of confused audience members who let out questioning noises from time to time.

In the president’s box on the third tier of the spectator seats, Feng Yaohua, the chair of this competition’s committee, sat in the center. On either side of him were other members of the committee, all of whom were respected elders who had made significant contributions to the Yundu District.

Further back sat the influential figures from Yundu City, with Zhao Liqian, Gou Donghai, and others prominently present.

“Let’s discuss, how should we handle this situation?” Feng Yaohua tapped his fingers on the armrest, not sharing his own thoughts first but casting the question to the others.

“Cough, I think we should let these kids go on and compete. They’ve come this far, and it’s not easy; we can’t just disqualify them,” a white-haired, stern-faced old man stated his opinion at a deliberate pace.

“Old Yu, that’s not right. The qualification rules are clear, written in black and white: if a team has fewer than the required members, they’re disqualified. How can you just change that? I think their qualification should be canceled,” another elder dressed in a tunic suit said with discontent.

“Wang Old-timer, you’ve been the chancellor of Yundu University for more than a decade, why be so stubborn with a bunch of kids as you grow old? I think we should just let it slide; it’s not easy for these kids to have persisted this long,” an elder in uniform said, his face beaming with a smile as he urged for leniency.

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“Hey, you old thing, when you were the director of the Abnormal Administration Bureau, you were famously impartial. How come you’re muddling things up now?” the man in the tunic suit retorted dissatisfied.

“That’s not the way to talk…”

“I think…”

Hearing the old timers bicker incessantly, none persuading the other, Feng Yaohua waved his hands resignedly, “Alright, alright, if we can’t agree, then let’s vote by raising hands, as per the old rules. I think we should give the young ones a chance.”

After speaking, Feng Yaohua was the first to raise his hand.

“Hey, rules are rules, I object.”

The other few glanced at each other and raised their hands one after another.

Feng Yaohua counted the votes. There were only three in favor of giving a chance, while five believed rules should be followed.

Seeing this, he sighed, “Well then, Xiao Wu, go down and notify them to disqualify Su City University.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, but rather, his hands were tied.

Gou Donghai showed a hint of joy upon hearing this, subtly taking out his phone to send a text message, then looked smugly at Zhao Liqian, who appeared upset.