The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life
Chapter 73: The First Victory

Chapter 73: The First Victory

Before, he was not aware of the culprit, but in the second attack, he was able to spot a gray shadow darting towards the right side of his face.

Wen Nou knew who it was. The dog had gray fur, and he was astonished. He stood up and backed away in full speed before searching for the figure of the little dog, but he couldn’t find it.

"Behind you!" Chen Ren shouted, but it was too late.

Wen Nou was tackled. His back was hit by a cannon ball force, prompting him to scream in pain. His knees buckled to the ground, creating a loud thud.

He tried getting up, but the red-eyed Little Mantou, who had been watching his master finish one snack after another, didn’t give the opponent a break and went to paint his opponent’s face with red paw prints.

"Ah!" Wen Nou cried, and his face slowly swelled like a pig. He tried to catch the little dog, but it was very fast; his hands only touched air. Blocking the attacks his arms also wasn’t a good idea because the little dog’s paws were small and were able to slip through the gaps of his defense.

"Idiot, use your power!" Lou Anke yelled from below the platform.

Lou Anke’s shout was like a fuse, and the Outer District burst into cheers, turned to the dumbfounded crowd of Soaring Height’s supporters, and began spanking their butts to mock them.

"Who’s laughing now?"

"He can’t even beat a dog!"

Some grandmothers untied their bandanas and swung them in the air, starting to dance in celebration while the children kept barking woof woof.

The other side was tongue-tied and couldn’t retaliate due to the one-sided beating of Wen Nou.

Thus, they put their attention on Wen Nou and shouted at him to get up and don’t embarrass the ability users.

Han Wangping’s eyebrows creased. He looked at the opposite team’s waiting area.

The directors, including Gong Panli, approached the edge and were stunned by what was happening. Shangguan, on the other hand, hid the smile on his lips.

Liang Er and her team were among the audience and were also enjoying the scene of Wen Nou’s miserable state, but they controlled themselves from making such a big reaction.

This was definitely worth a ticket!

Gong Panli, Mr. Fang, Tan Ge, and Jun Qi unconsciously clapped.

Good, little doggy! Punch him more!

The quote about ’everyone had a plan until they are punch in the face’ was very true.

Wen Nou’s thoughts were in disarray, scattered like clouds with every slap he received.

Slap-

Slap-

Slap-

The little dog’s bullet-like paws rained down, creating afterimages that were impossible for the naked eye to detect.

It was only because of Wen Nou’s reaction and the red bruises that they were able to tell he was attacked because the others only saw a grey dog sitting on Wen Nou’s face.

"Idiot! Don’t just lie there and run!" Lou Anke shouted.

Anning crossed her arms and clicked her tongue at Wen Nou’s shameful state.

Chen Ren’s mouth was opened, and he couldn’t find the right words to say at the moment, while Han Wangping frowned.

Li Chunhua tossed the trash of the snacks back into her space before taking out a food box. The smell drifted in the air, under her nose, and on the noses of some people.

[Sweet and sour chicken]

She craned her neck to see if Little Mantou was still not done before rubbing her hands sneakily.

"I can smell chicken," someone asked before sniffing.

"You must be dreaming. How can someone cook chicken when the base is forbidden to sell it?" His friend elbowed him.

The man scratched his hair. But he can really smell it, though.

"Eh?" Little Mantou stopped, and his nose twitched, picking up the scent.

(～￣(OO)￣)ブ

He knows that smell. His master is eating food boxes without him! How cruel!

The short distraction allowed Wen Nou to roll over and escape the little dog’s clutches. He sprinted away while panting.

This move of his made Lou Anke, his teammates, and the Soaring Height supporters heave sighs of relief, but it was only momentarily because they heard Wen Nou’s familiar pig-like screams again.

Little Mantou, motivated by the delicious smell, became a ferocious beast and in just a few seconds outrun Wen Nou subjecting him to another round of beating.

"Woo woo." Wen Nou’s cries morphed into muffled screams. Wen Nou attempted to roll over to save his face from further beating, but Little Mantou didn’t let him succeed and pried open his arms wide before using one of his skills.

"Thousand lightning stomps." Little Mantou barked, and an illusion of thousands of pink-padded paws descended on Wen Nou.

What the f*ck? How is that possible?

Wen Nou had only managed to blink once and utter his last cry before he was knocked out cold. Even in the last sliver of his consciousness, he still couldn’t comprehend what had happened.

The moment Wen Nou passed out, the Outer District jumped from their seats, celebrated their first victory, and began doing some break dancing, bumping each other’s chests, and beating their pots before mocking the other side.

"Yow, yow, yow. Your candidate just got mauled by a dog! Ha ha ha."

The other side slumped in their seats from the loss, and they started labeling Wen Nou as someone who couldn’t even beat a dog.

The staff quickly sent the medical team to carry unconscious Wen Nou out and treat him. Chen Ren followed the medical team.

Lou Anke cursed.

"I can’t believe Wen Nou became dumb." Anning commented.

Han Wangping sat down couldn’t help but remind Anning. "Be careful on your fight."

"Is just an old woman. What do I need to watch out for?" Anning retorted in dissatisfaction but Han Wangping gave her a sidelong glance making her accept the command. "Alright. So naggy."

"The winner for this round is from the Team Treasure Chests, Little Mantou." The host was still in disbelief. Dang, this must the oddest fight he witness!

"Little Mantou! Little Mantou!" The Outer District cheered.

The little fox leapt from the platform and returned to his seat in a haste, only to find out his master had already finished the food box and only chicken bones were left.

"Master!"

"What? "Li Chunhua was startled.

"What about mine?"

"Ah, here." Li Chunhua presented him with an open food box.

(╯▔皿▔)╯

What is this? Only the sauce is left!

Li Chunhua even burped before congratulating him. "Good job, but you could have made it longer."

Little Mantou: "..." So you can eat more without me?

Gong Panli, Siri, Mr. Fang, Tan Ge, and Jun Qi surrounded the little fox and gave him pats, which lessened Little Mantou’s anger.

Because the match between the dog and Wen Nou shattered the people’s worldviews, they didn’t dare underestimate the next contestant anymore.

Everyone was even looking forward to what sort of Kung Fu Master Grandma Siri is, and the cheers were no less loud than during Little Mantou’s victory.

"Grandma Siri! Grandma Siri!"

Anning was the first to reach the platform, and the moment Siri’s feet landed on it, the cool-headed Elf instantly received a barrage of trash talk, with the contents aimed at his 360 degrees wrinkly appearance.

Siri’s temples throbbed. "What did you say?"

Little Mantou was shocked, sucked in a mouthful of air before closing his eyes with his paws.

"Heck, I don’t want to see this," he mumbled under his breath in fear.

Li Chunhua snuck a glance at the little fox before popping a snack in her mouth.

I need to recharge for my fight!