Summoner of Miracles

The BoB tournament is divided into two days.

Preliminary race on the first day.

The next day there will be a run-off.

The qualifying period is December 13, 2025.

The main event will take place on December 14, 2025.

In other words, today is the day of the premiere.

With this in mind, after Rosen submitted her entries, there was a countdown to the start of the match, in addition to the battlesheet.

Due to the fact that Rojin arrived earlier, there was more than an hour left before the start of the game.

However, Rojin did identify his own opposing group.

“Group A, number one? ”

Looking at the list that appeared on the watch, Lo smiled.

“It's number one in the first group. Is that a good idea? ”

The list of battlesheets is all randomly assigned by the system, even if the first enrolled person is randomly assigned to any one of the 15 groups, and if the first number of the first group is always empty and the last enrolled player is drawn, it is normal.

Roseanne drew the first number of the first group.

Lucky for you, nobody else.

But Rojin did a quick tour of the battle table and found several names of characters he'd heard of.

For example, the thirteenth place wind in the last BoB tournament was in this column.

“Isn't this the last one who escaped in the land of death? ”

Ro really had to do one thing, followed by a playful smile.

“You really can't escape for a lifetime. ”

After a lap, this master, who once won the 13th place in the BoB contest, fled in front of Luo Jin last time. Now he's back in front of Luo Jin again. It's really a trick.

Guess that player's got a dead heart by now, huh?

“If you run into him in the preliminaries, give him a little water. ”

This is quite a special consideration.

Thinking about it, Ro Zhen did not leave at the first moment, but stood still for a while before smiling and turning around and walking deep into the front of the first floor lobby of the Presidential Palace.

There are several elevators on the walls, you can go up or down, and a lot of the players go through the elevators to the underground venues.

One of them was in an elevator, and there was a girl that Ro was really familiar with.

“Huh...”

The girl looked at Luo Zhen, who had just walked over. After her tongue, she pressed the button next to the elevator door, hoping that the elevator door could be closed quickly.

Unfortunately, Ro Zhenyu walked over or entered the elevator just before the elevator door closed.

The whole elevator happened to be just two young girls, and in the sense of falling, the elevator started.

Seeing as it was inevitable to sit in the same elevator as Luo Zhen, the poem could only be cold faced, arms hugged, silent.

Roseanne didn't talk either.

Because, Ro is quite certain, poetry will come to speak to itself.

If not...

“Which group are you in? ”

Poetry asks this coldly.

Ro smiled not surprisingly.

“Are you afraid to meet me? ”

Ro said something similar to provocation.

“I was afraid you'd be solved before I met you. ”

Poetry spews words like this without wavering.

“Then I really want to know who can do it.” Ro really skipped his mouth and said, “What about you? Which one are you? ”

“... Group D.” The poem was silent and half-witted, and I said faintly: “I'm in Group D, Number 20. ”

“Looks like we're not gonna make it.” Ro Zhen shrugged his shoulders, "I'm number one in Group A, how could I miss the qualifying round? ”

“Then try to get into the final race.” The poem frowned slightly and opened immediately, "I will surely return the revenge of the day before yesterday to you. ”

At the end of the day, the elevator arrived at its destination, allowing the elevator door to open directly.

Poetry does not have any hesitation to step directly into it, if you don't want to go quite as simply as Luo Zhenwei.

See, Luo Zhenzhen shook his head funny, followed him out of the elevator and entered the competition venue.

It is as spacious as the ground floor lobby, but the lights are rather scarce, only a few arc lights covered by iron frames shine a thin light, the floor and columns are either blackened copper plates or red brown iron mesh, there are some rough tables next to the walls, and the rooftop section has huge holographic panels on many sides. At present, the scene is pitch-black, only the "BoB3preliminary" is shown in dark red font and the giant egg-shaped venue countdown to the beginning of the match.

Ro really walked into this room.

The next moment...

“ ———— ”

One path of sight concentrates on Roseanne, making the atmosphere heavier in the entire space.

That's a player clustered next to a wall table or upright pole.

Some of them gathered to steal whispers, others stood there alone and knew from a glance that they were preliminaries to the upcoming BoB Competition, smelling vicious.

And the sight that this person concentrates on Luo Zhen is also full of bad.

The reason is no, just because all the people who will come here are contestants in the BoB competition, they are rivals to each other, after the start of the competition will be relentlessly slaughtered, eventually only 30 people can stay, but will also continue to slay tomorrow, with only one person left.

In that case, only the enemy would be concentrated here.

Since it is the enemy, it is naturally impossible to think how friendly it is.

However, when all the players saw what Luo really looked like, their faces changed slightly.

“Hey... he's not...”

“That's him...”

“Damn, I can't believe I'm here...”

“Hope you don't have too much luck with him before the main game...”

“Hmm...”

A player immediately turned his ears and looked at Roseanne as if he had just been so unscrupulous, but filled with fear and exclamation, shifting his gaze away.

As if he hadn't noticed this scene, Luo Zhen slowly walked forward and took himself into a corner, leaning against the pillar, holding his arms, closing his eyes and raising God.

From time to time, the players glanced at Luo Jin, but immediately moved away. Only a handful of players looked at him with curiosity, gauge, examination and exploration, as if they wanted to remember Luo Jin's appearance, very seriously.

Including poetry sitting in the corner.

“What are you so mad at? ”

Poetry held a cold drink and looked at Luo Zhen, who was keeping his eyes closed, whispering out a sentence.

In response to such a poem is a male player.

A male player who doesn't know when to walk in front of him.

“'Cause it's strong. That's why it's so spiritual. ”

The male player who said such a sentence was a man with long silver grey hair, wearing a straight grey camouflage costume slightly brighter than dark grey, a smart face suitable for his tall skinny body size, with no armor on his body, allowing people to feel his flexibility, rather than being a soldier through hundreds of wars, a member of the special forces.

Seeing this man, Poetry's expression finally softened a little.

“There you are, Mirror. ”

Poetry is so open.

The other side is Kyoji Shinagawa's role in GGO - "Mirror".

“I'm coming. ”

The mirror greeted the poem and then looked in the direction of Roseanne.

In the eyes, different colors are flashing.