"8!"

"It's the number eight again. Let's congratulate the last ten brothers again. You are the last ten competitors who stand out from tens of thousands of people. Can you fly into the air? Let's see what the ten lucky brothers are like?"

The moon laughed and shouted loudly.

"Whoop!"

No one is willing to object to such a fashionable event. Ten figures appear in mid-air in the instant of the fall of the murderous voice of the moon in the crowd.

"Quick, everybody reach out and silence these lucky ones, let's also get in touch with Europe. Although, I don't know what the so-called European atmosphere is. You should...