When "God" Decides To Start Over

In order to prevent himself from being caught and beaten to death by the people from the City of Light, Meng Xiaotian did not dare reveal his identity, instead pretending to be a regular tourist, keeping a very low profile these days as he awaited the start of the Demon Spirit Contest.

As the start of the Demon Spirit Contest was drawing nearer, quite a few people from nearby cities were arriving in the City of Light. Most of them were tourists coming for the excitement, with the most coming from Red Sand City; even when combined, those from other cities couldn't outnumber those from Red Sand City.

Tickets for the Demon Spirit Contest had already gone on sale, with the lowest price for the outermost seats starting at 88 space coins, and prices for the front row seats were even higher.

Meng Xiaotian couldn't help but gripe inwardly, "For such a crappy contest, they're actually selling tickets for 88? That's insane, right? Who in their right mind would spend 88 to watch this kind of contest?"

Despite the complaint, Meng Xiaotian still gritted his teeth and spent 688 on a front-row ticket, so it would be convenient for him to shoot and gather material.

Just as he was about to leave after buying the ticket, Meng Xiaotian's gaze swept across the faces of those lined up to buy tickets and suddenly paused. He noticed a person dressed in a trench coat, wearing a hat and sunglasses lining up to buy tickets.

This person was wrapped up tightly, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

But who was Meng Xiaotian? Known as the hound of the Magic Armor Master, he could sniff out the presence of a Magic Armor Master.

Of course, this was an exaggeration, but Meng Xiaotian did indeed have a very detailed understanding of Magic Armor Masters.

Even though he couldn't see the person's face, just from his build, the gold chain around his neck, and the big ring on his finger, he had already confirmed the person's identity.

"Jia Bo... what is he doing here..." Meng Xiaotian quietly observed for a while longer and quickly confirmed his eyes were not deceiving him; this person was indeed Jia Bo, the controller of the Anger Celestial Venerable Demon Armor, a Magic Armor Master who consistently ranked within the top hundred worldwide.

One reason it was so easy for Meng Xiaotian to recognize Jia Bo was that Jia Bo was among the few Magic Armor Masters whose real name was more famous than his Demon Armor code name.

This guy was a flamboyant show-off; whenever he fought, whether it was against a demon spirit or against another Magic Armor Master, he proclaimed his name and enjoyed accepting media interviews.

Due to the mystery of the Magic Armor Master profession, most Magic Armor Masters would never accept interviews, making someone like Jia Bo a natural darling of the news media.

Even though Jia Bo's Magic Armor Master ranking was just barely within the top hundred, his fame was greater than many Magic Armor Masters who could rank within the top twenty.

He even called himself a "free and independent Magic Armor Master," unconstrained by any organization or force, fighting solely to eliminate demon spirits and protect civilians, emerging from humble beginnings.

But Meng Xiaotian knew very well that Jia Bo's father was a mine owner, truly someone who had mines at home; how could he be any sort of grassroots Magic Armor Master?

If he were really a grassroots Magic Armor Master and didn't join any organization or force, he'd never be able to afford a Demon Armor.

"Jia Bo is coming here to watch the Demon Spirit Contest? With his personality, even if he came to watch, he should come openly—what's with all the secrecy? There's definitely something wrong here... Could he be here to cause trouble..." Meng Xiaotian's heart began to pound at this thought, almost jumping up in excitement.

This was simply a godsend opportunity. If Jia Bo really caused trouble at the Demon Spirit Contest, Meng Xiaotian could make a huge gain this time.

As long as he recorded the entire process, made it into a video, and released it, wouldn't the views soar?

Meng Xiaotian had already thought of the video title: "Demon Spirit Contest Turns Into Exorcist Battle, Magic Armor Master Subdues All Demons and Ghosts." Just thinking about it filled him with excitement.

"I have to observe carefully!" Meng Xiaotian immediately rejoined the line, planning to buy another ticket, preferably one behind Jia Bo, so he could record the entire process.

Finding out where Jia Bo was buying a seat wouldn't be too difficult; with Meng Xiaotian's experience, he just needed to look at the available seats and coax a couple of sentences out of the ticket seller to accomplish it.

What frustrated Meng Xiaotian was that this lousy place didn't support ticket returns, so he had to buy another ticket for a seat behind, making the previously bought 688 seat a waste.

These tickets were something nobody would buy, and even a scalper couldn't sell them.

Additionally, Meng Xiaotian didn't want to attract attention, so he didn't dare sell the ticket at a low price.

Everything was set up, and Meng Xiaotian just waited for the day the Demon Spirit Contest opened for a good show.

In Li Xiu's office, Sha Chu was reporting on work.

"Boss, recently a lot of weird people have come to the city, including quite a few Magic Armor Masters, probably not with the best intentions. Do you want to invite them over for a cup of tea?" Sha Chu said.

"No need, as long as they aren't doing anything outrageous, let them do as they please," Li Xiu replied with a smile.

"That's unlikely, they're Magic Armor Masters, not terrorists; even if they cause trouble, it would be by provoking at the Demon Spirit Contest, not harming ordinary people," Sha Chu said.

"Then it's no problem. Keep an eye on them and don't let them disturb the civilians; other matters can be ignored. Just ensure the Demon Spirit Contest is organized well," Li Xiu didn't seem too concerned. Magic Armor Masters provoking on his turf? That would be asking for it.

"Alright, the opening is the day after tomorrow, the participant list will be announced tomorrow, and everything else is already in place. If no one sabotages it, there shouldn't be any issues," Sha Chu nodded. It had already reached this point, and there was no turning back, so they could only brace themselves and proceed with the Demon Spirit Contest.