...0.
The countdown ends.
Shen Mo's points change to 2, while Jefferson's score and semi-portrait projection disappear.
Shen Mo stands on the stage, glancing at the soil in his hand, his brow slightly furrowed.
The soil, after multiple uses, has changed from its original black-gray to current gray-white, and feels like a lump of dough in his hand. He has one last chance to use it.
However...
He looks up, his long and thin eyes slightly squinted as they face the glaring lights and gaze towards the audience.
——If he wins this battle, he would be dividing the items from the other 25 people, and perhaps, there might be some with healing functions.
"That was amazing!" Tan Xiao excitedly shouted from below the stage, "Boss, you were absolutely terrific! Let's see who dares to come up next…"
Before he finishes his sentence, a tall and skinny man jumps onto the stage!
Tan Xiao: "???"
