Time flew by, and three days had passed since the mascot voting event concluded.
During these three days, Yang Lin had been preparing for the upcoming sports meet.
To save as many rewards as possible and ensure that the prizes he sponsored didn't end up in the hands of outsiders, he decided to send out every animal he could.
"Great Grandpa, remember to aim at the target, not at people," Yang Lin said nervously, watching a black-suited, gold-chained, sunglasses-wearing chimpanzee named Shitifu in suspenders, standing in the chimpanzee enclosure, holding a slingshot he had made himself.
Yang Lin was on edge, afraid that Shitifu might accidentally aim the slingshot at the tourists outside.
However, Shitifu dismissed Yang Lin's warning with disdain.
"Don't you trust your grandpa? Watch and learn what real precision guidance looks like!"
With that, a small stone shot out from Shitifu's slingshot and hit the bullseye on a target over thirty meters away.
Yang Lin's face lit up with satisfaction at the sight.
The tourists outside the enclosure also burst into cheers.
Wow, judging by the director's attitude, is he planning to have Shitifu compete in the shooting event?
"It's pretty much confirmed. Who knew Shitifu not only throws poop accurately but is also a shooting master."
"Maybe he practiced on us tourists as moving targets."
While the tourists were still marveling at Shitifu's incredible aim, Yang Lin moved on to the monkey enclosure.
Originally, he had planned to have Li Kong participate in the high-altitude events, but due to his previous scandal, Yang Lin turned his attention to Old Man Qiang.
As soon as he entered the monkey enclosure, Yang Lin saw Old Man Qiang dressed in hip-hop attire.
"Little Yang, I like the outfit you picked for me, but I can't seem to pull up these pants."
Old Man Qiang tried to adjust his pants, which had slipped down to his knees.
"Old Man Qiang, forget about the clothes for now. Have you practiced on the parallel bars I set up for you?"
"You mean these two things? They're way too easy. Watch this!"
With that, the long-armed Old Man Qiang leaped onto the parallel bars.
His arms, much longer than his body, began to perform a series of intricate maneuvers.
He did single-arm giant swings, 1080-degree aerial spins, and more.
In no time, he had completed all the difficult gymnastics moves Yang Lin had shown him.
He even ended with a perfect bow.
Yang Lin could only raise his thumb in admiration.
Although he had expected Old Man Qiang to handle these moves with ease, he hadn't anticipated him mastering them so effortlessly after just a few video viewings.
Of course, Yang Lin's thoughts were one thing, but the tourists outside were utterly stunned by Old Man Qiang's performance.
"Holy crap, what's the point of even competing?"
"We're doomed. Humans are going to get completely crushed."
"I wouldn't be surprised if Old Man Qiang could take a poop mid-air."
"Clearly, you can't mess with grandpa. Even with no teeth, he's still a beast."
"Didn't you notice Old Man Qiang was doing all the moves banned by the Olympic Committee?"
"It looks like these moves are as easy as drinking water for him."
Just when everyone thought it couldn't get any more impressive, the performances of the other animals made it feel almost unreal.
A black bear lifting 300 kilograms, a cheetah running a hundred meters in under six seconds.
If these results were from humans, they would be considered superhuman.
But for these animals, it was just another day at the park.
While the tourists were in awe, they also quickly uploaded videos of these training sessions online.
As expected, the videos caused a huge stir.
Especially among the athletes who had signed up for these events, there was a chorus of lamentations.
"Oh no, I signed up for the 100-meter dash. I'm totally screwed."
"Don't worry, if the cheetah is behind you, you might not beat him, but you'll definitely break the world record."
"Haha, I bet your adrenaline would go through the roof."
"Old Man Qiang's gymnastics are the real deal. I wonder why humans lost these skills during evolution."
"Well, we just evolved differently. They maxed out on agility, while we went all-in on intelligence."
"What's there to worry about? Even Olympic champions would lose. We're not losing face."
"Luckily, I signed up for other events. I should be fine."
"Yeah, I don't think Yang Lin can field animals for every event."
"Exactly, not all animals are good at sports."
Soon, these comments reached Yang Lin.
"They make a good point," he thought, "but that's no problem. After all, I've got a secret weapon."
With a smug smile, Yang Lin sneaked into the zoo after closing time.
He wanted to show everyone that just because other animals couldn't compete, it didn't mean the animals of West Rainbow Zoo couldn't.
As Yang Lin meticulously prepared for the competition, the day of the Ningnan City First Special Sports Meet finally arrived.
On this day, tourists and competitors from all over the country arrived in Ningnan using various forms of transportation.
According to unofficial statistics, nearly 200,000 tourists poured into Ningnan the day before the event.
The city's traffic nearly collapsed under the strain.
Even the major transportation hubs were pushed to their limits.
Yet, nothing could dampen the enthusiasm of the visitors.
When the time came for the opening ceremony, the Ningnan City Central Stadium, the main venue of the event, was buzzing with excitement.
As colorful fireworks lit up the sky, the athletes participating in the sports meet began to enter the arena.
The first to enter were the human athletes, including Olympic champions, provincial team members, and some amateur sports enthusiasts.
On their outfits, they all had the image of Shitifu, and even the dolls they carried were grinning Shitifus. It was no exaggeration to say that Shitifu's presence was everywhere in the stadium.
As these athletes entered, the tens of thousands of spectators erupted in thunderous applause.
But before they could finish cheering, the next moment, a group of diverse creatures followed the human athletes onto the field.
The crowd erupted once again, this time with even greater enthusiasm.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!