With the doors open, the representatives made their way to the arena and came across a grayish road with lanterns at the sides.
On the poles of the lanterns, there were numbers—twenty, forty, sixty, eighty, and one hundred—marking the distance.
Before the road, there were about three hundred tiles on the ground—they were in a straight line—and the highest number was at the front.
Thus, the top rankers walked all the way back, hundreds of meters, until they found their tile and saw that those with the highest numbers went all the way to the front.
"The representatives will enter the road one by one—those at the bottom of the rankings will start first, and those at the top will start last!"
The commentator's voice sounded.
"What? How fucking long do we have to wait then?!"
A representative in 20th place shouted out of frustration, knowing that those at the last places would have to wait hours for their turn!
