The Summoner of the Battle of All Realms

I saw a few words written on the wooden board.

"Ninety-nine".

"This is a word guessing puzzle. The answer is one word. Okay, if you have the answer, you can come here and write it down." Meng's father pointed to the side.

There, there were more than a dozen square tables with pens, ink, paper and inkstones placed on them.

In front of the table, there is a horizontal line, more than one meter away.

If there is someone in front of this table, the next person must wait outside the horizontal line for a while.

This is done to prevent the other person from seeing the previous person's answer.

I have to say, this is quite thoughtful.

…

"Well", Fusu looked at the numbers above, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.

"It's too easy." Fusu stood up and walked towards the place where he answered the question.

"Let me go, who is this person? He is so awesome."

"You figured it out so quickly? You must be confused."

"There is actually someone smarter than me. The other person's answer must be wrong."

…

Seeing Fusu's actions, everyone made malicious guesses.

No one thought Fusu could guess correctly.

Because Fusu's speed was so fast, he could answer in seconds.

Meng's father couldn't help but be stunned, and then a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

"Grandma, can't you think about it for a while? If you get the answer wrong, how should I continue to act in the next scene?" Meng's father almost hated Fusu in his heart.

Meng Qingyou's eyes also showed a strange light, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

She was very curious about Fusu's answer.

Mengfu couldn't help but stepped forward because he was worried. He wanted to see what Fusu's answer was.

…

Fusu walked to a table, picked up a brush, and wrote a word on it.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Meng's father's eyes lit up, "That's right."

Then, Meng's father felt infinite admiration in his heart, "Oh, he is indeed Fusu. He is awesome. With this talent, no one else can match it." Meng's father thought secretly in his heart.

After Fusu finished writing, he returned to his original place and talked to Fan Binbin and Yang Mi.

Fan Binbin and Yang Mi just came to watch the fun, not to participate.

Then, more and more people thought of the answer. Even those who didn't think of the answer also went up to get one.

"Okay, the time for one stick of incense has passed, let me reveal the answer." Meng's father saw that the stick of incense was burned out, and then asked his servants to reveal the answer.

"White", the word appeared again on the answer board.

"Oh, it's white, ninety-nine, isn't it one hundred minus one hemp? Why didn't I think of that?" Some people suddenly realized the answer, and then became endlessly annoyed.

It's a shame that he didn't fight because he thought he was smart.

A word guessing puzzle instantly stumped a large number of heroes.

And those who answered, all raised their heads proudly, extremely proud.

"Okay, the answer has come out. Those who answered correctly please go to the left, and those who did not answer correctly please go to the right." Meng's father said to everyone.

"Please be more conscious, we will check again later." Meng's father did not give anyone the opportunity to take advantage of it.

After hearing Meng's father's words, everyone separated into two teams.

Then, the servant came over with the paper.

In addition to the word "white" on the paper, there is also a signature in the lower left corner. Whoever writes it will receive it.

This move immediately caused some people who were trying to get through to leave in despair.

…

Seeing this, Meng's father nodded.

As long as Fusu is here, he can continue the play.

"Okay, let's look at the second question." With a smile on his face, Meng's father asked someone to announce the second question.

On the second wooden board, the second question is written.

Only one word.

"one"!

When they saw this title, everyone was confused. What does it mean?

Fusu couldn't help but frown, feeling a little speechless.

"This is an idiom question. Through this word, you can think of an idiom," Mengfu said with a smile.

"idiom"? Everyone frowned.

"One?" Fusu's brows couldn't help but frown. What kind of idiom was this?

At this moment, Yang Mi suddenly reached out to Fusu's ear and whispered a word.

"Are you sure?" Fusu was startled and looked at Yang Mi in surprise.

"Of course", Yang Mi nodded seriously.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fusu stepped forward and walked to the table again under the gaze of everyone.

"Who is this person? He's really awesome." Seeing Fusu's actions, the people behind him immediately started discussing again.

"I don't know him. He must be from a certain family."