"Here, Creator, you will see the world's most amazing circus performance..."

He limped beside Zhao Yuan with a crutch in one hand.

The circus leader said to him in an almost high tone.

"The circus has various performances beyond imagination. The most famous of them are the performances of the deformed people far and wide. These deformed people are members I personally recruited. Everyone can be the leader of the circus. I treat them as family members. Of course, only the circus can accept their existence. The circus is their only home, and no one can leave the 'home' without consent..."

When talking about the word "home", a ferocious expression flashed across the fat face of the circus leader under the hat.

But the next second he realized that what stood before him was the great creator and the real creator of the circus.

He quickly grinned at Zhao Yuan, smiled at him and showed his sharp teeth, and said in a flattering manner.

"Of course, this is just for people in the circus. As long as the Creator is willing, he can come to the circus to watch the performance anytime and anywhere, and there is no problem at all."

Although the circus leader in front of him treated him almost flatteredly.

However, Zhao Yuan would not see the other party clearly because of this.

After all, as the creator of the script, he knew very well that the role of the circus leader was not such a kind personable existence.

In other words, his kind expression only exists in front of the creator of the script, Zhao Yuan.

"Captain!"

Just as the circus leader led Zhao Yuan to visit the circus.

Accompanied by a sharp voice, a short figure ran over.

After the figure stopped, Zhao Yuan immediately recognized that the other party was the circus dwarf he had seen before.

However, compared to just now, the other party has obviously changed into a new outfit.

He was wearing a pocket-sized military uniform, with a gorgeous sword between his belt, and a short flintlock gun the size of his head in the other hand. The dwarf's outfit was somewhat similar to Napoleon in the portrait of "Napoleon Crossing the Alps". It was obviously a funny imitation made by the circus using the heights of Napoleon and the dwarf as a gimmick.

"What's wrong, General Thumb?"

"I remember telling you that there is nothing important, don't bother me, or is my order no longer effective in the circus?"

Looking at the dwarf running toward him, the circus leader stopped his steps, looked down at the other party's pocket figure, grinned and showed sharp teeth, and said with a gloomy expression.

"The performance is ready, leader."

Faced with the circus questioning, the dwarf's face clearly showed a hint of fear. He pulled the corners of his mouth and replied with a pale expression.

Hearing the dwarf's answer, the gloomy expression on the captain's face slightly restrained, turned his head to look at Zhao Yuan beside him, and said softly: "It seems that it's time to perform on stage. I wonder if there is such an honor. Please ask the Creator to watch our circus performance?"

His eyes turned from the fat circus leader in front of him to the dwarf, Zhao Yuan nodded, and did not refuse the invitation from the leader.

If he remembers correctly, the function of [Tournament Circus Ticket] seems to be to watch this known as the "best circus performance in the world."

"It's so exciting that the great Creator actually promised to watch our circus performance."

Seeing Zhao Yuan nodding and agreeing, the circus leader immediately showed an excited expression on his face. He grinned and cracked the corners of his mouth to the back of his ears, and the two beards on his mouth were raised high.

"Why don't you hurry up and tell them to take out the best circus in your hand to perform. If anyone's performance is not exciting enough, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Hearing the threat from the leader, the expression on the dwarf's face immediately turned pale.

He moved his short legs and disappeared under Zhao Yuan's eyes at an extraordinary speed.

"So, now let's go to the circus tent to watch the show, the great creator."

Under the top hat, the circus leader looked at the direction where the dwarf left with a gloomy expression, turned his head and put on a kind look at Zhao Yuan. His fat body lowered like a ball, and he took Zhao Yuan to the entrance of the tent with a crutch.

“Show your tickets lightly.”

When I arrived at the entrance of the circus tent, there, a man dressed in gorgeous clothes was standing at the ticket checkout at the entrance with a look of disgust.

He noticed that someone had come to the entrance of the circus and said without raising his head.

"It seems that you are not satisfied with the ticket checking work?"

He took Zhao Yuan to the entrance and saw the man's lazy look, the expression on the circus leader's face immediately became cold. He felt that the man's actions made him lose face in front of the Creator.

He couldn't help but pressed his hat and said sinisterly.

"Captain?!"

Hearing the sound coming from front of him, the man's unhappy expression immediately became surprised. He looked up at the round body of the circus leader who appeared in front of him, and quickly raised his hands and explained: "No, leader, I am not dissatisfied with the current work. I just felt a little distracted just now. Please don't transfer me away..."

Standing behind the circus leader, Zhao Yuan noticed.

At the ticket gate, the man who looked normal had a pair of deformed crab-like hands. His index finger and thumb were connected together, and the other fingers were connected to the other side, giving people a strange deformed feeling.

"Hmph, you're lucky. Now I don't have time to punish you."

Looking at the man who kept begging in front of him, the circus leader snorted coldly. The circus performance was about to begin. He had no time to delay the time for Zhao Yuan to watch the performance behind him.

He glanced at the lobster hand man with a fierce look. The circus leader turned his head, showed an apology smile, and continued to lead Zhao Yuan into the circus.

“Don’t you need a ticket check?”

Passing through the circus ticket gate, Zhao Yuan saw the tickets he had already taken out in advance, turned his head and looked at the frightened lobster-handed man behind him, and couldn't help but ask the leader.

"For ordinary audiences, they naturally need to follow the rules of circus."

"But for you, the Creator, you can not obey the rules of the circus, because your arrival itself is a great honor for the circus. How could I have a little bit of the rules that affect your interest in watching the performance?"
Chapter completed!