"What a pity, now all the teams can easily dominate S-class teams, right?"
...
The relentless and unabashedly loud gossip filled the members of the strongest team with rage, and they were itching to slap them in the face.
Their high morale left even Ruan Mingchu speechless.
There are indeed many more star beasts in the middle of the lake compared to those along the shore. It's really difficult for students to come here in groups to hunt star beasts; they can easily capsize and fall into the water, only to be surrounded and attacked by the beasts.
But the strongest team has Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu, and they can easily field a hundred or so B-level and C-level star beasts.
With two people protecting them, they only needed to focus on killing the star beasts that had been driven over, and didn't need to worry about anything else.
Everyone: Is this what it feels like to latch onto a powerful figure?
That was awesome!
Although fighting non-stop all night was really tiring, my eyelids were almost too heavy to keep open.
The teams that had been battling it out on the shore all night were waiting to see the strongest team make a fool of itself, but instead they were met with the team brimming with confidence.
Then I looked at the leaderboard, and holy crap!
The strongest team is only ranked third!
First is Team Caesar, second is Team Thunder, and the top six are all S-level teams.
It's unbelievable. The other five S-level teams each have three or four hundred people, and most of them are veterans. How could Glory, Extreme, and Angel be inferior to the strongest team?
Are you kidding me?
However, the facts will not change according to their mood. No matter how much they disbelieve it, the strongest team is undoubtedly ranked third.
Countless people have complex thoughts, so complex that they are mentally exhausted but not sleepy at all.
As for the agreement to seize the flag of the strongest team, it could only be left unresolved. Even if the sheer number of players could trap Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu, no team wanted to sacrifice the one destined for elimination.
Compared to those who were dejected after being proven wrong, the members of the strongest team were beaming with joy, constantly looking at the leaderboard.
Instead of taking a nap during the half-hour break, he kept taking pictures with a terminal whose communication function was disabled.
Individuals posing with the leaderboard, groups posing with the leaderboard—all sorts of poses, radiating joy from head to toe.
Ruan Mingchu, who was drinking nutrient solution, shook his head with a smile. What a group of enthusiastic young people.
Someone patted Ruan Mingchu on the shoulder, and he turned his head to see Mu Yu: "Hmm?"
Mu Yu held the terminal with the camera function turned on: "Let's take a group photo too."
Ruan Mingchu was slightly surprised. He had always thought that Mu Yu was the type who would have a sour face and be impatient in front of the camera.
"Come on," Ruan Mingchu patted the stone next to her. "Can I sit here?"
Mu Yu hummed in agreement and sat down.
With a "click," the camera captured the smiling Ruan Mingchu and the blushing Mu Yu inside.
Ruan Mingchu took Mu Yu's terminal to look at the photos, but something just didn't seem right.
Mu Yu couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"One more." Ruan Mingchu opened the camera on his terminal, and before Mu Yu could react, he put an arm around Mu Yu's shoulder, bumping their shoulders together.
With a "click," this time it was Ruan Mingchu with a smile on her face and Mu Yu with a completely bewildered expression.
Ruan Mingchu looked at the photo again, and this time it finally didn't feel out of place. Considering their relationship, the previous photo felt too distant and was completely wrong.
"I'll send it to you when I get back," Ruan Mingchu said casually, looking down at the photos, completely unaware that Mu Yu's face had turned as red as an apple.
Mu Yu's mind was racing: How could he be so unreserved?!
After a night of devastation, the lake is ruined. Most of the star beasts have been killed, and the rest are hiding and refusing to come out. Therefore, the various teams need to embark on a journey to conquer other places.
Nguyen Minh Thu asked everyone whether they wanted to continue down the south face or challenge the north face, which offered more opportunities (and dangers).
Everyone answered: "North!"
They want to be number one, to give a good slap to those useless people who only know how to be sarcastic, and to overpower the old students with the spirit of newcomers!
With such a capable captain and vice-captain, they must also work hard!
Walking up the north wall of the canyon from the lake, the first thing you encounter is not a star beast, but a treasure chest.
Treasure chests are the most common type of combination lock box, with the password posted on top of the box.
Q: If King Yinian XI of the First Kingdom had lived ten years longer, how many more planets might have been added to the territory of the Warren Empire at that time?
The person who found the treasure chest: ...
I was thinking I was incredibly lucky, but encountering this kind of question is just too unlucky.
Who the hell is this Yinian 11? Did this emperor even exist in history?
He racked his brains, only to find himself with a handful of pulled-out hairs, still completely lost. Realizing he couldn't continue thinking alone, he passed the treasure chest to his companion.
After a while, some hair was missing from his companion's head, and the treasure chest had moved again.
It was passed around and eventually reached Ruan Mingchu.
Upon seeing this question, Ruan Mingchu's lips twitched involuntarily. He handed the box back to Hao Youyou, who had just handed it to him: "Why do you all insist on getting hung up on whether Yinian 11 was a historical emperor?"
Hao Youyou was very distressed, and Gong Zhushen quickly answered, "Because you didn't study history well."
Ruan Mingchu: ...
"This emperor doesn't exist, is that enough?"
Mu Yu curiously took the box, looked at it for a moment, and then opened it.
Hao Youyou & Gong Zhushen: !
"How exactly is this solved?"
Mu Yu rolled his eyes: "I already told you one a year, so ten years is just ten? The password is 0010."
Upon hearing the answer, the crowd exclaimed: "Damn, who came up with this question? Are they crazy? Do you want me to sue them for defamation of the royal family?!"
Ruan Mingchu sighed softly, "It seems that academic classes are indispensable."
Everyone lowered their heads in shame. These days, whoever has the higher rank has the higher status and can have whatever they want. Everyone is focused on improving their own strength, so who would bother reading useless books, especially such dry and useless things as history?
Just like their four years of university life, they only had one month of theoretical classes, and the rest of the time was spent striving to improve their skill level.
The continuous discovery of treasure chests left everyone mentally exhausted and sleepy, prompting them to reflect on the school's true intentions.
Seeing the somber atmosphere, Ruan Mingchu led everyone towards the Star Beast Pile.
Good heavens, I didn't even realize I'd stumbled into someone's lair, and it's a flying star beast at that.
Ruan Mingchu: "Seeing that everyone's mood is rather low, let's get this going."
Everyone: !
This is absolutely suicidal.
"Hey, come quick, it's pecking my butt!"
The scene immediately became chaotic, with chickens flying and dogs barking, and people occasionally belting out loud notes.
Ruan Mingchu nodded in satisfaction.
Most S-tier teams are roughly equal in skill level, each with their own strengths, so playing against each other would result in mutual destruction. Therefore, the captains of S-tier teams consciously avoid other S-tier teams and have discussions with them before entering the competition area.
However, the people they chatted with did not include the strongest team or Nguyen Minh Thu.
This led to the Caesar team's advance force unexpectedly encountering the strongest team.
Because of the previous announcement by Caesar's team that they resolutely refused to accept Nguyen Minh Thu into the team, the strongest team, whose members had just started to admire Nguyen Minh Thu, looked down on Caesar's team.
The moment they met, tensions were palpable.
Despite their dislike, the strongest team would only exchange glances; without orders from their captain or vice-captain, they wouldn't fire.
As a result, the little trash on the other side actually spat at them and insulted them: "A bunch of useless cowards who are suckling in the arms of Omegas!"
Immediately, a hot-tempered Alpha raised his gun, his hand trembling.
The little brat was still yelling, "Oh, you're even raising a gun? Go ahead and shoot me if you dare, you're just trash—"
With a "bang," the world fell silent.
A red patch appeared on the little rascal's forehead.
He looked over in disbelief and saw Nguyen Minh Thu, whose gun barrel was still smoking.
Nguyen Minh Thu said to the team members who were hesitant to fire their guns, "It's just a competition. Do whatever you want. Your grazing team and I can handle it."
The team member was overjoyed. It felt so good to be indignant about what had happened to him and then receive positive feedback or even protection from that person.
So the team member opened his mouth at the little rascal's mouth, hitting the target squarely.
"His mouth is so annoying."
The little rascal was furious, but according to the rules, once he was eliminated, he could only wait to be picked up and couldn't do anything.
He jumped up and down, ordering the men around him: "What are you all standing there for?! Fight back now, kill them!"
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Author's Note:
I'll upload the clips tomorrow, and update at 11 PM tonight! Mwah!
26. Mu Yu, vying to be the princess, wants to be kissed, hugged, and lifted high by him.
The battle began immediately, and colorful paint bombs exploded, turning the gray, yellowish-brown ground into a festive spectacle.
With Nguyen Minh Thu protecting them, whenever the enemy fired at their own troops, the bullets would always deviate from their original trajectory and miss.
Moreover, the opposing team was outnumbered and was wiped out in no time.
The little trash didn't notice how ugly her teammates looked; she was too busy getting angry and jumping up and down, shouting threats: "My brother won't let you get away with this!"
Even when the organizing committee came to pick him up, he didn't want to leave and wanted to continue cursing. Unfortunately, he had to leave even if he didn't want to.
The members of the strongest team, in perfect unison, put their hands on their hips and burst into laughter: "Hahaha."