Upon hearing this, the leaders of the other schools also looked at Linnaeus's screen.
As expected, the screen was black.
Because all the screens are displaying content, a black screen stands out starkly.
Moreover, Linnaeus is one of the key seeded players in this competition.
This is of great concern to leaders of many schools.
"Linnaeus?" Commander Sun exclaimed upon hearing the name, "Isn't that the apostle of the White Death?"
"Hmm." Old Ji paused, then ordered the referees, "Quickly investigate what exactly happened in this footage!"
"yes!"
Several referees got busy, operating the workbench.
"Elder Ji, there's nothing wrong with the monitor... The reason the screen is completely black is because Lin Nai used some kind of ability to release black mist. This black mist not only obscures our vision but also completely blocks our Heavenly Eye signal, just like in the first round!"
"Fog?" Old Ji: "Fog again?"
Even Mr. Ji was helpless.
This Linnaeus really seems to be the antithesis of their competition group.
In the first round, because of his fog, it was impossible to see his battle with Bai Liao.
The result of this round is...
Um?
Wait a moment......
Linnaeus's image is still shrouded in black mist, making it impossible to see anything clearly...
Doesn't that mean Linnaeus is still alive?
Elder Ji immediately asked, "How long has it been since the first death scene?"
The chief referee replied, "It has been 7 minutes and 8 seconds since the first death scene started."
Old Ji was stunned: "Seven minutes... he's still alive in the first scene?!"
Keep in mind that in just seven minutes, some of the other contestants had already experienced seven or eight death scenarios!
Even key seed players like Mu Xun, Bai Liao, and Hua Lingze, who could only hold out against seven or eight men in black for a while, had already entered the second or third death phase.
And Linnaeus is still alive in the first scene?!
The other principals were also startled when they heard this.
"Holy crap, I'm still alive in the first scene?!"
"Has this kid lived that long?"
"No... are all the men in black the same strength as every contestant?"
"Of course they're the same. These seven men in black are actually seven clones of the referees, and they all have the same strength. Otherwise, the competition wouldn't be fair."
"This... how could a level 2 guy like him hold out for so long against a siege of six level 8s and one level 9? That doesn't make sense! Referee, could it be that you've made a mistake, or that your machine is broken?!"
"That's outrageous! It's the same seven minutes, but my school's contestants have already gone through more than a dozen different scenes and died more than a dozen times using more than a dozen different methods. Sigh..."
The chief referee, whose face was scarred, found it somewhat unbelievable even to himself.
So he checked it again.
“The machine is confirmed to be working properly,” the chief referee said.
Old Ji stared at the pitch-black screen, completely baffled.
Unfortunately, the screen remained black, making it impossible to see anything clearly and leaving no clue as to what was happening!
"Is there a way to contact those seven referees?" Old Ji asked after thinking for a moment.
The chief referee shook his head: "No, we've tried. The black mist is blocking the signal, so the message can't get through."
"..." Old Master Ji was at a loss for what to do, and said helplessly, "Then let's wait and see..."
However......
Ten minutes have passed.
Fifteen minutes have passed.
Twenty minutes have passed...
Inside the Sky Eye Chamber, the images of each contestant had disappeared.
Because these athletes have already experienced all the death scenarios.
Having experienced more than twenty different ways of dying, including disasters, assassinations, drowning, falls, and burning, this round of the competition came to an end.
Their scores, of course, have already been calculated.
In the end, less than ten screens remained lit.
These ten scenes depict super seed players like Mu Xun, Hua Lingze, Bai Shou, Bai Liao, and Chu Men, who are still putting up a tenacious fight in their respective scenarios.
A few more minutes passed.
The screens for these contestants were also completely turned off.
Only Linnaeus's image remained, sitting there all alone, the screen still filled with nothing but pitch-black fog!
All the school principals and leaders were dumbfounded.
This... isn't over yet?
What exactly happened to Linnaeus?
Others have already passed more than twenty scenes, and he's still stuck on the first one?
"This is terrifying..."
Old Ji gritted his teeth.
He has watched so many national freshman competitions.
This is the first time I've ever seen something like this!
Liu He asked with some concern, "Director Pang, do you think anything will happen?"
Director Pang crossed his arms and said calmly, "What could possibly happen? I already said it's an illusion, don't worry unnecessarily."
Liu He said, "But it's too unusual that we haven't heard anything for so long."
"..." Director Pang didn't say anything more.
If even Professor Ji couldn't understand it, then he certainly couldn't understand it either.
After watching for a while, Commander Sun said, "Elder Ji, this can't go on, can it? Are we just going to stay stuck here forever?"
Dean Yan of the Confucian Academy stroked his goatee and asked, "I wonder, where are those referees who entered the illusion now?"
The chief referee said, "They are all in the hibernation room next door."
As he spoke, he turned on a switch on the workbench.
A door next to it slowly opened.
Through the thick glass, you can see seven referees sitting around the hibernation chamber, each with their eyes closed, sitting in a meditative posture, looking as if they were asleep.
“But their souls are all within the illusion and cannot communicate with us,” the chief judge explained.
Dean Yan stroked his beard and said, "Even illusions aren't entirely without risk. I've seen cases where the caster miscontrolled the illusion, causing it to collapse. The inability to make contact in this situation is truly unsettling for me..."
The chief referee immediately raised an eyebrow: "The probability of that is very small, almost nonexistent."
Dean Yan said slowly, "Indeed, but even a probability of 0.00001% exists, doesn't it?"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Ji's expression turned serious.
Linnaeus's identity was extraordinary.
Absolutely no mistakes can be made.
Even if it's a very low probability event, we can't be careless.
"Fine, forcibly cut off the death scene where Linna is, and wake up the seven referees who entered the illusion."
Old Ji waved his hand and made the final decision.
Once those referees wake up, he'll definitely ask them what happened.
Upon hearing this, the chief referee accepted the order: "Yes, sir!"
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