"You will have one day of rest."
The chief referee slowly announced: "The fourth round of the competition, from 200 to 64, will be held one day from now."
"Dismissed!"
The crowd gradually dispersed from the large classroom...
Meng Feifei didn't leave immediately. She patted her belly and said with a satisfied look, "I never thought that I, Meng Feifei, could actually advance to the fourth round. Hehe... This result is enough to report back to the school."
Lin Nai: "Didn't you want the 'Soul Chaser' weapon that won first place? You're satisfied after only the fourth round?"
"Hehe, wanting something is one thing, but we also need to be aware of our own competitiveness, right?" Meng Feifei chuckled. "This result is already quite good!"
When the crowd had mostly dispersed and things were less crowded, Lin Nai and Meng Feifei got up.
However, just as he reached the door, a tall figure approached him.
He is the chief referee with a scar on his face.
Standing nearly two meters tall, he exuded a powerful presence, looking down at Lin Nai.
Lin Nai looked up at him and asked, "Is there something you need?"
"Linnai, please come with us," the chief referee said slowly. "A leader wants to see you."
Before Lin Nai could speak, Meng Feifei, who was standing next to him, was startled and opened her mouth wide: "Oh my god, Brother Nai, what did you do wrong?"
“…” Lin Nai ignored him and looked up at the chief referee: “Is it a good thing or a bad thing?”
“Of course it’s a good thing,” the chief referee said.
Meng Feifei: "...Why are you wearing that sour face, boss?... "
The chief referee glanced at him, expressionless: "I was born with this face, do you have a problem with that?"
Meng Feifei: "Emmm...no, no..."
Lin Nai nodded: "Then let's go."
......
A conference room.
"Do you have any further comments on this matter?"
The person seated at the head of the meeting room was, of course, Professor Ji.
Mr. Ji held several reports, looking at them repeatedly, while glancing up at the group of official leaders in the conference room, his eyes questioning them.
The group remained silent, exchanging glances as they probed each other's intentions.
Hongye sat at the other end of the conference room, playing with her long red hair, elegantly crossing her legs, and said in a charming and languid manner, "I have no objection."
Old Ji nodded slightly, then looked at the others: "And you? You're usually so talkative, but you're all mute today?"
"...Elder Ji, I think we should observe them further?" a middle-aged official couldn't help but say. "Although both children have performed exceptionally well in the three rounds of competition so far, it's only been three rounds..."
Another overweight official chimed in, "Yes, the original rule was that the top twelve contestants would be selected for 'Dark Moon,' but now these two have been pre-selected. What if they are unexpectedly eliminated in the last two rounds? How will their spots be allocated then?"
"Yes, yes," the president of Kyoto University chimed in. "There are only two rounds left in the competition, so it doesn't matter if we wait two more. I also suggest we wait until after the competition to decide!"
The president of Duhua University grinned and said contemptuously, "Old Jing, I have a feeling you're afraid that if those two get selected early, they'll take away some spots from your school's students?"
The president of Kyoto University didn't say anything, but turned around and glared at him fiercely.
"Alright, that's enough." Old Ji's gaze swept around the conference room. "You're worried about upsets in the upcoming matches. So tell me, who do you think has a chance of eliminating those two?"
Everyone: "......"
The principal of Kyoto University stroked his chin: "Uh... well... for example, if Lin Nai and Mu Xun are unlucky and meet before the finals, one of them has to be eliminated..."
Old Ji remained silent, but Commander Sun, standing beside him, suddenly grinned and slowly spoke: "Heh, that is indeed a possibility... but do you really think that when 'Dark Moon' selects 12 members, they will definitely choose the 12 who stand until the end?"
Everyone was taken aback and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"The college freshman competition is simply about finding qualified players to join 'Dark Moon' through each round of competition."
Commander Sun crossed his arms and slowly said, "Let me put it this way! The 'Dark Moon' program has a limit of twelve spots, but in reality, even if a contestant makes it to the finals or even wins first place, if their abilities don't meet our standards for 'Dark Moon,' then they still won't be able to join 'Dark Moon'!"
"Conversely, even if a contestant is eliminated early on, but we believe his abilities are very valuable, then he still meets the 'Dark Moon' standard."
"At present, both Lin Nai and Mu Xun meet this standard."
"And it's quite obvious that their strength is completely outmatched by the other contestants!"
The Kyoto principal let out a deep sigh: "So that's how it is..."
Since both Elder Ji and Commander Sun had said so, no one else said anything more.
They all expressed their agreement.
"I have no objection."
"I have no objection either."
"I didn't either..."
......
Linnaeus followed the chief judge to a building, then took the elevator to a floor.
After winding and turning eighteen times, Linnaeus saw another student here.
Mu Xun.
Lin Nai had only met Mu Xun once, when everyone gathered before the first round of the freshman competition.
I remember it vividly because he was a student of Guigu School, and when he entered, there wasn't even a teacher leading the group; he was all alone...
When they met again today, Mu Xun was still wearing the same black clothes as before, with his long black hair tied up, a world-weary face, and cold eyes, like an ancient glacier, giving people a feeling of keeping them at a distance.
Mu Xun turned his head at that moment and saw Lin Nai.
The two looked at each other calmly.
Linnaeus: "Hello."
Mu Xun remained expressionless, ignored him, and turned to walk forward.
Linnaeus shrugged.
Sigh, another troubled youth...
But it's alright.
It's better to be cold and aloof than to be ready to fight or kill from the start.
The chief referee walked up and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go."
The two followed the chief referee through a long corridor.
Finally, we arrived at a large conference room.
The chief referee pushed open the door and went in.
"Elder Ji, I've brought the person."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
