Chapter 16

"Congratulations on successfully completing the task assessment, Trainee Lin Feng, number 320."

The gentle and melodious female voice sounded again. Lin Feng's pupils flickered, and the scene before his eyes had already changed. From the martial arena filled with a thousand people's killing intent, he found himself in a desolate wilderness overgrown with weeds. Lin Feng took a light breath, his eyes showing surprise.

"What a magical battle world."

"Not only the immersive combat, but even the environment is so realistic."

"Where am I..."

Lin Feng scanned his surroundings, looking out into the vast expanse. The greenery was lush, with minerals scattered about, and the air faintly carried the scent of wild beasts. Bending down, Lin Feng touched the slightly damp soil, his pupils narrowing, "Could this be the Wilderness Zone that Big Brother mentioned?"

The Wilderness Zone, located around the city, occasionally sees the appearance of elemental beasts, but they are mostly low-level elemental beast soldiers.

Therefore, many gene warriors and ancient martial artists often choose the Wilderness Zone as a place to hone their combat skills. Although finding elemental crystals or valuable metal ores in the Wilderness Zone is extremely rare, earning a modest income and living a comfortable life is not difficult.

But...

That's for gene warriors and ancient martial artists.

For trainees whose brain domain width has not broken through the 10% critical point, even low-level elemental beast soldiers are like nightmares!

"Could it be..." Lin Feng muttered to himself, then rejected the idea.

If the next assessment task were to kill a low-level elemental beast soldier, more than 90% of the trainees would likely be eliminated.

The possibility is not great.

"But, are there really low-level elemental beast soldiers here?" A spark of fighting spirit flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He had heard about elemental beasts from Big Brother since he was young, and the superbrain contained various data on them. They possess stronger physical attributes and combat instincts than humans, but lack intelligence.

He really wanted to see them.

Of course, the prerequisite is to complete the task assessment first.

"It seems... I have to wait for all the trainees to complete the first round of assessments." Lin Feng pondered, but was not in a hurry.

He stood calmly, resting while remaining alert to his surroundings.

Time passed quickly...

"Attention, all gene warrior trainees." The gentle female voice sounded again. Lin Feng's eyes brightened, and he listened intently: "This assessment will be conducted together with 380 ancient martial artist trainees. Killing any opponent will earn you one medal. Losing your life means losing your medal. The top 100 gene warrior trainees with the most medals will advance. In the case of a tie, the one who survived longer will be given priority."

"Five medals earn you third-class benefits; ten medals earn you second-class benefits; twenty medals earn you first-class benefits; fifty medals earn you special-class benefits."

"Any form of death is considered a normal elimination."

"The assessment officially begins, with a time limit of two hours."

...

In the control room of the battle world.

"Miss Yue, is this really okay?" The technician turned around, looking very uneasy.

"No problem." Yue Meng, supporting her chin, displayed her charming and fiery figure, "Although Ling'er is a mid-level gene warrior, she is not wearing gene armor or boots, so her strength is roughly equivalent to a mid-level elemental beast soldier, adding a variable to the assessment."

"In the real Wilderness Zone, even high-level elemental beast soldiers are not uncommon. Since this is a survival assessment, they must face various situations."

"I believe that excellent trainees will have already earned enough medals before encountering Ling'er."

"Moreover... sometimes giving them a bit of a setback is not necessarily a bad thing."

Yue Meng's beautiful eyes sparkled, and an image of the arrogant young man she had seen earlier floated in her mind. She smiled slightly.

She actually hoped that Ling'er would find that trainee and humble him.

Being too arrogant is not a good thing.

"I wonder who will earn the most medals, Zhong Kui or Ling Yun?"

"Probably only they have a chance to earn more than twenty medals, but the prerequisite is..."

"Don't encounter Ling'er."

***

"Hold my own against ancient martial artist trainees!" Lin Feng's right hand, holding the laser knife, tightened involuntarily.

On the subway, he had the impulse to participate in the ancient martial artist assessment. That was true competition and challenge, and he didn't expect to finally get his wish. Although there were only 380 ancient martial artist trainees, each one had gone through rigorous screening, leaving only the elite ancient martial artist trainees.

"Since I have chosen the path of ancient martial arts and am about to break through the critical point."

"This is a good opportunity to better understand ancient martial artists through face-to-face combat."

Lin Feng's eyes shone brightly, his heart filled with excitement.

He yearned for challenges and the thrill of fighting strong opponents. As Big Brother said, this is what makes a—

True strong person!

...

"380 ancient martial artist trainees, plus over 200 gene warrior trainees, meaning there are nearly 600 medals." Lin Feng calculated in his mind, "In the end, 100 ancient martial artists and 100 gene warriors will advance, averaging about three medals per person."

"Among them, some will earn more than three medals, while others will be killed after earning one or two medals."

"So, earning two medals gives a high chance of advancing, and earning three medals guarantees a 100% chance of advancing."

...

Lin Feng quickly figured out the rules.

As Yang Li said, Lin Feng has always been meticulous.

"Three medals, earning three medals will ensure my advancement. The remaining time can be used to seek strong opponents, or..."

"Challenge low-level elemental beast soldiers!"

Lin Feng was not interested in accumulating medals to get better benefits.

If he focused on earning medals, accumulating twenty in two hours would not be a big problem, but fifty would be almost impossible. The consumption of gene energy alone would be a huge obstacle, and the longer the time, the fewer surviving trainees there would be.

In comparison, Lin Feng was much more interested in challenging strong opponents.

...

...

In the control room of the battle world.

"Click!" "Clack!" The sounds of keyboards and buttons were continuous as the technicians worked skillfully.

Each of them had a brain domain width exceeding 10%, making them much smarter than ordinary people.

"Ling Yun, the first to advance!"

"The second and third are also out, all ancient martial artists!"

...

The clear voice kept sounding. Yue Meng crossed her arms, her full figure making people's blood boil. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she watched the screen, occasionally glancing at the top section, which clearly recorded the medal rankings.

"Ling Yun, ancient martial artist, 6 medals."

"Zhong Kui, ancient martial artist, 5 medals."

"Li Ruoxin, ancient martial artist, 4 medals."

...

Six people were already on the list, all ancient martial artists. Apart from Ling Yun and Zhong Kui, the rest had 4 medals, just as Lin Feng had predicted. One of the unwritten rules of the assessment is—earning 3 medals guarantees 100% advancement.

"No gene warriors yet."

"However, many have already been killed by ancient martial artists."

Yue Meng was not surprised. It was well known that gene warriors who had not fused with an elemental heart were not as strong as ancient martial artists, let alone the fact that the average quality of ancient martial artists recruited by the combat academy over the years was higher than that of gene warriors.

"Those with good luck might earn five medals."

"But to earn ten and get second-class benefits..."

Yue Meng smiled faintly, her gaze suddenly shifting to the left screen. A girl, injured and pale, was looking at a young man who had just glanced at her and then left without a care.

"It's him again!" Yue Meng remembered Lin Feng clearly, "He's quite arrogant, but... he does have some manly qualities." Yue Meng nodded and suddenly asked, "Lan Yin, what is the name of the young man at coordinate 1275.862, and what is his current performance?"

"Coordinate 1275.862..." Lan Yin's hands moved like lightning, quickly answering, "Number 320, gene warrior, Lin Feng, currently... has 3 medals."

"Oh?" Yue Meng's eyes brightened slightly.

"Wow! Miss Yue, this Lin Feng is amazing..." Lan Yin's face changed, exclaiming in surprise, but at that moment, Yue Meng's attention was focused on the lower left screen. Two young men were facing each other, one of whom was Lin Feng, and the other was currently the top-ranked—

Ancient martial artist, Ling Yun.

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