Mike had no choice but to accept reality. He needed to spend an unforgettable night with Supre Being Apollo.
Mike candidly said, "After the major battle ends, the sumr camp will resu. I need to go back."
Apollo nodded, "Alright."
Using a teleportation scroll, Mike returned to the previous house and put away the Decoy Doll.
He reunited with his classmates and, under the instructors' guidance, returned to the sumr camp.
The major battle ca and went quickly.
The other students only knew that the highest level ergency alert had been triggered; they had no idea what had actually happened.
Throughout the entire process, a turtle carrying a white cloud closely followed Mike.
Mike and his group were the last to return to the training hall.
The instructors received simple orders: business as usual.
It wasn't even 7 PM yet, and there were still five hours until the Tower of Truth opened.
The previously scheduled combat test would continue as planned, unaffected by the major battle.
When Mike appeared, he was surprised to find Cain and Jessica from Magic High School arguing with another group, almost ready to brawl.
Cain stood at the front, cursing out ten people at once.
The Magic High School students stood behind Cain, forming a circle to protect Jas in the middle.
Mike's face turned cold as he walked up and asked, "What's going on?"
Cain, seeing Mike, whispered, "The Elental High School kids insulted Jas."
"Oh?"
Mike was curious. Since when did Cain and Jas get along so well? Or rather, when did Jas beco so popular?
Jas being insulted and all of Magic High School standing up for him? Sothing was definitely off.
"Jas went to Elental High School earlier and wiped the floor with everyone. Naturally, he pissed them off."
Listening to Cain's explanation, Mike nodded slowly, signaling him to continue.
Cain said with a dark expression, "There was a bit of a fight earlier. So asshole from Elental High School called Jas a bastard... said he was born from a whore and raised without a father."
Cain said the last few words very quietly, afraid Jas might hear them again.
Hearing this, Mike's face instantly darkened.
He didn't know Jas well, but he had heard so things from Cain.
Jas's father had died in battle on the abyssal battlefield when Jas was still young...
His mother, deeply in love with her late husband, couldn't accept it. She beca severely depressed, both physically and ntally, and was often hospitalized.
Growing up in such a family, Jas's personality was understandably unlikable. Mike didn't have much affection for him either.
But that didn't an anyone could insult Jas by calling him a fatherless bastard.
Mike's presence gave the Magic High School students a backbone, and they all looked to him.
The Elental High School students also realized that resolving this conflict might hinge on Mike.
A girl stepped forward, full of apologies, "You're Mike, right? Sorry, we..."
Mike ignored her and walked straight through the crowd to Jas.
If Mike rembered correctly, Michael's last words before he died were to Jas.
[Study hard and be a decent person]
During the earlier conflict, the students had surrounded Jas to prevent him from acting impulsively, which was a form of protection.
Standing in front of Jas, Mike asked, "How do you want to handle this?"
Jas, holding back his anger, stared at soone from Elental High School, "None of your business."
"Alright, I wasn't planning to interfere anyway."
With that, Mike turned and walked away.
He looked at the students from Zone C.
This combat test was a showdown between Zone C and Zone A. The winner would get more resources, winner takes all.
Zone C was led by Mike. "Assemble."
Mike's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it carried an authoritative weight.
With just one simple word, the temperature in the training hall seed to drop a few degrees.
Soon, 100 students gathered in front of Mike, all eyes on him, silently watching.
They had all seen the earlier conflict.
They were curious about how Mike planned to resolve it.
Once everyone was assembled, Mike spoke again, "Who's leading Zone A?"
The girl from Elental High School stepped forward again, still full of apologies, "I am, Olivia Bennett. I'm really sorry, I..."
"I'm here to lead the combat test. Other matters are none of my concern."
Mike's tone was businesslike and unyielding. He continued, "The original test rules included individual and team matches. Since the ergency disrupted things, let's simplify it."
Olivia Bennett tentatively asked, "How do we simplify it?"
Mike looked back at his team, speaking coldly, "We have a hundred people, you have a hundred people. Let's have a brawl. Whoever's left standing wins. The losing side's last 50 mbers leave the sumr camp and give up 50% of their resources to the winners."
"What?!"
Olivia Bennett's face changed, frowning.
Wasn't the bet too high?
Directly eliminating 50 people and giving up 50% of their resources...
All because Jas was insulted?
Mike ignored her reaction and looked back at his team, asking, "Any objections?"
"No!"
The unified shout from a hundred people carried a surprising montum.
Mike's proposal was a high-stakes gamble, a true winner-takes-all scenario!
Everyone was receiving the sa training, starting from the sa point, with the sa
resources.
Zone A had no reason to lose to Zone C!
Moreover, there were rumors that the A/B/C divisions were initially based on strength.
In other words, Zone A's starting point was higher than Zone C's!
Zone C's leader Mike proposed this challenge, and everyone in Zone C agreed.
If Zone A didn't dare to accept, they'd never be able to hold their heads high in the sumr
camp again. It would be a permanent mark of sha.
At this age, once labeled a coward, it's hard to shake off.
When Mike finished stating the conditions, Olivia Bennett realized the problem.
Zone A's team was getting restless, with many clamoring to accept the challenge.
Olivia Bennett made a last-ditch effort, "Mike, even if I agree, the instructor might not..."
"I agree."
A stranger's voice interrupted, and a one-ard man in an instructor's uniform walked into
the training hall.
"You can start anyti."
With the instructor's approval, Zone C's challenge left Zone A with no reason to refuse. They
had to accept it.
Olivia Bennett's last effort failed. She sighed and returned to Zone A's lineup, preparing for
the upcoming battle.
Mike looked at Zone C's hundred students, not arranging any tactics.
Ethan, standing at the front, asked on behalf of everyone, "Mike, how do we fight?"
"Call Captain Mike."
Ethan: "Captain Mike, how do we fight?"
Mike was pleased with Ethan's attitude, "Listen up, everyone. I'll only say this once."
Everyone perked up their ears.
"When the fight starts, protect . You all know I only have a D-level talent, the weakest
here."
Everyone: ...
Mike sincerely said, "As long as I'm the last one standing, Zone C will definitely win!"
That was an obvious statent. If anyone from Zone C was the last one standing, Zone C
would win.
Mike didn't arrange any tactics.
In a hundred-person brawl without special training, random tactics would only cause chaos.
Both sides were evenly matched.
To win, it ca down to one word-charge!
In a head-on clash, the brave win!
Soon, both sides were ready.
The instructor counted down.
"Three, two, one!"
"Begin!"
Instantly, Zone C and Zone A clashed, fighting in a chaotic lee!
...
Ten minutes later, Ethan was covered in black smoke, his armor in tatters, one eye bruised, and a lump on his
forehead, looking very battered.
He looked around and saw no one standing except himself and Mike.
Mike, unscathed, said seriously, "Ethan, if you can't hold on, just lie down. It's okay, you've
done great. Leave the rest to !"
"Oh."
Ethan responded, slowly squatting down and then lying flat.
Just as Mike had planned,
With only Mike left standing, he looked at the instructor and smiled, "We won."
The last fifty students from Zone A turned pale, their eyes full of unwillingness and disbelief.
This outco exceeded everyone's expectations.
Why... why did they lose? Clearly, only a guy with D-level talent was left, yet he stood like an unyielding fortress,
blocking everyone and filling them with endless despair.
"They didn't understand.
The instructor's voice rang out again,
"I announce the result of this combat test-"
"Zone C, wins!"
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