"Boom!"
The bald man tumbled through the load-bearing wall and crashed heavily into the corridor outside the hall.
"Smack."
He didn’t move.
Chen Yu: "..."
Staff: "..."
All the Transcendents: "..."
Chen Yu: "What were you even trying, acting all tough here?"
Seething with boundless anger, the simian outsider shoved the staff aside and stared Chen Yu down face-to-face: "Na, what is yours?"
"Your dad."
"Your dad?"
"...my dad."
"My dad?"
"Right," Chen Yu nodded.
"Fine." The simian outsider suppressed his murderous intent and led his compatriots back to the front of their line: "In the exam, I will kill you, my dad."
"You guys are really stubborn," Chen Yu, infuriated to see the other party still trying to cut in line, pulled out his pistol again: "So you can’t die if you don’t cut in line, huh?"
"Stop!"
Frightened staff mbers shriek, voice sharp with panic, quickly spread his arms to block Chen Yu’s gun: "Don’t be reckless!"
"Move," Chen Yu frowned.
Staff: "Do you believe I can remove your registration eligibility?"
Chen Yu: "Do you believe I can get you fired?"
Staff: "...?"
At this point, a female instructor waiting outside the hall heard the commotion and hurried over, quickly assessed the situation, then swiftly walked up to Chen Yu and pushed his gun down: "Chen Yu, what are you doing?"
"There’s a monkey cutting in line."
"So what if they cut in line a bit? Why make such a big deal?"
"I’m not a bus; people can’t just cut in whenever they feel like it." Chen Yu raised his gun again.
"Put it down!" The female instructor pushed down the gun again and then turned to the staff mber: "He’s my student, and he’s not feeling very well, as you can see."
Chen Yu: "???"
"Why not let him cut in line and register early then?" the female instructor negotiated.
"Cut in line? That’s not allowed! Everyone else is waiting patiently..."
The staff mber couldn’t finish his sentence.
Because he saw Chen Yu had already pointed the gun at his head.
"What... what are you doing?" the staff mber’s scalp tingled.
Chen Yu suddenly realized.
Compared to those brain-dead outsiders.
This kind of traitor deserved to die the most...
Seeing things were taking an unfavorable turn, the female instructor quickly whispered a few words into the staff mber’s ear.
The staff mber blinked, took several wary glances at Chen Yu, and hesitated montarily: "Well...okay. Fellow student, shall I register you early?"
Tucking back his pistol, Chen Yu expressionless: "Let’s go."
Under the gaze of everyone in the hall, Chen Yu and the female instructor followed the staff mber into a small room in the corner of the hall.
Subsequently, a buzz of discussion erupted among those in the queue.
The chubby neighbor at the end of line, eyes darting around, also sneaked into the room.
As for the bald man lying motionless on the ground, he cautiously raised his head to ensure no one was paying attention to him, then quietly stood up and took the chubby neighbor’s place.
...
Ten minutes later.
Chen Yu, the chubby neighbor, and the female instructor walked out of the hall.
The female instructor grumbled discontentedly: "I’ve told you a hundred tis, don’t get into conflicts with those outsiders. You’re too emotional."
Chen Yu: "Ah right right right."
"What if those two outsiders team up against you in the exam, can you withstand them?"
Chen Yu: "Ah yes yes yes."
"From now on, use your brain! Don’t cause trouble for yourself!"
Chen Yu: "Ah okay okay okay."
During the conversation, the three of them stopped walking.
Because ahead stood a thin, long-haired man blocking their way.
"This student." The female instructor obviously recognized him, her eyes brightening: "You are..."
Raising his hand to stop the female instructor’s words, the long-haired man stared steadily at Chen Yu and extended his hand: "Hello."
Chen Yu, taken aback, also shook his hand: "Hello."
"I saw what happened just now," the long-haired man flicked his hair coolly: "What is your na."
"Chen Yu."
"Good. Very good."
Hands in his pockets, the long-haired man walked emotionlessly towards the hall: "I like you. From now on, you’re under my protection."
Upon hearing this, the female instructor was imdiately delighted.
Chen Yu was bewildered.
The chubby neighbor, however, wore a serious expression, suddenly feeling a sense of crisis deep within.
"Who is he?" Chen Yu turned to the female instructor: "He seems pretty aweso."
"You don’t know him?" The female instructor, excited, slapped Chen Yu’s shoulder hard: "He’s the top genius at Alliance Academy! He’s been training in the academy for four years just to represent our human race and secure a good rank in the assessnts!"
"Training for four years? Hasn’t graduated? Just to get a good rank in the arena?" Chen Yu was shocked.
"Yes!"
"Isn’t that just a waste?"
The female instructor’s face changed, and she hurriedly covered Chen Yu’s mouth: "Hey! Watch what you say! He just said he’ll look after you. Why are you making enemies everywhere?"
"Staying in school for four years without graduating just for a rank in the arena, isn’t that a waste?"
"You’re underestimating the graduation assessnts," the female instructor, pulling Chen Yu away, explained seriously: "Do you think getting a rank is easy? Every year we invite outsiders to participate, and the average number of outsiders is more than ten. Especially this year, there are twenty-four outsiders."
"Only the top twenty get into the arena match," the chubby neighbor added.
"Oh, I get it," Chen Yu rubbed his chin: "So, you’re saying that almost every year, the top ten are mostly occupied by outsiders."
"Pretty much," the female instructor nodded: "If we’re lucky, our Transcendents manage to get seventh or eighth place. Historically, whenever outsiders participate, none make it to the top five."
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