The B-tier mission point Lu Yuan had just cleared was populated entirely by chanical entities. These machines, ard with formidable firepower, operated on pre-programd routines. For Lu Yuan, it was an easy task. His high intelligence had awakened his Spiritual Power and granted him superior perception, abilities that proved extrely useful in combat against such foes.
These chanical entities, with individual strength ratings reaching C or even B-, bristled with gun barrels and appeared incredibly nacing. In Lu Yuan’s eyes, however, they were little more than large tal toys.
The only constraint was that he couldn’t reveal the skills on his "Death Teller (Extraordinary)" profession panel during this Yellow Bear rookie examination. Otherwise, he would have long since summoned his Death Qi, activated his "Netherworld Clothing," and openly crushed his way through the hail of bullets.
"Ah, I’m on the list."
Lu Yuan opened the rookie rankings and was surprised to see his na at the very top. His score was 1,580, almost four tis that of the person in second place, soone nad Teng Xiangqing.
Not bad, not bad. Gotta keep this up.
As a forr "good student," Lu Yuan harbored a sowhat inexplicable obsession with the words "first place." If there was a chance to strive for it, he definitely would.
He opened the public channel, which was flooded with ssages like "666!" and "Big shot, carry ! Need a team!" Mixed in were a few skeptical comnts: "How is that possible?" "Is he cheating?" "Who is Lu Yuan? Does anyone know? Quick, dig up so info on him!"
Lu Yuan gave them a cursory glance before closing the channel. He reopened the mission map, selected the A-tier mission point closest to his current location, and headed straight for it.
On the way, he pulled up his profession panel.
[You experienced a battle. Profession Experience 64]
[You experienced a battle. Profession Experience 78]
[You experienced a battle...]
...
A pile of notifications had accumulated on the panel. Lu Yuan’s Fighter profession, initially just over a hundred Experience Points shy of leveling up, had now broken through. He was now [Fighter LV8 (722/12,800)], and he had gained 1 skill point and 1 attribute point.
Clearing a single B-tier mission yields almost a thousand Experience Points. That’s incredibly fast...
Lu Yuan’s eyes lit up as an inexplicable urge surged within him. For a mont, he felt an intense desire to clear out every single mission point on the entire map imdiately!
He rarely had opportunities for a proper fight. Truly strong opponents were even harder to co by. Consequently, his Fighter profession’s Experience Points had always increased erratically. Now that so many "high-quality" sources of experience were suddenly laid out before him, Lu Yuan couldn’t contain his excitent.
No, I need to move faster.
Lu Yuan’s expression turned serious, his gaze resolute. His pace quickened, gradually breaking into a run. Like a hurricane, he swept through the streets of Smokeless City, racing towards the targeted A-tier mission point.
I must... before the other rookies realize... clear all the A-tier missions and above!
「Dream Seeking Bar.」
The four long-haired youths remained silent. The table they had accidentally shattered earlier had been cleared away and replaced with a new one. All four kept their heads down, not speaking, as they busily scrolled through information on their mission wristbands.
After an unknown amount of ti, soone suddenly remarked, "Could it be soone with the sa na?"
"There are only 179 participants in the examination. The probability of identical nas isn’t high... but it’s not entirely impossible. After all, Lu Yuan isn’t exactly a rare na."
"Ugh, what’s the point of guessing? Let’s just ask him!" the blue-haired youth suddenly grew agitated, but in the next mont, he let out a soft, surprised, "Huh?"
"He already left the group chat."
Sitting across from the blue-haired youth, Xiang Shenghao’s dark, mature-looking face showed deep regret and wistfulness. "If only I’d added him as a friend back then..."
"Yeah, I didn’t add him."
" neither... Damn it!" The long-haired youth grabbed a wine bottle from the table and thumped it down lightly in frustration. This ti, he didn’t use the exoskeleton on his arm, so the table only wobbled slightly.
Just then, Xu Chengying, the punk girl among them, suddenly spoke up, "Actually... I have him as a friend."
SWISH—
The other three instantly perked up. The blue-haired youth slapped the table and exclaid, "I knew it! I knew it! You’ve been interested in him from the start! You kept sneaking glances at him on the Fly Shuttle... I knew you added him as a friend!"
"Shut up, you!" Xu Chengying’s pretty face flushed red, as if her secret had been exposed in public. Still, she retorted defensively, "What do you know! He’s the one who added . I just accepted it, that’s all."
"Still making excuses..."
"Alright, alright, now’s not the ti to argue about this." The long-haired youth stopped their bickering and quickly asked, "Well, hurry up and ask him! Was he the one who soloed that B-tier mission?"
"I’m asking, I’m asking!" Xu Chengying waved her hand impatiently, her eyes fixed on her mission wristband.
The other three also stared intently at her wristband, not even blinking. Ti ticked by, and it felt as if everyone could hear the clock’s pendulum swing.
Finally...
"He replied," Xu Chengying suddenly announced.
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