Chapter 120 - - 120 Collapse Simulation Field_1

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Ten days later.

Almost 180 exam candidates gradually arrived in Yongan City.

Then, each person reaped the benefits of a 40-point increase in spiritual power.

That’s right.

Their benefits had increased once again.

Over the course of ten days, Duge’s agents had almost reached the scope of two provinces, and the rewards for his first-place position in the mock field had increased once more. As a result, all the candidates he had captured also basked in the glow of his success.

Their spiritual power increased, but Duge’s commission remained unchanged, taking 10 points from each person after the transactions were complete.

One hundred eighty people, 10 points each, plus the spiritual power he already possessed, put Duge’s spiritual power over two thousand points.

All exam candidates were calculating Duge’s spiritual power, and every one of them was astounded. In over two hundred years, no one had ever reached such a high level of spiritual power in the mock field.

This guy’s luck is just too damn good!

However.

Under these circumstances, no one was looking to pick a fight with Duge; after all, they were enjoying the benefits thanks to him.

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Duge wasn’t stingy. After identifying Feng Zhong, Wang San, Gao Ming, Zhu Shijie, and others through secret signals, he allocated 100 points of spiritual power to each of them and stated that the crowd-funded spiritual power would be distributed to the highest bidder through an auction.

The mock field, originally destined for a life-or-death struggle, was turned into an incredibly harmonious auction site due to Duge’s manipulations. No one cared about rankings or the mock field’s actual main storyline anymore!

Disciples from the elite academy bid against each other, each offering enticing benefits.

Some even sold their own sisters, directly proposing marriage alliances to Duge.

When the first person suggested a marriage alliance, the disciples with family backing seemed to be inspired. More and more started to tout their own sisters, exaggerating their virtues to the skies.

If this were not a mock field, judging by the fierceness of the competition, they might have been willing to push their sisters into Duge’s arms right there and then…

Anyone with a keen eye could see that Duge was set for a great harvest and his place on the Alien Battlefield was secured.

If things went well, he would become the next Hua Guyun;

If he died in battle, the political inheritance he left behind could still be claimed by his own family.

At the very least, he could secure a hundred points of spiritual power for himself.

Thus, by entering into a marriage alliance with Duge, however they calculated it, they couldn’t lose, and their families would surely agree…

But Duge, having seen the bizarre way Wang San handled the skulls and Cen Ruibing’s crude sneer after transforming into Staff Officer Shi, truly couldn’t muster the slightest interest in the girls of this world.

Compared to the elite academy students, the children of the civilian academy were quite pitiful. The benefits they could offer were nothing more than themselves.

Some promised to serve Duge before and after he became a warrior;

Others vowed to help Duge achieve first place with all their heart in the next mock field;

Some female students from the same academy as Duge even offered to serve his needs after the exam was over;

They were humble and pitiful, yet equally full of scheming.

After all, based on Duge’s attitude towards Feng Zhong and the others, everyone could tell that Duge was the kind to remember old affiliations. As long as they could become his friends, they were guaranteed not to lose out, let alone become his woman, so any sacrifice was considered worthwhile.

What everyone didn’t know was that Duge didn’t care at all about the things they were offering.

The so-called auction was just a formality!

Duge was very clear that with more than 2000 points of spiritual power after leaving the mock field, any Cultivation Technique, women, or even a life of luxury – whatever he wanted would be provided by the nation.

How could the resources of a mere family from within an ordinary mock field compete with the nation?

From beginning to end, what Duge wanted was to publicly divest himself of the excessively high spiritual power, which for him was a hot potato, a death-bringing talisman.

Only by ensuring that others in the mock field had higher spiritual power could he guarantee his own safety.

Duge guessed that his cursed excellence was inescapable; his place on the Alien Battlefield was set.

His worst-case scenario was to avoid the battlefield in the first round, ideally participating in the third or fourth round.

That way, his chances of surviving were higher, and he could enjoy this world for a couple more years.

Otherwise,

He wouldn’t have unhesitatingly traded spiritual power with Feng Zhong and the others after confirming their identities.

A mere mock field – how could it foster such deep connections?

Even with Yao Tong and Bao Benwei, he generously shared spiritual power, reasoning it was because of previous promises…

But no matter what Duge thought internally, Feng Zhong, Wang San, Zhu Shijie, and all the others who had received his spiritual power truly began to consider Duge a solid friend.

Especially Wang San, Yao Tong, Bao Benwei, Gao Ming, and several other civilian academy students, who silently swore to protect Duge with their lives. In their hearts, Duge hadn’t just given over a hundred points of spiritual power; he had given them an opportunity to change their fates.

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The auction proceeded with much fervor.

Duge chose another person, Cen Ruibing and an elite academy disciple named Zhuang Yuhao.

According to him, Cen Ruibing had been a huge help to him in the simulation field, without her, this grand auction wouldn’t be happening, so she deserved to enjoy this benefit;

Zhuang Yuhao’s father was a warrior who had actually survived the alien battlefield and had contributed to all of humanity. As his child, he too should enjoy this benefit;

After gifting another two hundred points of spiritual power, Duge was planning to continue his efforts and use this opportunity to expand his network on Qiyuan Star.

Suddenly.

The personal panel in front of him flickered, and a line of bold words clearly appeared: “Data anomaly detected in simulation field, prematurely shutting down. ‘Trade’ derived skills ‘Fixed Pricing’ and ‘Everything is Tradable’ locked and sealed. All candidates must exit the arena, current candidate ranked first.”

Damn!

Looking at the remaining 1,100 points of spiritual power on his personal panel, Duge’s face changed dramatically.

But it was out of his hands now.

A strong suction pulled at him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying in the assessment pod of the simulation field, with the repetitive mechanical voice at his ear: “Assessment over, please leave the simulation pod. Assessment over, please exit the simulation field…”

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Lying in the nutrient liquid, Duge was green with regret. What was he plotting!

It would have been so much better to just casually throw the spiritual power at a few people.

1,100 points of spiritual power, ah!

Even if he hid half, that’s still 550.

This spiritual power was simply heaven-defying!

If he were the leader, he would surely have sent himself to the alien battlefield!

What the hell is this?

Some crappy alien technology, if you detect an anomaly, why not report it during the ranking update, huh?

Or wait until I’ve given all my spiritual power away, then report the anomaly, even that’d be better. Halfway done, what does that mean?

Are they screwing with me!

With the premature end of the simulation field, all of Duge’s future plans fell through.

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The pod lid was fully raised now, and the noisy sounds from outside reached Duge’s ears.

It had come to this.

Duge couldn’t keep lying in the nutrient liquid forever, he had to face what needed to be faced.

After heaving a heavy sigh in his heart, Duge rolled up, his face ashen as he stepped out of the simulation pod.

This time.

Because Duge didn’t go on a rampage, there were still forty or fifty people alive in the assessment area.

Most contestants had dark expressions after coming out of the simulation pod.

However, as soon as everyone came out, whether male or female, their gazes immediately fixed on Duge.

There was anger, envy, jealousy, bewilderment…

And more in abundance.

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“Duge, it’s you again, right? What did you do this time? Can’t you let me enjoy the simulation field for once?” Qi Rui hysterically roared, “Is getting a good keyword easy for me?”

“Qi Rui, stop it.” A girl next to her came up behind her, gently tugging at her arm and looked at her roaring sister with a complex expression, “You definitely didn’t go find Duge, did you?”

“He’s full of tricks, who knows what he was up to with that kind of broad cast. Why would I seek him out? To seek death?” Qi Rui shook off her arm, speaking irritably, “Do you know what my keyword was?”

“It’s got nothing to do with your keyword. Actually, seeking out Duge this time wasn’t a death wish. He came up with a god-like advanced skill, forcefully boosting spiritual power in the simulation field, and then held an auction distributing benefits to everyone. Even I gained forty points of spiritual power,”

the girl tugging at her arm shook her head, looking sadly at Qi Rui, “The guy who used to be in the same dorm as Duge, Gao Ming, he got gifted over a hundred points of spiritual power by Duge. Had you gone, even if you didn’t win the auction, you could’ve gained at least an extra 40 points of spiritual power…”

“…” Qi Rui was stupefied, her voice trembling, “Are you serious?”

“Why would I lie to you? Didn’t you see the notification when you left the assessment area? The two advanced skills of the ’trade’ keyword have been locked. Has the simulation field ever ended like this before? Everything is Tradable, and what Duge traded in the end was spiritual power.”

As the girl spoke, envy filled her gaze, never leaving Duge, “This time, Duge will probably be promoted to a warrior out of sequence, if only I had better looks, I would find a way to snuggle into his bed at any cost… Qi Rui, Qi Rui, what are you daydreaming about, let’s go, it’s time to leave the assessment area!”

What did I miss?

Qi Rui didn’t budge, staring blankly at Duge who was surrounded by a crowd, tears involuntarily sliding down her cheeks.

Suddenly.

She fiercely slapped herself, wanted to cry but couldn’t, looking like she had lost her senses, she murmured, “Am I brain-damaged from hitting my head, why didn’t I believe Duge? 40 spiritual points, just slipping through my fingers. Oh heavens, please give me another chance. If I could do it over, I’d throw caution to the wind and rush towards Duge…”

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