Chapter 123 - - 123 Insider News_1

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Staff Chief Nan waved his hand, and a pair of twin sisters retreated to ten meters away. He then turned his gaze back to Duge, smiled, and said, “Don’t want to go to the Alien Battlefield?”

Duge said, “Serving the Federation is my honor.”

“No need to pull that one with me,” Staff Chief Nan waved dismissively, turned around, and placed both hands on the railing. He looked at the students on the distant training ground and said, “No one wants to go to the Alien Battlefield, at least not during the first round of the rotational examination. After all, the chances of death are high, and after over a decade of eating nutritional meals and finally having the chance to stand out, what awaits is a dead end.

In the past hundred years, the only person who made it through four battles was Hua Guyun. Under such circumstances, anyone who willingly wants to join the Alien Battlefield in the first round definitely has had their brains kicked by a donkey.

Twenty years ago, I also took part in the rotational examination. By sheer luck, I entered the arena in the third round and survived. I know exactly what you all are thinking.”

What’s the use of telling me this now?

The beauties have all been sent over.

Do you think I’m going to sympathize with you?

Duge cursed under his breath.

Staff Chief Nan turned his head to look at Duge and smiled, “Do you know you were almost successful?”

Duge continued to remain silent.

Staff Chief Nan kept asking, “Do you know why I’m looking for you?”

This time, he was waiting for Duge to answer.

With no choice, Duge answered, “Because my spiritual power is high.”

“Wrong, it’s because you are afraid of dying, the action of splitting your spiritual power.” Staff Chief Nan laughed, “If you had kept all two thousand units of your spiritual power for yourself, even if you had messed up ten more simulation arenas, I wouldn’t be here. So you see, you were almost successful.”

Fuck!

Duge’s expression changed.

“Don’t understand?” Staff Chief Nan chuckled and continued, “Do you remember what the school taught you about the guidelines?”

“Don’t let others know your keywords; don’t trust anyone; moderately disguise your keywords; blend in with the natives as much as possible, don’t try to change the world, the more you expose, the faster you die…” Duge thought for a moment and said.

“Is there any mention of spiritual power in those guidelines?” Staff Chief Nan interrupted him and asked.

“…” Duge was stunned.

“If spiritual power is so important, why doesn’t the school ever mention it in the teaching syllabus?” Staff Chief Nan said, “Has the Federation’s upper echelon, after two hundred years of dealing with the Alien Battlefield, been foolish?”

“So, spiritual power isn’t important?” Duge frowned, “But why are the rewards in the simulation arenas all spiritual power?”

“It is important, but not that important. It can at least guarantee the success rate of your initial spirit possession,” Staff Chief Nan said. “Duge, I can tell you a fact, out of those who have returned alive from the Alien Battlefield over the past two hundred years, most started with spiritual power between 120 and 150. They have the highest survival rate.”

“Why?” Duge asked.

“I ask you, if the setting of the Alien Battlefield is an Immortal Cultivation World, and you have two thousand units of spiritual power, whom would you choose to possess?” Staff Chief Nan looked at Duge but didn’t allow him to answer, instead talking to himself, “The Sect Leader? The Big Disciple? Or a Sect Elder?

In the previous simulation, you possessed a gang thug, the real power-holder of an underground parking garage. According to your character, you would definitely choose from these people, right? After all, possessing them means a better start compared to possessing a handyman or an outer gate disciple, much stronger, right?”

“Hmm,” Duge nodded.

“Then do you remember the beginning of the simulation?” Staff Chief Nan asked again.

Duge continued to nod.

“Sunlight, fierce wind, even time can all damage the Soul Body. The Soul Body is very fragile; you have to admit that! So, on what basis do you think a Cultivator, when faced with a soul trying to possess them, wouldn’t have any means to counter it?”

Nan Youlong said, “It’s quite possible that before you even get close, with a casual wave of his hand, he would destroy you like you were just a lost ghost. To them, you’re just an undefended soul, and there’s not much difference between 2000 spiritual power and 200— you wouldn’t even count as a fierce ghost.

Two thousand spiritual power can only ensure how long you remain in this world. However, in higher realms, the longer a soul stays outside, the more likely it is to encounter accidents.”

He paused for a moment before continuing, “Let’s assume that you do successfully possess someone. But do you know what your random keyword will be?

If you want to grow using the keyword, wouldn’t you have to change your behavior?

For someone so important, if their behavior suddenly changes, what do you think the people around them will think? For someone in such an important position, there are countless eyes watching them. You wouldn’t be naive enough to think that a powerful person is surrounded by mediocrity and they wouldn’t have any suspicions about someone whose behavior suddenly becomes odd, would you?

But if you possess a handyman or a neglected outer Sect Disciple and grow slowly, you won’t have these problems, because no one will pay attention to them…”

“Then don’t those sects have ways to identify whether someone has been possessed?” Duge couldn’t help but argue.

“That’s the strength of Pan-Universe Entertainment,” Nan Youlong said with a smile. “As long as the possession is successful, you’ll merge with the original body and usually can’t be detected.”

“If you can’t be detected, even if you successfully possess a Sect Leader and act strangely, they won’t be able to find out, even if they do suspect it!” Duge said.

“That’s where the matter of you flipping the table in the simulation comes in,” Nan Youlong replied. “In a simulation, if one person discloses information, it could let the indigenous world know that possession is undetectable. Merely on suspicion alone, it would be enough to get rid of you.”

Duge couldn’t help frowning and said, “Why don’t you just explain these situations to everyone directly?”

Nan Youlong said, “Why should we tell them? Does letting the public know this information help any? It will only increase their fear of the Alien Battlefield, making them hesitant in action. Besides, isn’t it the same now that I’m telling you? All the secrets are in the teaching syllabus. The clever ones will naturally take notice…”

“So, I flipped the table and took the spiritual power for myself, which doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll be sent to the Alien Battlefield?” Duge suddenly said, realizing what the principal’s cold remarks meant. Being a genuine person without thinking too much could indeed avoid being sent to the Alien Battlefield.

“That’s right, and you’d live a worry-free life,” Nan Youlong winked, saying teasingly, “After all, the Federation’s rules won’t change. Duge, do you regret distributing your spiritual power now?

The more you’ve distributed, the more you prove how afraid of death you are. You even quietly laid out your plans while distributing your spiritual power, building your own foundation, all of it out of fear of death, seeking stability. You’re so outstanding that the authorities can’t find an excuse not to choose you!”

Damn!

Duge cursed inwardly, suddenly considering another possibility. “Staff Chief Nan, if I really come out with 2000 spiritual power, I’m afraid you would use a different argument, wouldn’t you!”

“No,” Nan Youlong shook his head. “Let me ask you, how many candidates are there each year?”

“Almost ten million,” Duge said.

“And how many end up on the Alien Battlefield?” asked Nan Youlong.

“1200,” said Duge.

“With the rotation system, concentrating the candidates from four years together, how many are there?” Nan Youlong asked.

“Forty million,” Duge said.

“Right, out of forty million people, similarly selecting 1200 to go. Would the proportion of geniuses among them be high?” Nan Youlong chuckled, “Sometimes even the first in the simulation might not end up on the Alien Battlefield, let alone you, an unstable element. Our analysis is of comprehensive capabilities; no one wants to send such an unpredictable element into battle.

After all, the people sent to the battlefield are tied to Qiyuan Star’s resources for a year; we wouldn’t take such a risk.

I can tell you another fact. Over the past two hundred years, Qiyuan Star has seen many exceptional talents, with many having more spiritual power than Hua Guyun. But none of those sent into battle ever survived.”

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