The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

These words caused an uproar in the room.

All eyes were fixed on Chen Guan.

"Thanks to him... that irreplaceable, almost miraculous luck."

Instructor Jing pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said in an ode-like tone, "It was this luck that allowed the team to perfectly avoid several crises of total annihilation, instilled fear in the monsters at crucial moments, and even... made victory come so easily."

He spoke every word with utmost gentleness.

When combined, they transformed into an invisible blade, piercing Chen Guan's weak spot with perfect precision.

Praise to death.

The most vicious form of praise to death.

He portrayed Chen Guan as a mascot who was good for nothing but luck and relied entirely on his teammates to carry him.

His tone was quite sarcastic and incredibly irritating.

Wow, this drill instructor is a master of tea ceremony!

[Praising openly while subtly criticizing, my Coffin Brother is practically roasted on the fire. We miss you, God of the Coffin.]

[Those in front, you're being narrow-minded. Didn't you see the expressions on those two amazing teammates' faces? The real show is about to begin.]

Chen Guan lowered his eyelids slightly, his mind already raising the danger level of Instructor Jing once again.

This guy's perverse sense of humor is exactly like Baihu's; he's probably Baihu's half-brother.

What grudge do I have against him?

"Alright, dismissed. Meet at the training ground at 2 PM."

Instructor Jing waved his hand, turned and left, leaving behind a field filled with the invisible smoke of battle.

Before the crowd had dispersed, a silver figure blocked Chen Guan's path.

It's Yin Chen.

His eyes, which always held a hint of laziness, were now serious.

"The fear of that human-faced bat on the last level was not an illusion."

He didn't ask; he stated it as a statement.

Chen Guan raised his eyelids slightly: "Perhaps it saw your face and felt ashamed of itself."

Its mental attack has no effect on you.

Yin Chen pressed closer, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear him.

"Maybe I'm heartless."

Chen Guan's reply was utter nonsense.

Yin Chen gave him a deep look, as if he wanted to dissect him from head to toe.

He remained silent for a moment. He didn't believe what Chen Guan said. He and Hong Yuan both came from Shanghai Academy. Although it couldn't compare to the old and powerful schools like Huaqing and Beishi, it was still a force to be reckoned with.

Yin Chen was confident in his judgment and believed he could distinguish between luck and ability.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a loud bang broke the standoff between the two.

Boom!

The massive battle axe was slammed heavily into the ground.

The ground cracked with fine, spiderweb-like lines, and gravel flew everywhere.

Hongyuan, carrying an axe, strode over and squeezed between the two.

Completely oblivious to the strange atmosphere, she grabbed Chen Guan's shoulder and patted him hard.

"Hey, Silver Hair, are you interrogating a criminal? Why are you scaring my people!"

Yin Chen raised one eyebrow: "Your people?"

"That's right!"

Red Kite tilted her head back, adopting a possessive posture, and declared confidently, "From today onwards, he's my personal lucky charm! From now on, when I fight, he just needs to stand next to me and cheer '666'!"

She turned to Chen Guan, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and her face was radiant.

"Did you hear that, lucky girl? From now on, I'll protect you. Anyone who dares to touch you will have to ask my axe first."

Chen Guan: "..."

Yin Chen: "..."

[Pfft! What the hell is this lucky charm?]

[Red Kite: What's a brain? Can you eat it? Just do it!]

Yin Chen: I question the meaning of life. Chen Guan: I choose death.

The scrutinizing look in Yin Chen's eyes gradually faded.

His face then fell silent.

Is it too late to transfer schools now? I absolutely don't want to admit that she and I go to the same school.

He looked at Hong Yuan, who seemed to think she was the best in the world, and Chen Guan, who looked utterly hopeless, and finally shook his head, turned around, and left.

You can't reason with a fighting maniac, just as you can't wake up someone who's deliberately pretending to be stupid.

As for Chen Guan, he was completely labeled as a mascot by Hong Yuan's actions.

Wherever he went, the students all stared at him.

Whispers filled the air, and the coffin, already attracting attention due to its appearance, became even more so.

"See him? That's him. He got into the first squad by luck."

"I heard that both Hong Yuan and Yin Chen are protecting him, so their backgrounds must be quite impressive."

"Tch, just a good-for-nothing who got lucky."

Chen Guan ignored these discussions. He was really stupid. He had thought that Hong Yuan and Long Ao were about the same, but now it seemed that Long Ao was too smart and could not be compared with Hong Yuan.

Just as he was about to find a quiet corner, a figure quietly appeared beside him.

"Chen, it seems you're in trouble."

Liu Feiyu reappeared out of nowhere, and even in a different location, he remained as persistent as ever.

Chen Guan glanced at him but didn't say anything.

"Some people are just jealous."

Liu Feiyu lowered his voice: "I heard some students are trying to target you. Do you need any help?"

Thank you.

Chen Guan's answer was concise: "However, I'm used to it."

After saying that, he left directly. If he accepted Liu Feiyu's help, it would be difficult to repay him later.

Liu Feiyu was left standing there, the curve of his lips frozen for a moment, a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the cold wind was howling.

All the trainees gathered again, and because there were fewer people, the atmosphere was even more oppressive than in the morning.

Instructor Jing remained as refined and scholarly as ever.

He stood before the crowd and announced in a gentle voice, "This afternoon's trial is called the Snowfield Hunting Grounds."

The large screen behind him lit up, displaying a vast and boundless frozen snowfield.

"This is a team survival competition in a realistic environment. You will be randomly dropped into various areas of the hunting ground. The goal is to hunt monsters and collect monster cores within 72 hours, and at the same time... eliminate your opponents."

"Remember, in the hunting grounds, everyone is an enemy except your teammates."

His words chilled the air in the room.

"Of course, there are punishments, and naturally, there are rewards as well."

Instructor Jing's gaze slowly swept across the crowd, finally settling precisely on the first squad.

The corners of his lips twitched, the upward curve carrying a profound meaning.

"To recognize the outstanding performance of the first team this morning, I have decided to give you a special reward."

He stretched out his finger and drew a circle in the very center of the light screen map, in the area marked in dark red.

"Your drop point will be the most resource-rich area in the entire hunting ground, and also... the most densely populated Beast King's lair of the highest-level monsters."

"I hope your luck will be as good as it was this morning."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Yuan was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "What kind of reward is this?!"

She just enjoys the thrill of fighting; she's not an idiot.

Yin Chen's expression darkened instantly.

For the first time, his gaze towards Instructor Jing carried undisguised hostility.

This guy wants to kill them.

His elders had told him that the descendants of the Four Ancient Divine Beasts were imprisoned in the First Academy of the Northern Territory.

Although it may not be in the place they are about to go, it is enough to show that there is no shortage of high-level monsters here.

At their feet, teleportation beams lit up simultaneously.

Chen Guan felt a pricking chill on his skin.

You can tell from their reactions...

This is no longer just excessive praise.

This is murder.