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

Seeing the rising popularity rating, Chen Guan nodded to himself.

Indeed, An Changqing is the best lens, no, the best friend.

Calming and soothing!

He nodded to An Changqing in response.

Looking at Wei Zhe, whose face was ashen, Yin Chen's anger had long since dissipated, leaving only a sense of utter boredom.

He shook his head, finding his earlier impulsiveness somewhat laughable. Arguing with such a person would indeed lower the standards of his team.

Why should Yin Chen, with his strength, bother explaining himself to a defeated opponent? Apart from that fierce god next door, he is the strongest.

Hong Yuan was even more direct. She carried her giant axe and spat in Wei Zhe's direction. The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely insulting.

Wei Zhe swayed, feeling thousands of gazes around him like needles piercing his body.

There was sympathy, there was ridicule, there was disdain.

He wanted to say a few polite words, but found his throat dry and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

The fingernails were deeply embedded in the palm.

"Alright, whether or not there was cheating will be checked by a specialist. Students who have objections, please leave now."

The elusive Instructor Jing suddenly appeared, gave an order, and the crowd began to move again. Several instructors stepped forward and approached Wei Zhe and his few dazed teammates.

"Come on, don't just stand there." One of the instructors pushed Wei Zhe impatiently.

As Wei Zhe passed by Chen Guan, he froze in place.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at the coffin, then glancing menacingly at An Changqing, who was talking to his teammates not far away.

An Changqing frowned, looked over, and asked in a questioning tone, "Chen Guan, do you need any help?"

Chen Guan shook his head and uttered only two words: "No need."

Wei Zhe's smile deepened, and the resentment in his eyes subsided. He said no more and was pushed by the instructors into the crowd.

An Changqing walked to Chen Guan's side, looked in the direction where Wei Zhe had disappeared, and said softly, "This kind of person probably won't let this go."

He wasn't very good at judging people, but he wasn't blind either, which gave An Changqing a headache. Why were there such troublesome and annoying people everywhere he went?

"Just a mad dog." Chen Guan's tone was flat: "No matter how loud it barks, it's still a dog."

An Changqing glanced at the person next to him in surprise, seemingly astonished that he could say such a thing.

Unfortunately, before he could see clearly, the other person had already turned around and left in the opposite direction.

……

Night fell.

The hustle and bustle of the central plaza of the camp was shut out by the canvas of the tents, leaving only a faint buzzing sound.

Chen Guan sat alone atop the highest tent, his legs dangling over the edge, the black coffin behind him blending into the night.

The night wind ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, but he didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze remaining fixed on the semi-transparent panel in front of him.

On the panel, the popularity score jumped at a frenzied pace, eventually settling slowly on a single number.

Current popularity: 512580

[Brother Coffin, don't stay alone, it breaks my heart to see you like this.]

True strength often comes in solitude.

[An Shen's words just now were so endearing! This is such a sweet collaboration between two powerful people!]

He glanced at the words of sympathy and worship, and now he was one step closer to awakening his true self.

……

midnight.

"Thump!"

A heavy, muffled thud came from the sky.

"What's that noise?!"

"The ground...the ground is shaking?"

In the distance, the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, entirely forged from demon-suppressing stone, had a crack burst outwards from the middle of its body, tearing apart the tower wall.

"Look! It's a tower...it's the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons!" A student with good eyesight pointed at the tower, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "It's cracked...it's cracked!"

Even ordinary students know just how many important things are sealed inside the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

The demonic aura, carrying pebbles, shot straight into the sky, staining half the night sky black like ink.

The piercing alarm had barely sounded half a note when it was abruptly extinguished by an overwhelming surge of energy.

The screens of all the electronic devices flickered a few times before going completely black.

"The equipment is completely destroyed! Communication is down too!"

"Oh my god... what's in that crack...?"

Countless students rushed out of the dormitory, their clothes disheveled. When they looked up, they saw pairs of inhuman eyes slowly opening from the ever-widening crack.

"Help... I... my legs are weak..." A nearby student's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his crotch quickly becoming wet: "That pressure... it's so heavy..."

A tyrannical aura emanated from the tower, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

"Don't panic! Prepare for battle!"

Long Ao's roar exploded amidst the chaos. His red hair stood on end, and his muscles bulged, like an enraged lion trying to stabilize the collapsing situation with his roar.

His words were drowned out by an even bigger commotion.

"A claw! That claw is sticking out!"

From the crack in the Demon Tower, a giant claw covered in blue scales emerged, tearing through the seemingly indestructible Xuan Iron Tower wall as easily as ripping off a piece of waste paper.

Panic was completely ignited.

"what!"

"Run! Run faster!"

Countless people screamed and cried, their rationality snapped, and they fled out of the camp without looking back.

In the chaotic crowd, the figure carrying the black coffin stood out like a nail-drived stake.

Chen Guan did not escape.

He didn't even listen to the commotion from Long Ao's side, nor did he pay attention to the crowd of people crying and fleeing around him.

He simply stood there, raised his head, and quietly watched the collapsing tower and the terrifying aura that awakened within it, a aura that made the world change color.

Baihu had said long ago that there was a traitor among them.

It now appears that the mole has made a move.

Then, he should make his move.

Without a moment's hesitation, he turned and took a step.

Instead of fleeing with the crowd, he went against the tide of survival, step by step, toward the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons, which was releasing death.

From the Black Wind Ruins to Jiangcheng, then to Huaqing, and now to the Northern Border.

He didn't believe that the White Tiger had done so much to help him get to where he was today, just so that he would die here.

There has always been an unseen hand pushing him forward.