Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

As time goes by, the battles on the cosmic battlefield become increasingly fierce.

Technological civilizations possess an increasing number of weapons.

Bronze and iron tools appeared, and even rudimentary bows and arrows and catapults began to emerge.

Every weapon was obtained by exchanging gold coins from the will of the universe.

Every weapon is stained with the blood of the enemy.

Evolving civilizations are equally determined not to be outdone.

They use gold coins to purchase evolution resources and continuously strengthen themselves.

The claws became increasingly sharp, easily tearing through flesh.

Its beak becomes increasingly hard, allowing it to easily peck through bones.

The scales became thicker and thicker, able to withstand attacks from ordinary weapons.

The evolved parts are in no way inferior to the weapons of technologically advanced civilizations.

The third night.

The melee broke out again.

In the darkness, the sounds of battle shook the heavens.

Warriors from a technologically advanced civilization, wielding sharp weapons, hack and slash wildly.

The creatures of evolved civilization brandished their sharp claws and tore and bit desperately.

Blood stained the entire battlefield.

The corpses were piled up like mountains.

That night, humanity killed another two thousand enemies.

But it came at the cost of three hundred lives.

Fourth day.

All civilizations are no longer hidden.

During the day, they rested and developed at their respective posts.

At night, they all came out and fought each other head-on.

No more sneak attacks, no more probing.

It's a head-on clash, a fight to the death.

Because everyone understood—

To widen the gap, you must keep killing enemies.

To become stronger, you must continuously acquire gold coins.

The war reached its climax.

Every night, thousands of lives are lost.

Every morning, countless corpses lie strewn across the wilderness.

In just nine days.

On the human side, the losses were devastating.

Of the original 100,000, only 80,000 remain.

Twenty thousand people were left forever on the battlefield.

Five thousand people are seriously injured and are receiving intensive care.

Countless people sustained minor injuries, but as long as they could fight, they continued to fight.

Other civilizations also suffered heavy losses.

In the technological civilization, the Mechanicus lost 15,000 people.

The Psionic Council lost 18,000 men.

The evolution of civilizations was even more brutal.

The Crimson Dragon Clan, which started with 100,000 young dragon lizards, has dwindled to only 60,000.

The Frost Phoenix Clan, which started with 100,000 young ice birds, has dwindled to only 55,000.

The Thunder Beast Clan, which numbered 100,000 young Thunder Beasts, has dwindled to only 50,000.

The Shadow Wolf Clan has dwindled from 100,000 cubs to only 45,000.

The Lightbird Clan, which numbered 100,000 young Lightbirds, has dwindled to only 60,000.

The Earth Bear Clan, which numbered 100,000 cubs, has dwindled to only 50,000.

The worst off is some unknown, evolved civilization.

They developed too slowly and evolved too late.

Today, only half of the ethnic group remains.

Fifty thousand people have vanished forever.

In outer space, various races watched all of this unfold.

My heart was filled with shock and fear.

"Is this what space warfare is?"

Someone muttered to themselves.

"That's too cruel..."

"Can we survive this war?"

The atmosphere in the viewing area, designated for human civilization, became even more somber.

Countless people stared at the bloody battlefield.

Staring at the figures engaged in fierce combat.

Staring at the man who always stood at the very front.

Lin Feng.

"We must trust General Manager Lin."

Someone said firmly.

"He will surely lead us to victory."

"must."

The others nodded in agreement.

Hope rekindled in their eyes.

Yes.

With Lin Feng around, humanity will surely win.

We will definitely survive.

tenth day.

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

All civilizations are resting, preparing for yet another bloody night.

However, at that moment...

The voice of the will of the universe suddenly rang out.

The voice was loud and majestic, echoing throughout the entire battlefield.

"Congratulations everyone, you've completed the first phase."

Everyone was stunned.

Phase 1?

Is it finished?

Before they could react, the will of the universe continued to resound.

"Next, you will engage in a frenzied battle."

"The war will only end after that entire civilization's population has been killed."

"Then, we move on to the second phase."

"Your race will increase to half a million people."

"To help you develop faster."

The voice just fell.

All civilizations, all warriors.

They all appeared on a huge open space.

That was a plain in the center of the battlefield.

Boundless and unobstructed, with everything laid out before you.

Nine civilizations, all people.

Everyone stand here.

There was no cover, no shield.

Only enemies.

Only killing.

Lin Feng's expression instantly turned serious.

He got it.

The so-called second stage is—

The ultimate free-for-all.

All nine civilizations were involved.

Never die.

Until only one civilization remains.

"Everyone, form ranks!"

Lin Feng gave the order.

Eighty thousand human warriors quickly assembled.

Warriors wielding weapons were in front, followed by warriors wielding wooden clubs and stone axes.

This forms a solid line of defense.

The other eight civilizations are also rapidly assembling.

Technological civilization, evolutionary civilization.

Everyone is preparing.

next moment.

The voice of the universe's will resounded for the last time.

"start."

boom!

The entire battlefield instantly descended into madness.

Nine civilizations simultaneously charged towards the enemy.

The sounds of battle shook the heavens, and rivers of blood flowed.

Warriors of a technologically advanced civilization wield weapons and hack and slash wildly.

The evolved creatures roared and pounced on their enemies.

No allies, no friends.

There are only enemies, only slaughter.

Lin Feng, wielding an iron sword, charged to the forefront.

Beside him were humanity's most elite warriors.

In their eyes, there is only the enemy.

In their minds, there was only one thought—

live.

win.

The battle has begun.

The real battle for survival has begun.