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

tenth day.

The will of the universe did not descend.

The battlefield was silent, save for the sound of the wind blowing across the wilderness.

But everyone knows—

This is only a temporary calm.

An even bigger storm is coming.

Sure enough, around noon.

Suddenly, deafening sounds of battle erupted from afar.

Everyone looked up.

The Cult of the Machine God and the Shadow Wolf Clan were the first to engage in war.

Beneath the metal city walls, countless mechanical warriors and shadow wolves clashed in a fierce battle.

Metal objects clashing, sharp claws tearing and biting.

Blood splattered, and screams filled the air.

This battle was like a fuse.

It instantly ignited the entire battlefield.

"kill!"

Someone shouted.

All civilizations broke out of their settlements.

They charged madly towards the nearest enemy.

On the human side, Lin Feng gave the order.

Four hundred thousand soldiers were mobilized.

They held iron and steel weapons and formed a neat battle formation.

Swordsmen and shieldmen were in front, and spearmen were behind.

Archers are positioned to provide support at any time.

This is a tactic that humans have practiced for ten days.

They cooperated seamlessly, and their offense and defense were well-organized.

Their first goal—

Earth Bear Clan.

Those bear-men who are two meters tall and incredibly strong.

They are the most difficult beings to kill in an evolved civilization.

The skin is rough and the flesh is thick, and the strength is endless.

Ordinary iron weapons could only leave a shallow mark when they were struck.

But humans have a way.

"Archers, shoot in the eyes!"

Lin Feng gave the order.

Countless arrows pierced the sky.

It aimed precisely at the bear-man's eyes.

ahhh-

A scream rang out.

The bear-men covered their eyes and struggled frantically.

Their weakness is their eyes.

Once blind, even the most powerful person is useless.

"Swordsmen and shieldmen, advance!"

"Cut off his throat!"

The swordsmen and shieldmen rushed forward.

Taking advantage of the bear-man's loss of sight, he slashed at his throat.

Blood gushed out, and the bear-man collapsed to the ground.

One head, two heads, three heads...

The Earth Bearmen were suffering repeated defeats.

But they're not pushovers either.

Some powerful bear-men braved the rain of arrows and charged forward.

The giant bear paw slammed down, sending the human warrior flying.

Bones shattered, internal organs broken.

Die on the spot.

But humanity did not retreat.

The ones in front fall down, and the ones behind take over.

They traded their lives for time.

Victory was won with blood.

On the other side, the battle between the Mechanicus and the Shadow Wolf Clan was even more brutal.

Mechanical warriors have no life and never tire.

They brandished iron swords and hacked and slashed wildly.

The Shadow Wolf is fast and elusive.

They used their shadow abilities to launch continuous sneak attacks.

Every second, mechanical warriors are torn apart.

Every moment, a Shadow Wolf was cut down.

Both sides were blinded by rage and neither was willing to back down.

The battle between the Psionic Council and the Crimson Dragon Clan was equally fierce.

The psionic warriors used their mental powers to interfere with the dragons.

Make them dizzy and slow down.

The dragons retaliated with fire.

Although it was just a small flame, it was enough to burn the psionic warrior.

The two sides went back and forth, neither willing to give in.

The Frost Phoenix Clan and the Thunder Beast Clan were also engaged in battle.

The phoenix's icy chill, the behemoth's lightning.

The clash between ice and lightning was incredibly fierce.

The entire battlefield descended into madness.

Nine civilizations, 4.5 million lives.

They were all strangled together.

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

The corpses were piled up like mountains.

Blood flowed into streams.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of blood.

That's the smell of death.

That's the smell of war.

One day, two days, three days.

The battle lasted for seven days.

For seven days and seven nights, without stopping.

I'm hungry, so I take a bite of dry food.

Thirsty, I drank a mouthful of blood.

I'm tired, let me lean against the corpse.

Everyone was mechanically swinging their weapons.

Everyone instinctively tried to avoid the attack.

Nobody knows how much longer the fight will last.

No one knows if they will survive.

But no one stopped.

Because stopping means death.

Only by killing all the enemies can one survive.

The fourth day was the most brutal.

Both the Mechanicus and the Shadow Wolf Clan suffered more than half their losses.

Both sides were bloodthirsty and neither was willing to back down.

Ultimately, the Mechanicus, with its numerical advantage, repelled the Shadow Wolf Clan.

But they also paid a heavy price.

Fifty thousand mechanical warriors remained forever on the battlefield.

On the fifth day, the Psionic Council and the Crimson Dragon Clan decided the victor.

The Psionic Council used its superior mental power to suppress the dragons.

But the dragon's flames also killed countless psionic warriors.

Both sides suffered tens of thousands of casualties and temporarily ceased hostilities.

On the sixth day, both the Frost Phoenix Clan and the Thunder Beast Clan suffered heavy losses.

The phoenix's ice froze countless giant beasts.

The giant beast's lightning also killed countless phoenixes.

Finally, both sides withdrew simultaneously.

Seventh day.

The battle between humans and the Earth Bear Clan is drawing to a close.

Of the 400,000 humans, 300,000 remain.

Of the 150,000 bear people, 50,000 remain.

Humans gain an absolute advantage through tactics and teamwork.

But the bear-man's tenacity far exceeds imagination.

Even with only 50,000 men left, they fought to the death and refused to retreat.

Every time a bear-man falls, it takes several others down with it.

Lin Feng watched all this, a complex light flashing in his eyes.

But he didn't soften his heart.

Because this is war.

Because only when the enemy dies can humanity live.

"kill."

He said coldly.

The final assault has begun.

Three hundred thousand humans surrounded fifty thousand bear-men.

Swordsmen and shieldmen were in front, and spearmen were behind.

Archers pressed forward relentlessly.

The bears stood back to back, making their final struggle.

But they were already exhausted.

Seriously injured, blind, exhausted.

Those capable of fighting number less than 30,000.

"kill!"

Lin Feng gave the order.

Humanity launched its final attack.

Swords were brandished, and spears thrust out.

Arrows rained down like a storm.

The bears fell one after another.

When the last bear-man fell to the ground.

Humanity has won.

Lin Feng stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, panting heavily.

He had countless wounds on his body.

But he is still alive.

Humanity is still alive.

The voice of the universe's will rang out at the opportune moment.

"The seven-day bloody battle is over."

"Nine civilizations, a population of four and a half million."

"Three million remaining."

"Eliminate 1.5 million."

"Human civilization suffered the least loss."

"Four hundred thousand remaining."

Lin Feng listened to the number, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes.

Four hundred thousand.

There are 400,000 humans left.

More than any other civilization.

He glanced around.

Those weary soldiers, those faces stained with blood.

His eyes gleamed with pride.

They won.

Humanity won this battle.

But the war is not over yet.

In the distance, the other seven civilizations were also taking stock of their losses.

Their gaze was fixed on humanity.

His eyes held both fear and murderous intent.

Because humans have become the strongest beings.

Because humans are their greatest threat.

Lin Feng felt those gazes.

He gave a cold laugh.

come on.

No matter how many come.

Humans will make you—

There was no return.