The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Long Aotian turned his head away with a dark expression.

Lin Fan kicked a piece of ice.

"Two scoundrels who got the benefits and are now acting innocent."

The ice shards hit Yan Cong squarely on the back of the head.

Yan Cong winced in pain, instantly dissipating the tragic atmosphere that had just been built up.

"Class monitor."

Zhuge Wang suppressed a laugh and spoke again.

"Now, all 49 students in Class 9 are present."

"Um."

Ye Chuhao nodded.

He turned around and his gaze fell on the leaders of the four tribes who were pressed into the snow.

"Tell me about it."

"What should we do with these things?"

"Eat it..."

Li Shuiwang stared at the powerful member of the East Sea Dragon Clan, drool already dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"Pull out the tendons and stir-fry them."

"Use dragon horns to make wine."

"You can even use the meat on your body for hot pot."

"Fool!"

Lin Fan slapped him on the back of the head.

"These are rare live specimens, how can you eat them directly?"

"Using it for drug testing and recording the reactions of different races to the drug would increase its value by at least several dozen times."

Li Shuiwang covered his head, his face full of resentment.

"Can't you try the medication first before taking it?"

Lin Fan thought about it seriously for two seconds.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing."

The alien leaders, who were pinned to the ground, felt a chill run through their bodies.

They were still considering whether they could secure a relatively dignified outcome after surrendering.

Now it seems that what is considered decent might just be the difference between steaming and braising.

The viewers in the live stream were laughing so hard they were breathless.

[Fallen Inkstone]: "Haha..."

"Eat one whole, and use the other as a test subject—if that were really done, I'd be ecstatic!"

[Shu Yichen]: "Look at that classmate named Luo Feng!"

"Holy crap, I see an uncontrollable fighting spirit on his face!"

[Why does everyone call him Lapp?]: "His battle form has appeared!"

"I want to kill all those bastards!"

Within the Ruins of the Northern Demon Clan.

Ye Chuhao nodded thoughtfully.

"Both are good."

"Any other ideas?"

Lu Ming took a step forward.

"sky……"

Ye Chuhao looked up.

"Um?"

Lu Ming immediately changed his tune.

"Class monitor."

"Okay, go ahead and say it."

"Lu had previously proposed a plan."

Lu Ming pointed to the territories of the four tribes.

"Please trouble the squad leader to seal off this Ruins and transform it into a training ground for humans."

"Let the warriors of the Dragon Kingdom enter this place and engage in actual combat with the four races."

"The alien races here owe our human race a blood debt; their lives will serve as a sharpening tool for our human race."

"The direction is right."

"However, its utilization efficiency is somewhat low."

"We can adopt the Trial Tower mode."

Luo Ji adjusted his glasses and took over the conversation.

The Ark of the End cast a scanning light screen, enveloping the four alien territories within it.

"Strip the souls of the alien races participating in the war and inscribe them into the trial rules."

"Their physical bodies serve as the energy source for re-condensation after they are killed."

"Afterwards, we can also use their existing resources to supplement them."

"As long as the energy of the Void is not exhausted, the trial targets can be continuously refreshed."

"Different realms, different fighting styles, and different races can be divided into independent regions."

Luo Ji tapped repeatedly on the virtual projection in front of him.

Ancient forests, deserts, the East China Sea, and the Black Mountains were quickly divided into hundreds of areas.

"This is the most efficient use of the bioenergy cycle mechanism based on the 'Return to the Void' principle."

"hiss……"

Yan Cong put his arm around Ye Chen's shoulder and leaned closer.

"I'll go."

"Old Luo, I didn't expect you to wear glasses all the time, looking like a bookworm."

"How could they be so ruthless?"

Luo Ji remained calm.

"This is not a scheme."

"Given the limited total number of hostile samples, reducing marginal losses through data replication allows the same combat data to serve more trainees."

Simply put, you can only train one person per kill.

"If recorded, it could lead to repeated killings for hundreds of generations."

Yan Cong nodded repeatedly as he listened.

"major!"

"So professional!"

He suddenly changed the subject and patted his chest.

"Class monitor!"

"Cough cough..."

"I, Yan, am also willing to contribute to the elimination of the alien race!"

"???"

Everyone in Class 9 looked at him at the same time.

The gazes gradually turned strange.

Especially Ye Chen, who was standing next to Yan Cong.

He stared at Yan Cong for several seconds, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"no."

Ye Chen grabbed Yan Cong's shoulder.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Those on the other side aren't human!"

"Cough cough..."

Yan Cong's gaze drifted across the territories of the four tribes.

Ye Chen followed his gaze.

The live stream camera also moved accordingly.

Within the territory of the Ghost Clan, there stood a pale-skinned doll, a ghost bride with a red veil covering her face, and a ghost lady who was eight feet tall and whose robes trailed on the ground.

Within the barbarian territory, many women wore animal skins, had wheat-colored skin, and were tall but had exaggerated body proportions.

The camera continues to move.

In the ancient forest of the demon race, there are also many half-transformed fox demons, rabbit demons, and snow leopard demons, each with different fur, animal ears, and long tails.

In the East China Sea, tentacle sea monsters, shark sea monsters, and clam women can be seen everywhere.

Yan Cong's gaze hadn't stopped.

He even glanced at the Spider Clan and Scorpion Clan in the Western Desert.

"???"

"???"

"???"

The live stream's comment section was instantly flooded with question marks.

Ye Chen's face went from twitching to contorted in a ferocious expression.

He grabbed Yan Cong's shoulder.

"Old Yan!"

"Now, not just women from China, women from all over the world could line up for you to choose from!"

"The conditions are so good."

"Why the hell do you even have thoughts about these things?"

"Calm down."

Yan Cong tried to pry his hands open.

Ye Chen gripped even tighter.

"I can't calm down!"

"Get your brain out of the system before you talk to me!"

"Cough cough."

Even with his thick skin, Yan Cong was starting to feel the strain of being watched by a million Northern Army soldiers and a global audience.

"I'm just researching the resource compatibility between different races and the creation system."

"Purely academic."

"fart!"

Ye Chen pointed at the eight-legged spider demon in the Western Wilderness.

"You stared at it for a full three seconds!"

"That's observation!"

"What did you observe about it?"

"Observe...the leg structure."

"It has eight legs! You have a good eye for choosing!"

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, the students in Class 9 could no longer hold back.

Long Aotian turned his head to the side, his shoulders shaking.

Zhuge Wang also took out a fan to cover his face.

Lin Fan burst out laughing.

Yan Cong's face darkened.

"I'm just suggesting a possibility!"

"Besides, my system is designed to test the return efficiency of different life forms."

"In my eyes, they are all resource samples, understand?"

"That won't work either."

Zhuge Wang also stopped smiling and his tone became calm.

"Those who participate in the war, those who make decisions, and those who have blood on their hands will naturally have to pay the price."

"Forget about that idea. I bet there won't be many aliens left after they've all been killed inside."

Yan Cong opened his mouth.

Ye Chen immediately added a sentence.

"Did you hear me?"

"Even the Prime Minister objects."

Yan Cong shook his head with a regretful expression and sighed deeply.

Ye Chuhao did not participate in the argument between the group from beginning to end.

Until they had almost finished discussing it.

He then raised his finger and gently tapped it in the air.

A golden list stretched out over the snow-covered plain, extending upwards to cover the sky.

The names and images of countless alien races appeared simultaneously.

There are alien leaders who participated in the four border defenses a hundred years ago.

There are ferocious demons that slaughter border troops and devour civilians.

There are also ordinary alien races born deep within the Ruins of Guixu, who have never set foot on the territory of the human race.

Ye Chuhao looked at the leaders of the four clans.

"Surrender can stop the war."

"But surrender cannot atone for a crime."

The black snake's head pressed into the snow again.

The other leaders also dared not utter a sound.

"All those who participated in the invasion, massacre, trafficking, or sacrifice of humans will have their combat data extracted and be sent to the Trial Grounds."

"Die in battle, rebuild yourself."

"Forever imprisoned in the Tower of Trials."

Ye Chuhao's fingertips fell.

In the gold list, more than 99% of the names instantly turned blood red.

A chorus of terrified roars suddenly echoed throughout the territories of the four tribes.

No matter how much those alien races struggled, they were unable to lift their bodies from the oppressive force.

"The remaining ethnic groups are under lockdown and surveillance."

"Without my permission, no alien race may leave Guixu even a step."

Ye Chuhao looked at Lu Ming.

"This ruined area will be placed under the supervision of the Northern Army."

"Luo Ji is in charge of establishing the trial system."

Lu Ming clasped his hands in a fist salute and solemnly accepted the order.

"yes!"

Ye Chuhao looked again at the five alien leaders kneeling on the ground.

"This is not a matter for discussion."

"You also don't have the right to choose the method of punishment."

The leaders of the four tribes had ice and snow stuck to their foreheads, and their bodies were trembling.

Those who are stained with human blood will have their souls extracted, their bodies burned, and will be eternally cast into the Tower of Trials.

The remaining ethnic groups will also be completely sealed off.

From this day forward, their lives, territories, and even the continuation of their bloodlines will be in the hands of the human race.

This is the fate of the defeated, and the price that deserters must pay.

The black snake was the first to slam its head heavily into the snow.

"Lord Heavenly Emperor!"

"Our people are willing to accept trial!"

The Zerg king, the Snow Phoenix youth, the East Sea Dragon man, the Ghost elder, and the Barbarian leader dared not hesitate.

Five voices rang out simultaneously.

"We are willing to accept trial!"