On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

In such competitions, there are countless participating teams, and it is common for teams to register as a unit.

If you can find a mid-level team with a suitable number of players before the competition starts, and infiltrate it to replace one of your players, you can bypass all the cumbersome review process.

The competition only cares about the competition and doesn't verify the identities of the members of each team. Once on stage, only fists matter, not people.

Winning first place and taking home the Rainbow Stone reward at the awards ceremony, that's it.

It's that simple.

As for the rights to allocate resource planets and the slots for subordinate factions of Titan that come with the championship.

Ye Han didn't care at all.

Those things were meaningless to him, and he had nowhere to put them if he took them.

He didn't care about giving it away for free to the team he had borrowed, since their planet was theirs anyway, and his only goal from beginning to end was the Rainbow Stone.

It saves time and avoids dealing with a bunch of bureaucratic procedures.

......

Before the competition, participating teams from various planets arrived one after another, entering the venue in groups of three or five.

Ye Han stealthily blended into the players' rest area.

His goal was clear: to find a team with average strength, a suitable number of members, and most importantly, physical attributes that would allow him to take advantage of the situation.

Teams that are too strong won't work. Teams that are too strong will attract too much attention, and the players will know each other well, making it difficult to fake it.

Mid-range is best.

Being neither here nor there means you won't get any attention, but you also won't be eliminated in the preliminary rounds.

Ye Han's gaze swept over each team.

Those with unusual body shapes are excluded;

Those with significant size differences are excluded.

Only humanoid targets are suitable for camouflage.

After some screening, Ye Han set his sights on the Alien Akuk.

Akuk is an unremarkable planet in the central part of the Chaotic Star Sea. Its technological level is below average, but its race is known for its fighting prowess.

Talent is related to combat; the longer the battle, the stronger one becomes. Stamina and energy reserves will continuously increase as the battle progresses, and under extreme conditions, one can unleash combat power far exceeding one's basic stats.

Simply put, this is a race that produces warriors.

More importantly, they look like humans.

Their height, build, and facial features are all highly similar. With this level of similarity, Ye Han doesn't even need to put in much effort to imitate the details; he can blend in perfectly.

He followed without making a sound.

The four Akuk aliens walked towards the restroom in the rest area, chatting and laughing. They seemed very relaxed and obviously didn't feel any pressure about the upcoming match.

Ye Han caught up with someone who had left the group.

This is it.

The door to the private bathroom had just closed when Ye Han was already standing behind him.

The man didn't react at all before Ye Han knocked him unconscious, and he collapsed with everything going black.

After settling the person in, Ye Han used the sheep talisman to extract the soul, and then began the soul search.

Under Ye Han's development, the function of the sheep talisman was gradually improved.

This was easy for Ye Han; he only needed to extract the other party's memories and learn about the team's basic situation, interpersonal relationships, and relevant information about the competition.

When doing your homework, make sure you do it all the way through, and try not to give yourself away.

Fragments of memory unfolded before his eyes like turning the pages of a book.

Ulu.

He is from the fourth combat sequence of Planet Akuk, is 1,123 years old, and unmarried.

Then Ye Han saw a series of long memories, all about a woman.

Aquarius.

This name occupies an extremely large proportion of Ulu's memory; in the span of more than nine hundred years, her shadow appears in almost every memory.

She remembers everything about her, from what she likes to what she says to what she hates. She remembers every single detail clearly.

Throughout those nine hundred years, Aquarius's attitude towards him remained the same, consisting of only two words.

cold.

No, it wasn't even indifference.

Aquarius wasn't unaware of Ulu's thoughts; on the contrary, she didn't care at all.

They enjoyed Ulu's meticulous care and constant attention.

What made Ye Han's blood pressure spike was that this woman was currently in this four-person team.

In other words, Ulu has been licking someone's boots for over nine hundred years, to the point that when that person teamed up with someone else, he eagerly followed along as a teammate.

He was a person with considerable strength, but he deliberately focused all his cultivation on the art of licking.

"I, Ye Han, hate sycophants the most in my life..." Ye Han couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

"Having licked your boots for over nine hundred years, you are beyond the reach of ordinary people. You truly deserve the title of 'Saint Gou'."

He withdrew his hand, and Ulu's soul returned to his body, already immersed in a dream.

Ye Han erased that suffocatingly complex emotional memory, retaining only the essential information.

Ulu is responsible for the attack in this team. He has been playing with the other three for many years and their teamwork is decent, but his individual presence is not very high.

This was exactly what Ye Han wanted.

To avoid attracting attention, Ye Han used the Monkey Talisman to turn the sleeping Wulu into a miniature ornament and left it in the toilet, making it inconspicuous.

He will wake up and return to normal after the match ends.

During this time, Ye Han did not need to worry about the risk of being exposed.

After doing all this, Ye Han pushed open the bathroom door and walked out.

"Ulu, come over here quickly and prepare the tactics!"

Ye Han looked up and saw the most muscular male member of the team waving at him.

According to Ulu's memory, this man was called Old Wang.

Old Wang is the captain of this squad. He is skilled in close combat and frontal suppression, and ranks among the top ten in the combat ranks on Planet Akuk.

He was considered large even among the Akukians, standing there like a wall, and spoke in a loud voice, though his tone was quite amiable.

"Coming," Ye Han replied and quickly followed.

The four-person team gathered in their designated rest area.

Ye Han quickly scanned the faces in his memory and matched them with the people in front of him one by one.

Besides Lao Wang, there is also a female team member, Xiao Sha.

She is a speed-type member and the youngest in the team, only a little over 600 years old, which is considered to be just over 18 years old by the standards of the Akukians.

Finally, there's Aquarius.

Her skills are so-so, but she excels in leg fighting techniques. She has a powerful backer, and she's just here to gain prestige.

It must be admitted that this woman is indeed beautiful, with delicate features, a well-defined face, and an impeccable figure.

But Ye Han only glanced at it before looking away, his mind filled with images from Ulu's memories that made his blood pressure soar.

"Everyone's here, let's begin." Old Wang clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the three men.

"It will be a team battle later, with four people fighting at the same time. If you lose a match, you are eliminated. There is no revival match."

"There are at least 30% more teams this year than in previous years. The division we were drawn isn't good. We might run into the Ironclad Legion from Bakal in the first round."

"The Ironclad Regiment? Those guys covered in shells?" Xiao Sha asked.

"Yes." Old Wang nodded. "Their defense is almost unbeatable at this level, and we'll be at a disadvantage if we go head-to-head. So we need to change our tactics tomorrow. Xiao Sha, you're in charge of harassing them at the start and trying to pull their backline out."

"Ulu, you flank from the side, find their weak point and tear it apart. Aquarius, find an opportunity to disrupt their rhythm from the rear, I'll handle the front."

Old Wang looked at Ye Han: "Ulu, you need to slow down your offensive pace tomorrow. Don't charge too far in the first place. The Ironclad Regiment's backline is very tough, so you need to save some energy to deal with them."

"clear."

Old Wang was slightly taken aback.

Ulu usually speaks a bit more during these tactical discussions.

He was noticeably quieter today, and his overall demeanor was different.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but he just seems much more composed now.

However, Lao Wang wasn't the kind of person who paid attention to details, and this subtle difference flashed through his mind and was quickly forgotten.