You're sending max-level players to be cannon fodder?

After getting off the drop tower, Zhong Xun and Tao Yang each held onto a trash can.

I held it in and didn't throw up.

Zhong Xun: "How are you?"

Tao Yang: "It's alright."

After a few seconds of silence, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"It's my treat, would you like some lemon tea?" Tao Yang asked.

Zhong Xun nodded: "Okay."

There was a cold drink shop on the second floor across the street. As soon as Zhong Xun entered, he realized something was wrong. Other customers needed to make an appointment and register, but Tao Yang was just like walking through his own back door. She even had a seat by a large floor-to-ceiling window, from which she could see the blue ocean cut out by the buildings around her.

After taking a sip of lemon tea, the nausea and vomiting did feel much better.

Zhong Xun and Tao Yang chatted casually, got to know each other well, and found they got along very well.

Before parting, they exchanged contact information.

  

Tao Yang replied, "I'm familiar with the capital. If you want to go sightseeing again, you can make an appointment with me."

Zhong Xun: "Then thank you in advance."

It was already dark when they got back to the hotel. After taking a bath, Zhong Xun sat on the soft sofa with his phone in hand.

The video call was answered after only two rings.

Meng Jingting was still in the car, the car was swaying slightly, and he could see half of Qian Chonglan's body next to him.

"Are you tired?" Meng Jing asked.

Zhong Xun: "I'm not tired. It's all about eating and playing. I even made a new friend today."

Meng Jingting immediately became alert: "A new friend?"

"Yes, he's a good person," Zhong Xun said. "I'll introduce him to you when he arrives."

"Yes, be careful in everything."

No matter how skillfully Zhong Xun acted, in Meng Jingting's eyes, there was always a group of troublemakers...

Meng Jing arrived in the capital late at night two days later, but had no chance to meet Zhong Xun. The capital's tribunal set up an arena, and talents from various cities were sent in almost as soon as they took a nap.

The battle for supremacy among the elite has always been brutal.

When Meng Jingting was called onto the stage, he still looked a little sleepy. His features were deep-set, and his expression was cold. The Alpha opposite him joked, "Why did you come here before you were fully awake?"

Below the stage, the Supreme Judge of the Capital smiled and said to Qian Chonglan, "Sorry, the rehearsal was too rushed."

Qian Chonglan: "It's alright."

After a friendly greeting, the duel began.

After a gust of wind, the duel ended.

Everyone: "..."

An A-level Alpha cannot possibly be a match for an S-level opponent.

Meng Jingting, still a bit grumpy from waking up, said, "Next."

The Chief Judge of the Capital: "..."

"Damn it, Old Qian, you..."

Qian Chonglan finally couldn't suppress her smile, but pretended to be nonchalant, "I told you all, my future successor is very capable."

"But you didn't mention his pheromone level!"

"Now you see it, don't you?"

"..."

At this age, I'll make sure you regret it!

Meng Jingting established himself in the arena, initially attracting many challengers, but as the competition progressed, the challengers gradually disappeared.

Meng Jingting's PK style is devoid of any wicked humor or fancy tricks. He never drags things out until one punch is enough, and his ruthless power is terrifying.

Finally, no one else went up on stage.

After a long silence, a second-level referee was about to announce the end of the match when a head of flamboyant deep red hair suddenly burst into the ring.

The young man arrogantly raised his chin. "I'll give it a try."

"It's Shi Ge!"

"There's a reason behind this!"

At this time, Shi Ge had not yet been corrupted by money and was at an age where he was as swift as a rabbit and looked down on everyone. Especially with Yan Du sending such a powerful opponent, Shi Ge could compete with the court even without entering the court of judgment, thanks to the huge donations the Shi family made to the capital every year.

"I won't let you have your way," Shi Ge said.

Meng Jingting nodded: "Please."

For eighteen years before the revolution, bragging was tax-free, let alone subject to any consequences, as such conditions were extremely rare.

But the result was always the same.

The difference is that Shi Ge can last five minutes longer, instead of coming down after only three seconds.

The high-level Alpha's fighting spirit was ignited, and he became more courageous with each setback. In the following days, Shi Ge would come to Meng Jing to discuss and exchange ideas whenever he had free time.

Having finally landed a punch on Meng Jingting, Shi Ge became overconfident and shouted, losing his focus. He was then kicked away by Meng Jingting's follow-up whip kick.

Even when he was halfway in the air, his smile hadn't faded.

Everyone was excited, exclaiming, "Great! At least we've met a role model!"

"It's shameful not to give to the Lord!"

Qian Chonglan: "..." Whatever makes you happy.

"Hey, I have to say, your close-quarters combat is pretty good." Shi Ge, with a towel draped around his neck, tossed a water bottle at Meng Jingting as he walked over. "How many years have you been training?"

"Always." Meng Jingting replied.

Shi Ge was taken aback. "Practice every day?"

"Otherwise what?"

Shi Ge: "..." With such immense talent, and still working this hard, it's simply unbearable for anyone else.

Shi Ge and Meng Jingting went to the cafeteria to get food together.

Meng Jing heard that his plate was full, while Shi Ge only had a bowl of rice on his plate.

"Is the food too hot to eat?" Meng Jing asked curiously.

"The taste is not good." Shi Ge was very fussy. "Look at that spicy chicken, it's too oily, the winter melon looks stale, and the tofu soup is all mushy."

Meng Jingting seemed to roll her eyes slightly.

Finally, Shi Ge ordered twice-cooked pork, stir-fried cauliflower, and a bowl of pork rib soup.

While sitting down to eat, Shi Ge wasn't idle either. He was holding his phone and grinning like an idiot. He chuckled to himself after seeing something, then put down his chopsticks to reply to a message.

Shi Ge glanced up briefly and noticed that Meng Jingting showed no interest. Instead, he couldn't help but say, "My boyfriend."

Meng Jing paused for a moment: "Boyfriend?"

"Yes, a high school classmate." Shi Ge's face was beaming. "It was love at first sight. Another day... never mind, I don't have time."

Meng Jingting: "I have one too... never mind..."

Shi Ge heard everything clearly, and after his initial surprise, he said with a hint of sarcasm, "You mean you still have a competitive spirit about this? You either do, or you don't."

Meng Jing hesitated for a moment, then said firmly, "I have!"

Shi Ge initially thought he was making it up, but then he thought of Meng Jingting's personality, and his gossip-loving soul ignited. "What do you have?"

"Boy friend……"

Shi Ge succinctly captured the key point by punctuating the sentence: "You two haven't officially started dating yet!"

Meng Jingting nodded.

"You like him!"

He continued nodding.

"Does he like you too?"

He paused, then nodded.

"Wow! I didn't realize!" Shi Ge stopped eating and looked Meng Jingting up and down. "You two met in high school?"

"No," Meng Jing replied, "We've known each other since we were six."

Shi Ge: "…………"

To be honest, I'm a little envious.

*

The next day, it was sunny.

Meng Jingting was finally able to find the time.

On the phone screen was a text message from Zhong Xun: "My new friend is here too, you guys meet him."

Meng Jingting will definitely have to "examine" him.

But no sooner had he come out of the Tribunal in the capital than he bumped into Scherger.

"Where to?"

Meng Jing heard: "Find him."

This person didn't talk much, but Shi Ge could still understand. "What a coincidence, isn't it? I'm going to find my boyfriend."

"Um."

The two took a maglev train to the city center, transferred midway, and walked through an underground passage. When they met at the exit, Meng Jingting frowned and said, "Don't follow me."

Shi Ge: "???"