Transcending Godhood: I Extract Keywords and Crush the Gods

The Abyss Shattered Continent, the seventh day of the assessment.

Competition within the top circles has intensified.

The numbers on the leaderboard have ballooned to an astonishing level.

Su Yueying's Holy Light Angel Army united into the Holy Radiance Battle Formation.

They forcefully broke into the heart of the shattered continent and began to hunt down the third-tier monster, the Abyssal Corrupted Serpent.

Chu Yunxuan's mechanical wolf pack, in coordination with Lei Ling, used high-energy particle cannons to bombard the area, completely flattening a silver-level monster's lair.

The total points of the top ten have already exceeded a terrifying tens of millions.

Various divine powers and radiances flashed deep within the shattered continent, like dazzling stars.

In contrast, the scene in a dark red canyon in the third defense zone was extremely eerie.

"Sizzle!"

A power-driven chain saw belching black smoke sliced ​​open the chest of the last Shadow Lich.

The shriveled internal organs, mixed with the stench of death, gushed out.

The tyrant grabbed the lich by the neck with one hand and squeezed hard, turning the high-ranking silver undead creature into a shower of bone dust.

It casually ripped the dark magic core from the lich's head, threw it into its mouth, and crunched it to pieces.

The canyon was a mess.

This was the toughest battle Lin Yuan's goblin army had ever faced.

The Shadow Lich possesses extremely strong ranged death energy attack capabilities. Although [Crimson Link] can mitigate damage, it cannot completely negate the life-corroding effects of death energy.

Of the 50,000 goblins, more than 4,000 died in this brutal battle.

The ground was littered with the remains of lich shamans, sawn into pieces.

Lin Yuan hovered in mid-air, scanning the battle damage data on the Divine Realm panel, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.

"The degree of death energy erosion has reached the critical value."

He looked down at the remaining 45,000-plus goblins.

They were still munching on the remains of the lich to replenish their strength.

However, the bone armor on the bodies of many goblins had turned a grayish color, and the roar of the engines sounded much more muffled.

Weapons are severely worn out, and soldiers' physical strength is declining.

Most importantly, a surge of energy is emanating from the depths of the canyon ahead.

Gold-level lord.

The tyrant also sensed that aura.

It swallowed the magic core in its mouth, its scarlet eyes fixed on the depths of the canyon.

"Roar!" The tyrant turned around and let out a low growl at Lin Yuan.

The fighting spirit is boiling.

It yearns to challenge that golden lord and obtain higher-level flesh and blood.

Infected by the tyrant's emotions, the surrounding goblins raised their broken chain swords and let out bloodthirsty howls.

They got carried away.

The madness inherent in wasteland creatures is overriding their reason.

"Shut up."

Lin Yuan's voice echoed in the minds of all the goblins.

"Form ranks on the spot and switch from offense to defense."

Lin Yuan raised his hand, his fingertips tracing through the air, forcibly cutting off the Tyrant's command to advance into the depths of the canyon.

"Without reinforcements or logistical support, how can we sustain the lives of the Golden Lord?"

Lin Yuan's eyes were clear.

We only have one life; we must preserve our strength.

The key is to digest the points you've accumulated.

The fervor in the tyrant's eyes was suppressed by the will of the gods.

It let out a low growl towards the depths of the canyon in resentment, then turned around and slammed the alloy tower shield heavily onto the ground.

The 47,000 goblins quickly consolidated their formation, with the Tyrant at the core.

At the entrance to the canyon, they formed an impenetrable array of steel spikes.

The engine is idling.

"I only kill low-level monsters that get close. If anyone dares to take another step forward, I will drain their blood."

Once the order was given, the entire legion fell completely silent, like a solid iron plate lurking in the shadows.

Over the next three days, Lin Yuan's points growth rate showed a clear downward trend.

He abandoned taking the initiative and relied solely on clearing out lone monsters attracted by the smell of blood to slowly increase his score.

On the rankings, Lin Yuan, who was originally firmly in eighth place, began to be slowly overtaken by several top-tier tycoon scions.

Thirteenth, fourteenth... seventeenth.

Star Harbour Plaza, on the high platform.

Several high-ranking executives from conglomerates and military leaders were intently watching Lin Yuan's image in front of the holographic projection screen.

Seeing him tighten his defenses, he showed no disappointment, but instead became even more focused.

"It has stopped."

The executives at Xinghai Biotechnology stared at the screen, their fingers lightly tapping the railing.

"Faced with the temptation of a gold-level lord, he actually managed to suppress the bloodlust of these berserk troops."

He turned to look at the top university observer next to him.

"Professor, what's your opinion?"

The white-haired professor stroked his beard, his eyes full of admiration: "Knowing when to advance and when to retreat, understanding what to take and what to leave!"

"Look at his formation now. Shields turned outwards, chain swords crossed—this is the most standard iron wall defense."

"Faced with readily available glory and points, he was able to suppress his greed and preserve the life force of the Divine Realm. This composure is far superior to that of people his age."

The professor pointed at the scions of powerful families on the leaderboard who were still advancing, but whose casualty rates among their clans were rising sharply, and sneered.

"Those rich kids who rely on resources only know how to charge ahead blindly and don't understand what war attrition is at all."

"If this were a real abyss battlefield, we would have been worn down and killed by the monsters deep inside the abyss long ago."

General Raymond crossed his arms and nodded slightly.

"We came from humble backgrounds and had no way to replenish our ranks. Reaching this point is already our limit."

Raymond looked through the screen at the black-clad youth who was suspended in mid-air, coldly observing the battlefield.

"He remains humble and unperturbed by the vanity of rankings. This kid is not only a genius in biological weapon simulation, but also a born commander."

"His brain is more valuable than the mutated goblins under his command."

The bigwigs exchanged glances, each seeing a strong determination in the other's eyes.

tenth day.

Above the dark red abyss sky, a golden crack suddenly appeared.

"Thump—"

A magnificent bell tolled throughout the shattered continent.

The assessment period has ended.

A beam of light descended from the sky, drawing the boundary.

Azure teleportation array pattern lit up beneath the feet of every surviving student.

Lin Yuan glanced at the goblin legion below, which was battered and bruised but still maintained a tight formation.

"return."

The portal to the divine realm opened, and the tyrant led the goblins into the portal in perfect unison, disappearing into the wasteland.

The next second, Lin Yuan's consciousness was forcibly pulled away.

Star Harbour Plaza.

The light flashed repeatedly.

More than a thousand students appeared one after another on the wide alloy ground.

Some people were overjoyed, some collapsed to the ground and wailed, and some even fainted.

He was quickly carried into a hibernation pod by military medics nearby.

Ten days of real killing completely transformed these hothouse flowers.

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the lingering fluctuations of divine power.

"Look up!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

Everyone looked up at the giant holographic projection screen in mid-air.

The final points leaderboard has been set.

[First Place: Su Yueying, Points: 85 million.]

Second place: Chu Yunxuan, points: 69 million.

[Third Place: Lin Yao, Points: 53 million.]

……

The top spots are still firmly held by those few arrogant and powerful tycoons.

But everyone's attention was drawn to scroll down the list.

At the very end of the first tier, there is a name without any family suffix or corporate affiliation.

It hung there all alone, looking incredibly jarring.

[12th Place: Lin Yuan, Points: 12 million.]

The entire room fell silent.

In the civilian ranks, he's the first with a significant gap!

It's worth noting that another top-tier chaebol scion, ranked thirteenth, only barely surpassed ten million points.

Apart from Lin Yuan, the highest-ranked commoner student didn't even make it into the top 100.

Lin Yuan stepped out from the out-of-the-way light of the teleportation array.

He was still wearing that faded school uniform, and his face was somewhat pale due to the significant depletion of his mental energy.

The surrounding crowd automatically made way for him.

Countless eyes fell on him.

Awe, envy, fear, disbelief.

"Is he Lin Yuan?"

"Twelfth place... What kind of monster did he use to rack up such a high score? I heard he even surpassed many elites from top-tier families."

"The Wasteland God Realm can achieve such results? Has this world gone mad?"

Lin Yuan ignored these discussions.

He walked straight to the back of the line, his hands habitually tucked into his pockets.

Zhao Tianze stood at number 450 in the crowd.

He watched Lin Yuan walk by, and subconsciously took half a step back, hiding half of his body in the shadow of the person next to him.

Zhao Tianze's hands were trembling slightly.

Twelve million points.

His proud army of fiery orcs.

Despite working my butt off in this assessment, I only managed to get less than 800,000 points, ranking outside the top 300.

The gap is too big.

So great that they don't even have the right to be jealous.

"Fortunately..." Zhao Tianze swallowed hard, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, "Fortunately, I didn't offend him too much in class before."

He recalled his provocation of Lin Yuan in the classroom a month ago.

If I had actually taken action back then.

Given Lin Yuan's ruthless methods in carving out 12 million points in the abyss, I'm guessing I'd be reduced to ashes by now.

"Luckily, I admitted defeat early..."

On the high platform.

The assessment has officially ended, and the big shots have shed their final pretenses.

"Everyone."

An executive from the Xinghai Consortium suddenly stood up and straightened his impeccably tailored suit.

He walked to the edge of the platform and addressed the other representatives of the surrounding forces with a forced smile.

"The prodigies of the Su and Chu families have their own family foundations, which we in Xinghai dare not even dream of."

He stretched out his finger and pointed towards the aloof figure in a faded white school uniform above and below the square.

"But we at Xinghai are determined to have Lin Yuan. Top-tier S-class visa, preferential resources, and guaranteed admission to Xinghai's core research lab. We hope you'll all give us face and not try to steal him from Xinghai."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a cold, unkind laugh came from the side.

"How much is face worth?"

Another burly man, wearing a crossed tomahawk badge on his chest, stood up.

It is the representative of the "Thunder Military Industry" conglomerate, which mainly deals in military equipment and heavy family armed forces.

"You think you can fob off a commander-level genius with a few cheap potions?"

The representative from Thunder Military Industry slammed his hands heavily on the railing, staring intently at Lin Yuan.

"These are the kinds of talents who can perfectly integrate biological weapons with broken military equipment in extremely harsh environments."

"Only in the hands of Thunder Military Industry can it realize its maximum value!"

He turned to look at the Xinghai executives, his tone firm.

"After the final review meeting, let's see who has the most resources. Thunder Military Industry may not have much else, but we have plenty of mines and lots of money!"

"You!" Xinghai's executives' faces darkened.

General Raymond stood aside, not stopping the argument among the group of chaebol executives.

He looked down at Lin Yuan, who stood quietly in the crowd, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes.

What will be the next move for this juicy piece of meat that has attracted the attention of various powerful forces?